Part Two: Vengeance

Emma finally made it out of the cage, and a smile wandered onto her face. Lopsided, and consisting of only evil it was splayed proudly on her face as she made her way towards her parents apartment. She walked, watching with growing satisfaction as all those saw her in the late hour scurried away.

Power, anger, and hatred had replaced the blood inside of her body as she climbed the stairs, and used the spare key to quietly unlock the door. She could feel the presence of the people in the apartment. She knew they were all asleep. Staring into the darkness of the room her smile only grew, she could taste vengeance on her tongue.

As much as she wished she could throw Henry into a wood-chipper while he was still alive Emma knew she could not, the first reason being that a woodchipper was too out in the open, and the second being that as much as she truly wanted to spill the boys blood she knew that her Beloved would hate her for ending the life of the child she had loved.

This left her only two people to enact her revenge upon. The two people who had given her life. Emma climbed the stairs quickly, going into Henry's room first. She waved her hand over his head, putting him into a deep sleep that he would not awaken from for several hours. She didn't need him waking up to Snow's, or David's, screams. It took all of her strength not to smother him with a pillow.

Deciding that even though she could not kill him she had to have some form of vengeance she grabbed his water, and drank it. Then raised her hands above it, filling it with a poison that tasted, and looked just like water. It would render him completely infertile, the White line would die with him. It wasn't very satisfying, but it was the best that Emma was going to get without angering her true love.

Staring down at the sleeping, cuddled version of her parents as they slept peacefully angered Emma, but she continued to stare. Trying to decide who she would have fun with first, the woman who orchestrated the murder of her lover, the woman who had made sure it was done. Or, the man who had actually pulled the lever.

Waving her hand over Snow's face she made her decision. Putting the woman into a deep sleep like Henry's, she would awaken her once she was done with Charming. She smiled, her teeth glinting in the tiny amount of light in the room. Emma cracked her knuckles, and cocked her head to the side.

Charming let out a gargled, half-asleep yelp when Emma grabbed one of his legs and pulled him off of the bed. His body hit the floor with a loud thumb, and his daughter laughed as he spat out a little bit of blood as he tried to sit up. He got to his feet, grabbed the sword by his bed and ran for the light. Flipping it on.

"Emma" He whispered in disbelief, his sword raised at his daughter. "Don't do this, it can be okay." Charming pleaded, but that only made Emma angrier. He had no right for life when he had taken her Beloved's.

Snapping her fingers she summoned a sword, and she gripped it tightly, letting her thumb rest on the crossguard. Charming rushed her, and she allowed him some hope as they clashed swords. But that soon became boring, and she stabbed him in the gut. Causing him to drop his sword in surprise.

Emma's sword became a dagger, and she shoved it into Charming's belly button. Yanking the blade all the way up to his neckline. He screamed, but they died down as blood loss got the better of him, and his eyes closed. He was dead when Emma pulled out his organs and tossed them up onto the bed, next to his sleeping wife.

His daughter used his very own sword to chop off his head. A satisfied smirk graced her beautiful face. She placed her father's head on his pillow, making sure that he was facing his wife. Not bothering to wipe his blood from her hands she crawled onto the bed, straddling her mother.

Snow awoke to wet hands around her throat, her daughters face hovering above her. She quickly discovered she was pinned beneath Emma's body. She tried to push Emma off of her, but the blonde was stronger. And it was now that she realized that Emma was saturated with blood. She feared whose blood it was. She jerked her head to look over at her husband, wondering why he wasn't aiding her.

She let out a strangled cry, tears beginning to form in her eyes as she saw his head, and several organs adorning his pillow. Snow could still see part of his body propped up against the wall a few feet from the bed, his sword tossed at his feet. Emma had killed him, and she knew she was next. Had she already killed Henry?

"How does it feel to know your True Love was killed? I suppose now that I think about it I should have made you watch, it would have been fair then wouldn't it?" Emma hissed as she ran a hand, still covered in blood, down the side of her mother's face. "I poisoned the boy"

"Henry is your son." Choked out Snow. "How could you?" Emma frowned at Snow daring to call such an abomination her child. She hated him as much as she hated his grandparents, but she could not kill him.

Finger wrapped more tightly around Snow's throat, crushing it almost to the point where she died. As Emma's hold loosened the dark-haired Queen took a sharp intake of breath, she should have felt relief. But Emma's eyes told her that the torture was not yet over.

Her throat was now free, but Emma quickly captured both of her hands above her head. It was clear who was in control. Snow could barely move. The woman shook her head and tried to keep her mouth closed as Emma lifted a bloody finger and placed it on her lips. After a few seconds of struggling Emma won out, and the taste of her husbands blood tainted Snow's tongue.

"I wish I had killed him when it was inside of me." Snarled Emma, finally answering Snow's earlier question. "He shouldn't be allowed to live, he is a worthless, stupid peice of shit just like you and your hubby"

"I'm sorry that she was your true love" Snow whispered, and Emma's hands were on her neck again. Her teeth clenching in anger, her mother felt absolutely zero remorse over killing her true love.

"You are only sorry that I love her. Not that she died, at your hand. If It was in my power I would bring you back to life, over and over again. Just to kill you, just to kill him over again. To kill your happiness, and your soul. Like you killed mine" Hissed Emma right before Snow's eyes rolled back into her head, and her heart gave it's very last beat.

Leaving the apartment she found that she was not as satisfied as she thought she would be, she wished she had toyed with them longer. Tortured them more, possibly for days on end. Perhaps for years before she finally allowed them the mercy of death, but she could not bring them back. But perhaps, Gold could. Perhaps, he could bring her Beloved back to her. She headed for her own apartment, she needed a shower and a change of clothes before she forced Rumplestiltskin to do her bidding.

"You will bring her back." Demanded Emma as she forced open the door to the shop. "You will bring Regina back to me" She stomped her way so she was peering down at the sitting magical beast of a man.

"I am incapable of bringing back the dead, not even you hold such power. Although, even if either of us could, she wouldn't be the same. And the town would kill her once more" Rumpelstiltskin spoke slowly. Carefully. He didn't wish to anger Emma anymore then he absolutely had to.

Anger her he did. Her teeth crunched together, causing the room to fill with the sickening sound. Her fists clenched, and she slammed one of them onto the glass case before her. Shattering it, Gold pushed back. Emma didn't even wince, her hand was filled with glass shards.

"Tell me what to do Gold. I must bring her back. I must save her." Emma growled as she pulled chunks of the glass out of her hand, dropping the bloodstained offenders onto the pile of it's clear brethren.

"You can never have your Beloved back. However, you hold enough power to go back in time. To alter history, so you can save her from Snow's death squad. I can tell you all you need to know, I can tell you what you need to do. However, there is a price you will pay. And I will require a payment." Rumpelstiltskin said as he stood.

There was no point in thinking it over. Not even when Rumple told her the price she would pay. Should she alter history, save Regina from Cora. Allow Regina to be the good person she would have been, then Emma would most likely not be born. And even if she was, she would not be the person she is now. She would never have Regina. Never realize that they were true loves.

Emma was alright with that. Her mind, her heart was set. She would return to the past, and she would kill Cora before she could corrupt the child that would grow into an amazing woman. The blonde knew that without her lover in any world she didn't wish to live. So, she agreed to Gold's terms.

"When you bring Bae back to me, make sure he is as the day he left me. Make sure you return him on the same day you alter Regina's destiny. Give me the deal, I have signed it, and my past self will know it's true. The contract, combined with the return of Bae, will make it so that my past self with uphold it's contents." Gold handed her the rolled up parchment.

Respect, something she'd never thought she'd do for the Dark One. But he had earned it. He had given her everything she needed to save Regina. Told her the extent of her powers, and helped set everything up for her. Planned it in detail. However, she was not naive. She knew that Rumple could have fought for her harder, but, she was the key to getting his son back. And in the end, she could save Regina. That was enough for her to forgive him. She shook his hand, before stepping into the portal she had conjured in front of her.

A/N: Sorry it's so short, but I thought this was a good place to end this. I had thought of going into more detail about her kills but decided that doing so would be overkill. Bad pun intended. As always if you have the time please let me know what you thought!