Show No Mercy
SWEETHEARTS: yes, I know. Took me longer than I supposed to, I do have a 'valid reason'. I went holidays with my family overseas and I did lots of foolish things. And I am going to go to school, again. Anyway, thank you so much for those who reviewed and those who favorited and followed this rubbish fiction. Much love!
This was longer than I intended to, please don't be bored of it.
Warning: writers attempt sh*t. Characters are beyond my ownership but surprises are likable. The imagination cannot be controlled and this is not beta.
3rd to my Past, Present and Future sequel.
Present Future
The ceremony took awfully lots of hours to be done. It was not any kind of ceremony, it's one of the important events to be done in the Enchanted Forest. A knight swearing before the council, royalties and common men and women of the West and East Kingdom. The ceremony was taken place rightfully at the East Kingdom since the Knight was born from the East.
Prince Marcus, at a young age have passed all challenges of being a knight, won battles and defended their land. He earns the title, to be a knight like his older sister; Emma, the White Knight.
"I am more than capable of defending myself, Prince. Leave me be, will you?" Princess Dorothea said with a hint of annoyance in her voice as she enjoys her afternoon walk through their lovely botanical garden of the West Kingdom just outside of their castle.
Now that the ceremony was done it was accustomed for the Knight to send back the royalty he have sworn on, to their home land. In Marcus case it would be Dorothea.
"I am well aware of that, Princess" Prince Marcus replied with a smile still did not make any attempt to leave the Princess on her own "But I would rather not" He supplied more.
"And why would that be?" She asked sounding bored in his company.
"Dorothea, you're aware that I just took my oath at the ceremony. Did I not?" He ask somehow unbelieving his cousin, Dorothea.
"I've witnessed actually, Marcus" Dorothea assured him.
"And you do know that I have sworn on my life to keep you safe by all means, Princess"
"How unfortunate of you" Mocked by the Princess.
"And that I could only take oath to one royalty ever in my-"
"Life and drank the holy wine to aspire your knightly duties to one royalty; me" She pointed to herself and continued "Thou shall be the most mighty of all the knights in any kingdom ever existed. With me being your damsel in distress, awaits to be saved by her Knight in shining armor who took an oath to fulfill my desires" Dorothea responded exaggeratedly to the newly appointed Knight of the East.
She did not realize it could mean differently, in a romantic biblical kind of way.
"Well if you put it that way you sounded so crass, my dearest Dorothea" Marcus said playfully.
"Huh.. What? No! I meant-" She tried to defend her words but was cut short.
"I know what you mean, don't worry, Dorothea" Assured by the young Knight.
"Just making it clear, Marcus" Barked back by Dorothea.
They knew the ceremony didn't just take place because it was tradition nor was meant to be as royalties of their designated Kingdoms. The only reason that keeps on replaying in their minds were; the fact that it is their duty to keep the peace for both lands and that both of them were next in line to the throne they don't wish to have, yet.
It's their destiny, their fate and it must be fulfilled.
Future Present
It's dark and cloudy, it didn't feel like home. It's painful and uneasy, she sobbed and she knew she can't cry now; not before her. They are in one of the secluded rooms of the castle in West Kingdom, far behind from all the extravagance of their home. For the past weeks, this room became her training ground. Lessons of being a Princess were held here, she silently wished they could just go back with the lessons of table etiquette and the use of proper utensils during a feast.
Since being conceived using magic implies you having magical powers, which leads us to how to use them. It would be a challenge for her to control her power since she knew that her power were tied with her emotions.
A sorcerer have predicted that a magical being would be conceived using magic and that a royalty that was born out of true love would protect the magical being by all means. A green eyed monster shall hinder their way. It's history writing itself, if they assumed correctly.
"Again!" Regina barked at the limply frame of the young lad that she has been eyeing for the past hours.
Persist Until Something Happen or PUSH; it is the mantra she keep on saying to herself, tho her body is giving up but she managed to stand unsteadily. She took a deep breath that was stop by her broken ribs. Oh gosh! Even breathing hurt.
"Again" Regina sneered weak she thought to herself. She eyed her daughter like a hawk eyeing it's prey. Dorothea stood, head held high once again. She straightened her back as much her body would allow, shoulders squared there were bruises forming through out her tired body from drawing out power too much.
Dorothea drew out power again from her 'curse'. She sees it as a curse, the mark that was embedded near her left ribs. It's a feather, delicately marked with every detail. The outline is black when she's neutral and it glows in the shade of light pink to blue-ish purple when she uses her magic. The feather curse grows in size as she expertly learn a new magic or a new power that she posses.
As it grew in size, it would hurt her a little and would cause discomfort for a few days but eventually it would ease to manageable pain. Dorothea never have the courage to tell her mother that it hurt more if she practices magic. The young Princess wouldn't want to disappoint her mother than she is now with her. She wouldn't be surprise if the feather curse would take her body fully or even rule her whole life.
The task was to conjure electricity and fire, the hard part is to combine them without burning or even electrifying yourself. Indeed, easier said than done. She then started with the electricity from her right hand, feeling the sensation of the galvanic energy she had produced. She proceeded with the fire from her left hand, a fireball is forming on her palm. Amused and terrified paints her well-favored face, eyes with the hint of greediness to be enough. Be enough for once to her mother.
Seems that being enough is merely enough for her mother when the combined energy that she was conjuring backfired to her. She face planted the floor, limbs splayed lazily to her sides.
The scene should cause any mother to run to her daughter's side and help her out. But this mother isn't just any typical that you could find, she was not called the Evil Queen for nothing. As her eyes witnessed the scene she felt; worried and disappointment.
"Stand up and do it again I say!" The Queen demanded "Are you becoming deaf, my dear?! I said, again"
"Mother, please. Will we just continue the lesson tomorrow, I no longer feel my limbs" The Princess groaned.
"Is that compliance I hear, Dorothea?" Remarked by Regina "And when the kingdom is under attack, your people going against you or even worst someone attacked you unexpectedly" The Queen reasoned out "So when I said again, you would do it again. It's for your own good and you know to well you have to be prepared"
Regina took large strides going to her daughter who did no attempt to move an inch from where she fell. She spoke as she grabbed her daughter's arm with vengeance "Dorothea sta-" tho she was cut short.
"Mother" Henry called from the doorstep of the secluded room.
"What?!" Regina hissed her response who dares interrupt me she then looked up and tenderness paints her face, immediately. Seeing her little Prfince all grown up now, wearing his uniform as the feudal superior of the West Kingdom makes her one proud mother.
"That is enough" he responded to his mother.
She blinked while trying to contemplate what her son was speaking of, then she realized that she was still holding her daughter by the arm quite aggressively "Yes, of course" She sadly replied and gently released Dorothea from her hold, she just noticed that the young lad have passed out from fatigue, she used her magic to lie the young girl on one of the sofas.
"Mother, you're too-" Henry started.
"Hard on her, Henry? We both know that I am doing her a favor with this lessons. Who knows what fate would bring to her" It all came in a rush to her, Henry almost didn't catch what she said so he tried to humored his mother.
"I was going to say 'thorough' but hard on her would do"
"Oh Henry, am I really?" She whispered. She extended her hand towards the direction of Dorothea, flicked her hand and with that her daughter disappeared before them. Regina sent her back to her chambers and tucked her in, they have many things to 'discuss' tomorrow for sure, since Dorothea just passed out on her from fatigue. She might have to weigh her decisions about what to teach her daughter about magic.
"What exactly?" He questioned his mother, uncertain.
"A bad mother?" Regina supplied silently.
"Mom, come on" Henry sounded like he was whining, they had this conversation way back in Storybrooke. When they were about to leave the land they consider as home for almost 30 years. Henry will always do the thing he always does when his mother feels insecure about her abilities. He extended his arm indicating for Regina to take it and she did. She had to smile on whatever Henry was about to do.
"But Henry, you saw how I treated her" Regina held his hand firmly.
Henry just smiled and said "I did and you should also be reminded what ma always says" He wrapped his arms around his mother, snapped his fingers and soft music played around the room. He liked hugging his mom but he won't admit it and Regina secretly loves it too. Henry would always dance with Regina since they got here at the Enchanted Forest. His mother taught him how to dance because Henry admitted to her that he was fascinated by her mother's gracefulness.
They swayed together with the soft music for a while there before Henry broke the silence with uttering the words "Ma said everything happens for a reason" Regina just hummed her response. "And ma would like to take you on a date tomorrow night so meet her at the barrier, she said and wear something, I believe her words were 'hot and sexy looking' " Henry said in a rush then he poof out the thin air leaving his mother frustrated.
"Henry! Did Emma put you up to this?! Ugh that woman!" The Evil Queen exclaimed to herself as she marched back to her chambers. Emma Swan is a dead woman she thought herself whilst changing into her nightgown but she have to smile on the thought of Emma taking her to a date.
Even though they were married for quite sometime now, Emma would still woo her like nothing has changed, as if having 2 wonderful children didn't change of what they have and what they have become. Still, Emma will make her feel special and that she is loved. Which she is.
Past Future
As predicted by the sorcerer, that during a war a royalty who's a product of true love shall be the one who protects the magical being. Snow White and Prince Charming bears a son, purely from true love.
"Aaaaah!" Snow yelped in pain.
"Come on sweetheart" Encouraged by Charming while enduring the death-like grip of Snow White on his hand.
"David! I... Can't!" Snow was in pain, she declined the anesthesia that was offered by Dr. Whale. She wanted to have a natural birth, by natural means, to experience everything, including the pain.
"You could do it love" Encouraged by David if only I could take the pain away, I would.
"Where's Emma?" She asked between gritted teeth.
"She's with Regina" David informed.
"Do you think.." Unsure of herself. Snow's forehead was now peppered with beads of sweat, David used a spare cloth to dab it off. Snow smiled at the gesture.
"Yes I think they are doing what you think they are doing" David said in a hurry and added "But now please, Snow focus"
"Aaargh!" With the last yelp of pain, alas! Prince Marcus Charming II was born.
"Congratulations, Snow! It's a boy" Dr. Whale said smiling to the new born he was cradling and moved next to the woman who just went in labor. He passed the new born to it's mother.
Snow looked at her new born son "He's beautiful, David"
"He is. Hi Marcus, how do like to be our little Prince?" Charming playfully said.
"Pardon my interruption, my King. The South Gates are now being compromised as we speak. We are need to send our raising troops" One of the right hand guards of David stated.
The King sighed and look at his Queen. Snow offered him an understanding smile and said "Go, love. I will be fine, I'll keep Marcus safe" with that Charming kissed his new born's forehead and gave a passionate kiss on Snow's luscious lips.
Past Present
"Hello, Regina" Dorothea greeted to the woman who was arose from her slumber and added "I'm glad you could make it" she gave her a tight smile.
"Where am I?" Regina inquired, she is disoriented. She scanned the room, it's a cabin, she could tell from the wood interior. Dorothea 'borrowed' her for a while.
"You're in the woods, in a cabin actually" Dorothea supplied.
"How indecent cabin this is. Is this the cabin you asked me to sign for release?" She asked, irritation evident in her voice.
"Yes, well this indecent cabin, as you put it, is resided by me. For now at least, hopefully not permanently tho" Thea answered the older woman.
"I could tell" Curtly replied by Regina and added "What exactly am I here for, dear?"
With that Cora appeared from the back of the cabin. Looking regal as ever like she used too. Yet, there is something quite not right with the elder woman.
"Mother?" Regina can't believe what she is seeing, her mother died, she buried her.
"Oh yes, Cora is here too" The younger woman chimed "Say hello to your mother, Regina" Thea moved to Cora's side and circled one arm around the older woman's shoulder.
"Mother, you're alive" Regina said with surprise evident in her voice.
"She is!" Exclaimed by Dorothea in a mocking way.
"But.. But how?" A confused looking brunette asked.
"I resurrected her" The young lad stated plainly.
"You what?!" Exclaimed by Regina.
"You see, Regina. I am very powerful. Seems that my magic could grant anything I please and that includes resurrection of anyone's life that has been ended" Thea reasoned.
"You're evil!" Accused by Regina.
"Says the person who is longing for redemption" Dorothea deadpanned.
"I demand release!" Regina struggled from her seat, she is being hindered from her actions by a rope that was tied tightly on her wrist to the arm rest of the chair, same goes for her ankle that is tied the front legs of the chair that she is occupying.
"Demand all you want, my Queen. I shall release you when I wanted to. Which by the way, that wouldn't be the case at the moment"
"Dorothea" Cora weakly called the young lad.
"What?" She asked with dismay, hating to be interupted.
"Maybe we could have tea and talk through this, surely we have lots to catch up" Cora suggested.
"I don't even like tea" Muttered by Dorothea showing no interest on Cora's suggestion.
"Dorothea" Cora said in a warning.
"If we must" Dorothea sighed.
The young lad snapped her fingers and a table appeared before them, decorated with high tea goods and some sweets. She sat between Cora and Regina and she started pouring tea for both women.
"You know each other?" Questioned Regina as Dorothea released her wrist.
"The cabin is protected with your magic, so don't think about using it" She warned and answered "No, yes. Sort of"
"Mother?" The brunette called the elder woman who seemed to be quite the whole time.
"I mentored her" Cora supplied.
"You what?!" Regina exclaimed, unbelieving her mother.
"Don't be surprise, Regina" Dorothea said.
"Dorothea here, seems to surpass her mentors. Am I mistaken, dear?" She stated while she gave the young lad a gentile squeezed on her shoulders.
"No, you are not mistaken Cora. I already surpass all of my mentors" She confirmed proudly.
"What is your motive? Why do you have to resurrect my mother?" The brunette inquired more wanting to wiped off that smug smile from Thea.
"I am wounded, Madame Mayor. A 'thank you' will suffice"
"You don't deserve to be thank of"
"Do you have anything to say to your mother?" Thea brushed of the topic. Regina just fell silent, she needed time to sink in the thought of Dorothea's ability and knowledge in magic is beyond her capabilities.
"How about you Cora? Any last words?" Thea asked her mentor.
"Last words? Wha-" Regina is now confused and her words left unspoken when Dorothea conjured a dagger and stabbed Cora straight through her heart. The older woman fell limp to the ground in pain and vanished in the thin air, painfully slow.
Regina gasped loudly as the scene unfolded before her. "Mother!" She exclaimed and added "You!" Pointed at Thea.
"Me? Why Regina? What about me?" She questioned like nothing happened and she smiled sweetly to the woman still tied on her seat who's eyes filled with tears and anger.
"I shall destroy your happiness, even if it's the last thing I do" Regina said in a voice laced with threat.
"And what? Is that supposed to make me grief, Regina? Let me make this clear for you. The only happiness I have is hatred and revenge, you'll need luck to destroy such thing" Dorothea stated in a matter of fact tone whilst picking up the dagger that was lying on the floor where Cora was.
They continued to stare with each other, furious browned eyes locked with cold chocolate ones.
"Then what do you want? What's the meaning of this? Do you want me to team up with you for your vengeance? That's not going to happen, I tell you"
"No, that's the last thing I could ever think of. What I need from you is to cast a simple spell. That's all"
"What spell?" Now Regina is curios.
"You shall know, as for now... I need Emma and the Charmings looking for you then you may cast the spell from there when they located you. Let's hope your absence would be known, and see whether you have importance for them.
Present Future
Being a part of the West and East Kingdoms has it's perks and grudges. One of the perks would be you could wear beautifully made dresses made from the finest material one could find in any land. One would be; wearing the said dress for long hours, sitting pretty with it, greet and bead one's farewell whilst smiling sweetly to everyone. By everyone means each and every single person that has royalty in their blood.
The East Kingdom celebrates the birth of their Savior, the White Knight. Emma chose to wear her armor suit which she reasoned as a practical and functional attire for the event. She then thought I like this armor she looked ravishing in it she would probably want this, heck she likes seeing me in any of my armor she finished her thought sadly.
The feast was exclusive for a few 'family' members of the East Kingdom. Emma didn't want to make a big deal out of it but her mother; Snow, the Queen clearly stated that a Princess' birthday should be celebrated. Which left Emma no room for arguments.
"What are you wearing?" Snow questioned.
"My armor suit" Emma replied in a matter of fact.
"I know what it is, but why are you wearing it?" Snow inquired confused.
"Why not?" Emma deadpanned.
"Why not? Emma, it's your birthday" Snow reasoned.
"And I shall wear whatever I please" Emma stated.
"Al'right Emma, as you wish" Agreed by the pixie cut brunette, who wouldn't want to argue with her daughter.
The ballroom was decorated with different sizes of balloons, as per request of the birthday celebrant, Emma Swan. Seems that the blonde didn't actually matured, on her defense she calls it; young at heart.
It really didn't ease the bachelors in the Enchanted Forest to woo the a White Knight, even when she got married to the former Evil Queen. Men linger around Emma's presence and Snow White begged her to be patient with them, but Snow seems to forget to beg another person who should be behaving as well...
"Keep your filthy paws off my mother" Dorothea barked to Lord Marco of the Land Polo who is now holding Emma shoulder quite aggressively.
"Or what Princess?" Questioned by the middle aged man.
"I shall show you no mercy" Thea sneered, her eyes were burning in passion.
The young Princess poof her mother away from the man and she raised her hand to control the mean Lord Marco. The young lady's movements were mimicked, so when she used her right hand and placed it above her heart, she clawed her hand like she was to remove her heart but as for Lord Marco, he taken out his own heart out of himself. He is now in pain, beads of sweat was forming on his forehead.
"Dorothea!" Emma warned.
"What?!" Thea thundered her answer.
"Stop that, this instance" Demanded by her mother.
"Or wha-" she did not get to finish her sentence when she was provoked of one of Lord Marco's brother who is a wizard. The wizard threw a fireball to her '"How dare you!" She sneered to the wizard's direction when she was hit by the fireball. The fireball didn't really do anything to harm the Princess, but it was absorbed by her.
"Looking for me?" Dorothea poof behind the wizard and asked smugly.
"Aaah!" The yelp of pain from the wizard echoed to the walls of the ballroom. Thea have strike the wizard with her electrifying hand that serves her as her sword leaving the wizard fall on the the hard cold floor of the ballroom. Pool of blood started to form on the lifeless body of the wizard.
"Regina Dorothea Swan-Mills" Emma fumed to her youngest child and added "To your chambers now" She commanded.
"But-" Thea was cut short.
"Now, Princess" Emma demanded her daughter with a very authoritative tone. "You shall not leave your chambers without my word, am I making myself clear?" The White Knight is beyond disappointed, it angered her that her daughter is capable of such thing.
"Crystal, clear" Thea muttered.
With that, the young lad went back to her chambers with radiating magic through her body. You could see that she is literally glowing from magic. She couldn't control her powers when she feels something strong in her, and that left her as a threat to anyone. It saddens her family.
Little did she know an unfortunate thing would happen to her, again. That's the reason of being the most powerful of all, you never know when your powers could go haywire. It's just a matter of self control and staying calm. Which she is having a hard time to accomplish, you couldn't blame the young lad. She's going under puberty, aren't teens in range during those times? Everything seems to make them mad in a split second.
Emma knew that the day that Regina had passed away, no one will guide their child through her magic. Regina was once the most powerful and wicked among them all, now that Dorothea replaced her mother's title, being conceived with light and dark magic, made a bigger responsibility to the young Princess and her mother, the White Knight.
"Regina, what am I going to do?" Emma silently asked her long gone wife and wondered to herself what could she do for her daughter.
BABIES: Was this dark and cloudy and angsty enough? And I do not have any reference on how does this 'royalties' goes or what should they do. Knights, Princess, Prince etc. I have no idea. So mistakes are all mine.
And yes, Henry here has super powers too.
Marco Polo? Baaahaha!