Fairytale Land

The strangers landed with an ungraceful roll that seemed more like a tumble. The briefest of sounds of horses wailing as the tree's closed up was the final sounds of the forest taking yet another victim in it's sinister onslaught. How many has it taken already? Millions.

The second stranger stood to their feet and turned to the forest - to the exit that had been there only seconds ago. A brief encounter with death really does take it's toll. A quick cross symbol was made over their body for the beasts that had helped them to freedom. That had given their lives so that they may live.

"Off with the Queens head!"

The second stranger snapped around to find their counterpart in the line of fire of soldiers weilding bows and arrows. Reaching out to the stranger they called, "Regina!"

The stranger's hand reached out for Regina landing on top of the womans shoulder as the witch went up in a puff of purple smoke. It was black pitch black and it was surprisingly peaceful when it came to something like this. Travelling like this was always peaceful...emotionless. A split second later they re-appeared out front of Regina's castle.

Regina laughed.

The brown haired stranger turned to Regina and shook their head but laughed along with her. "Do you still have it?" She asked.

Regina held up the small vile that too many would look empty but to those who knew what was inside knew otherwise. "Safe and sound as always." Her tone was regal and so was her stance as she turned and waltzed away with the stranger tagging along behind her, "You should know not to doubt me."

The stranger huffed but gave a small chuckle, "Don't doubt you Regina just think your a little whacked is all."

"Your Majesty."

"Uh Katya would you kindly place this in my store room. The store room and make sure you don't drop it, it is very precious or so she says." Regina handed over the 'look like' empty vile to the knight dressed in black armor.

Katya took the vile and gave it a look over before looking back towards Regina. "Your Majesty?"

"Hmm? Yes darling?" Regina asked as she turned towards Katya.

"It's empty." She said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Oh yeah I can see she's bright." The second stranger clicked their tongue and snapped their fingers, "Genius."

Katya growled lightly and placed her hand on her sword by her hip.

The second strangers eyes glinted with amusement, "Don't test me Miss Black, it'll be a battle you will sorely lose."

"Trust me dear. Now go place it in the store room." Regina waved her personal guard away before turning back to the brown haired woman still standing in the room - eyes following after her personal guard. "Why do you antagonize her?"

"Because she's so easy," the second stranger turned to Regina with a smirk.

Regina smirked seductively and she swayed towards the stranger. "Why do we need that vile? How will it help us in this new world?"

"That's for me too know. But it will come off use."

"Tell me dear how it wil-"

The second stranger grabbed hold of Regina's wrist before it could reach her chest, "Do not tempt me Regina it doesn't work. I don't feel arousal or anything it won't work."

"Right how could I forget." Regina rolled her eyes and moved away, "I pray your right that this vile is indeed useful."

"More so than you may imagine." It was barely a whisper in the air and it went unheard.

"Your Majesty?" Katya interuppted as she appeared at the door.

"Yes?"

"We have word that Snow White is pregnant with Charming's child."

"Perhaps we should send them a congratulations or a fruit basket." The stranger shrugged her shoulders with a chuckle as she propped herself up onto the dining table and took and apple from the center piece in the middle of the large table.

Regina smirked and turned to Katya, "That's an excellent idea by all means send them a present to congratulate them."

Katya smirked for a second but slipped back to her serious self. "If this child is in fact the White Knight I can deal with her."

"Perhaps," Regina spoke stepping up to the woman and reaching for her cheek, stroking the smooth white skin with the back of her hand. "But I will not risk you encroaching on their territory. Not now, not when I have a plan in motion."

"And if it fails your Majesty?" Katya asked bluntly.

"It won't." Regina dropped her hand and spun on her heels, "If it does however. I count on you to do whatever it takes to make sure the White Knight doesn't see the light of day."

Katya bowed slightly, "Of course your Majesty."

Regina waved her hand. "Send Snow White and Charming a fruit basket."

The stranger snorted her laughter. "Poison or no poison?"

"None. Snow will get the message anyhow and I doubt they will eat from it."

"Don't blame them." The stranger snorted her laughter once again.

Katya bowed once again before pivoting and stepping out of the room, disappearing from the room once again.

"You know as well as I do the feud between the Black and White Knight. This is not something to be taken lightly Regina."

"I'm not taking it lightly. I have a plan. This curse will prevent Katya from being hurt. This curse will be my happily ever after and Snow White will lose her once and for all." Regina said smoothly and calmly as if trying to convince herself.

"Your in way over your head Regina."

Storybrooke

Regina sat at a booth newspaper in hand, coffee and a muffin in front of her. She could feel Emma's eyes on her from the stool at the bench of the diner. She was ingnoring the blonde the best she could, she had been ignoring the blonde woman for the past twenty minutes and now it was beginning to grate of her nerves. She knew exactly why the blonde was staring at her and it had all to do with the woman and the man sitting in the booth on the other side of diner talking to one another.

Regina sighed and looked up from her paper to face Emma who was staring at her. Upon contact with their eyes Emma nodded in the direction of the couple. With a sigh of resignation Regina looked back down to her paper but instead of reading she had zoned in on the conversation and as if Emma knew this the woman turned away from her and went back to her own paper, hot chocolate and bear claw.

"So your a fairytale character? And Rumplestiltskin is your father?" Tamara asked with disbelief or what people if they weren't listening for the underlying tone would believe was disbelief.

"You don't believe me."

"I believe you've had to many hits to the head."

Regina chuckled behind her paper. She might not like Tamara but she couldn't deny the woman had a little bit of attitude and she admired people with attitude. She continued to listen in on the conversation.

"N-"

"Look I get you may believe your one of these fairytale characters and all but seriously even if you are don't you think you should lay something like this on somebody who isn't a little more slowly? Work them up to it?" Tamara asked as she looked over her coffee cup to the woman behind the newspaper.

"What would you say if I could prove it?" Neal asked as if pushing the woman to believe.

Tamara looked towards Neal. "I'd say I'd love to see it."

Neal nodded. "Emma can do magic and so can Regina."

Tamara scoffed. "And it comes back down to Emma. Emma this. Emma that. You sure your not still in love with that woman?"

Regina looked over towards Emma from behind her paper. To see the woman more invested in the breakfast before her then the conversation going on about her. Was Neal still in love with her? Would that mean he'd spend more time with Henry? Did Emma still love him? Regina turned back to her paper and focused once again on the conversation happening in the booth across the diner.

"So then let me ask, were would one find magic in Storybrooke? Other then inside someone of course." Tamara spoke with utmost curiousity as she leaned over the table looking pointedly at Neal.

"In the well, in the Enchanted Fores-"

Regina shivered and cold spell falling over her and shooting down to the base of her spine and continuing outwards. She looked up from her paper as a figure slid into the seat across from her. Dark brown hair dressed in a white button down dress shirt, black cargo jacket and jeans. She would recognize that face anywhere. Absolutely anywhere. Where has she been through everything? For over twenty-eight years. Better yet Regina, what is she doing back here?

"Good to see you again Regina. Been a long time. Too long."

TBC