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Chapter Two: Fear
'Thanks for trying Miss Swan.'
She feels the familiar flow of her magic as she speaks, purple mist surrounding her she arrives at the town line. She spares it a glance before turning to face the approaching threat with renewed determination. She had meant her parting words, she would not let them both die. Emma had been a casualty of her wrong doings from the moment she was born, though the words were never spoken it wasn't something the former queen wished to repeat. Emma Swan was not dying today. The Chernabog wanted the heart with the darkest potential, well here she was.
She sees the car approaching fast, tyres screeching as it weaves left to right in attempt to shake the beast off. The sound of the Chernabog's monstrous roar is nightmarish even at this distance. She stands, her feet rooted to the ground, ready to face the creatures impending attack. To her complete horror she sees the yellow bug disappear beneath its enormous wings. It's there in that moment she realises. She was never the intended target.
'Not her.' the words are clear in her mind as she steps forward.
She waves her arms above her head, screaming at the beast willing it to see her. Once was all it took, its head lifting to face her, amber gaze boring thought her. She had seen the darkest of magics during her reign as the evil queen but this creature had the power to truly strike fear into her darkend heart.
A fear that doesn't leave her, not as the car grinds to a halt, not as the beast sails through the air towards her. She moves at the last second, crouching to the ground as the Chernabog collides with the towns barrier. It disintegrates on impact showering her with the remnants of its dark magic. Rising she releases the breath she had been holding, relief flooding her at the sight of the yellow bug she makes her way forward.
What she sees leaves her terror stricken.
It's not the Chernabog that will forever plague her thoughts.
It's the sight of Emma Swan bloodied and broken.