Hey guys!

Okay, so I finally finished this chapter! I've been busy lately. My cousin came on Saturday and surprised me! I was almost in tears :) She's my bestie! Plus, I've been sick last night and today. Allergies are horrible :(

This story is really starting to get scary. I'm so happy though. Lol no one guessed correct on who this mysterious villain is! It's not the wicked witch, I can assure you. This actually takes place after they (hopefully) defeat her.

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"So she never did come out? You're sure?" Emma asked.

Claire was very nervous, she didn't want Regina to be hurt. "I'm positive. I never saw her."

Emma put her hand to her forehead, "Great. Purple smoke, now we have a missing mayor. That's just great."

"And my son is missing!" Robin interrupted.

"And you're pregnant wife." Emma stated irritably. She rolled her eyes and started pacing again, "Where are we even going to start-" Her phone began to ring. It was Belle.

"Hello?" Emma answered.

"Emma. Come quick, to the library." She said briskly.

Emma hung up the phone and put it in her pocket, "Come on, Belle's found something at the library."

I woke up, laying on my side. My hands were bound with rope behind my back, my head lay on the cold, stone floor. I picked it up and it began throbbing. I winced from the pain, then sat up slowly, trying to steady myself with this big belly. I looked around the room the best I could. It was dark, no lighting at all. There was a distant smell of fish, I immediately got nauseous at that. I tried searching for something to cut the rope on, but there was nothing in the room, not even a chair.

I got to my knees then stood up onto my feet, looking around again. I took a few steps toward what seemed to be a wall, slowly and quietly. I didn't want to awaken anything, if there was anything. My head still throbbed, my daughter moved around nervously in my stomach. I hated knowing she was nervous, but I was too. I didn't even know what happened, all I remember was the fog. Then I was gone. I stepped on something that crunched a little, I leaned over to see what it was. I had to get really close to even try to see it, and I finally decided it was just a loose rock. I made it to the wall and ran my body over it, checking for any openings. I would just light a fire in my hand, but they were tied behind my back.

I kept walking sideways, checking every inch of the wall, then hit something. Something small and movable, something that whispered, "Ow." I was very shocked, surprised to say the least. I thought I was alone, "Hello?" I whispered back.

"Yeah?" The whisper said again.

"What is your name?" I asked, leaning down now.

"Mom?" He said, now in a voice I recognized.

"Roland?! Roland is that you?!"

"Yes! It's me! Mommy, I'm so happy you're here."

I leaned down and hugged the shadowy figure that I now knew was my son, "Roland…are you okay? Did whoever this is hurt you?"

I felt his curly hair brush against my face, he was shaking his head, "No. I don't think so. My head hurts." He said.

I nuzzled his hair under my chin, "Mine does too baby. I think it's whatever this person used on us."

"What do they want with us?" He whined.

I shook my head confusedly, "I don't know, Roland. I don't know."

"How are we going to get out?" He asked nervously.

I shook my head again and lay my hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down. "We'll get out, don't worry. I'm going to get us-"

Light flooded the room quickly, there were only a few dark spots in the whole area. I heard heels click against the hard floor, coming slowly towards us. I tried to look and see who or what it was, but all I could see was a woman's shadowy figure.

"Roland, dear, come with me." An enticing voice said.

I took Roland firmly by his upper arm, "He isn't going anywhere." I said sternly.

She raised her hand and it began to glow purple, "Really?" She asked coyly, then snapped her fingers.

I looked down at where Roland was, my hand was empty. He wasn't there.

"Now, do we want to rethink my abilities, dear Regina?" The voice said.

I became infuriated, "Who are you? What do you want with him? Take me instead."

An evil, maniacal laugh sent chills through the room, "You poor soul, I need you too."

"What? Why do you need…" My voice trailed off as I became lost in my thoughts.

The figure walked closer to me. I now saw how skinny she was with her dark, reddish hair. She laid her hand gently on my stomach, it sent chills up my spine and flames through my heart, hoping she wasn't doing something to this unborn child. "This," She paused, "Is why I need you. What, about four more months or so?" She asked curiously.

I tensed up, clenching my bound fists, "You're not harming her."

"Oh I am. I will harm her, and this one too. They'll be dead, Regina, and you can do nothing to stop me."

"What?! No!" I yelled.

She laughed again, "Yes, they'll be dead and I'll have my victory." She said. She turned and began to walk away with her hand gripped around Roland's arm, "Come now." She ordered.

My whole body began to shake, "You aren't taking him!" I shouted, trying to use magic to rip the ropes around my wrists.

She turned around briskly and put her hand up and threw me against the wall. "Better luck next time, Evil Queen." She said, then continued to walk out of the door.

I whimpered in pain, but not from hitting the wall. My heart felt like it was completely broken, after it had been mended by that boy and his father. The thought of him being taken made me infuriated again. I put all of my strength into it, and finally ripped the rope apart. I turned the palm of my hand up and lit the room with a hot fireball. I looked around the dungeon, it was quite large. There was a door at one end, that's where the woman walked out of. I backed up and drew my hand back with the fire glowing on top of it, then thrust it forward, letting it fly straight towards the door. It hit and bounced back, fleeting right towards me. I jumped out of the way just in time for it to soar right where my head just was. It hit the wall behind me and disintegrated.

I was now breathing heavy, I put one hand to my forehead and the other to my stomach. The baby was moving a lot, she was clearly scared. I rubbed my belly and sniffled, trying to calm us both down. "Baby mine, don't you cry," I sang, "Baby mine, dry your eyes Rest your head close to my heart Never to part, baby of mine." I finished and teared up, the woman's words played back in my head like a haunting echo. "I will harm her...". I couldn't take the words anymore. It was making me sadder and more infuriated with each minute.

"Sam, Jet, get in here." She demanded.

They glided in, "Yeah?" They said lazily.

"Hold the boy in a separate dungeon. His step-mother seems to be on his side way too much. This needs to be fixed, then the boy can go back."

"How are we going to fix that?" Jet asked. "We're going to destroy her. We're going to make her forget everything except her old, evil self. Make sure she doesn't forget the evil queen part, we have to make her remember that." She said.

Emma looked sternly at Belle, "Belle, what are you saying you found? There's nothing we've found..."

"I swear...I swear it was right here..." She replied, looking down at the floor.

"What was here?!" Robin yelled.

"I-I don't...I don't remember..." Belle replied, shaking her head confusedly.

Robin turned around with his hand on his forehead, he began to pace the floor nervously.

"Robin, it's okay. We'll find them." Emma said.

"Is it really okay, sheriff? Because I'm pretty sure you're not in my shoes. Nor have you ever been." He snapped back.

Emma looked at him with empathetic eyes, "I'm sorry, I haven't been in your shoes. I don't want to be, either. But the only way we're going to find them is to work together, and right now, we aren't doing so well at that."

Robin shook his head and put him forehead down into his palm, "I don't know how to work together anymore. Everything that I've worked for…it's all gone. They're both gone."

"I understand that, I know you want them back. This is the only way we can do that, though. We'll find them, I promise." She replied, laying her hand on his shoulder.

He nodded slowly, "Okay. What next?"

"We're going to get everyone on the look for them, we need to let the whole town know about this."

"How are we going to do that? Storybrooke's small but it's big enough that that'll take time-"

"I know how." Emma interrupted.

He looked at her confusedly, "And…?"

"ATTENTION EVERYONE!" Grumpy yelled as he walked into the diner.

They all turned to look at him with a curious eye, wondering what was going on now.

"There's a new villain in Storybrooke, we need your help to find two very special people." He explained.

"Who?" Someone shouted.

"Roland and Regina. They were taken earlier today, we don't know where they are or anything like that, but we need you all to be on the look-out." He paused, "If it's the same person that knocked me and my brothers out, be careful, because if you get close to her, she'll blow smoke on you and you'll black out. If you see something suspicious, just call Emma, don't confront anyone."

"Suspicious, like what?" A voice in the crowd shouted out.

He scanned the room to see who said that.

"Like what?" She repeated.

He found where the voice was coming from. She was a taller woman, brown hair, dark, violet eyes, "Like anything. Just, be aware." He said, finally.

The whole room became loud with hushing voices, people began to talk amongst themselves about this new scare.

The woman slowly and quietly picked her things up, then went to the door.

Grumpy saw her walk by, "Hey, why are you leaving?" He asked suspiciously.

"I can't leave?"

"Well…yeah I guess…"

"I'm going home, I've had my dinner." She replied.

He nodded as she walked away.

Emma got a call on her phone, she looked at it and saw that it was Tinkerbell. "Hello?" She answered.

"Emma, it's Tink. I've found something."

"What did you find?" Emma asked, suspicious and hoping that this isn't another thing like what happened with Belle.

"A shell."

"A shell? Really? Big deal-"

"No, not any ordinary shell, Emma. It glows."

"It glows? What's your point, Tink?" She asked, sounding a little snappy.

"The point is, it's magic."

Emma realized, now, the meaning behind this. "Alright, where?"

"By the cannery."

"Okay, we'll be there in a few minutes." Emma said, hanging up the phone. She grabbed her coat from her desk, "Come on, Robin. Tink said she found something."

He nodded and quickly rose to his feet, following her out of the door and into her car. They drove to the harbor and parked, then got out to meet Tinkerbell on the dock.

"It's right there." Tinkerbell pointed beside the dock.

Emma leaned down to one knee and studied it closely, "It's golden."

"Yeah, and it's glowing." Tink said.

"I guess I'm not seeing the significance?" Robin said, confused as to what was going on.

"It's magic." Emma replied.

"Oh…" Robin said, putting two and two together now.

Emma took a glove from her back pocket and put her over her hand. She gently picked the shell up, a string rose with it from the sand. She laid it in the palm of her hand and poked around at it, trying to see if she could tell anything else about it.

"Is there anything else to it?" Tink asked, leaning around her to see the shell.

"There's something engraved into it." She said. She squinted her eyes, trying to read the small word on the shell. "I found something, but I can't read what it says. It looks like a name."

"Who's name?" Robin asked.

The door flew open, I heard two pairs of feet coming through the door. I looked up and put my hand above my eyes, trying to see who this was. The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally they were standing only feet away from me.

"She said that you need to get some sleep." A man's voice said.

"And something to eat, here." Another said, putting down a tray of food.

I looked at what was on the tray, it had canned tuna on it and a piece of fish on a plate. "Fish?" I asked.

"It's not humane, we know." One said, looking at the other, "But that's all we can get right now."

I didn't care if it was humane. Fish was good, but still, fish? "I'm not eating this." I said.

"We don't care. We're trying to help." One said.

They didn't sound like they were actually trying to help. "Who are you?" I asked suspiciously.

"I'm Sam, this is Jet. We're assistants of the goddess."

"Of the goddess? Who is this goddess?"

They both laughed maniacally, "Do you really think we're going to tell you?" He paused, "Now, eat so you can sleep."

They walked out of the door, slamming it behind them. I lit the room with a fireball in my hand, looking at the food on the tray. I opened the can of tuna, the smell was so potent that I could hardly breathe. I took the fork from the tray and stuck it into the fish, "Well…hopefully this won't make me sick." I said quietly. I took a bite of the tuna, it was as gross as it smelled. I chewed a few times, then fell backwards onto the hard ground. I was out again.

"Hello, Regina." A familiar voice said.

"W-who are you?" I asked.

I looked around. I was sitting on a wooden dock. I looked down at my body, I was wearing black leather with a collar that rose up to my chin. My belly was flat again. I looked at my feet, I had black, leather heels to match my outfit.

"Who am I?" She laughed, "I think you should know."

"But I don't! I don't know who you are…"

"We've met before, Evil Queen." She replied coyly.

"I've met a lot of people in my lifetime, I'm sorry I don't remember each one. Apparently, you didn't make too much of an impression." I snapped. I rose to my feet and stuck my hand out, about to choke the woman.

She laughed and moved her hand, knocking me backwards against crates that were stacked. "Nice try. I'm more powerful than you, I always have been. You know this, Evil Queen. My name is…"

TO BE CONTINUED.

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WHO IS THIS GODDESS?! GAHHHH

It's driving me crazy and I know who it is! Lol

Any guesses?! Remember, it's NOT The wicked witch!

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