GUYS GUYS GUYS I'M IN LOVE WITH THIS CHAPTER! My amazing friend wrote the Regina/Robin scenes. She's seriously the best Regina I've ever RP'd with, and when I knew I was going to be doing this scene (angry Regina) I knew that I had to get her to write it.
So are you ready to find out who the mystery writer is?! Who is she you may ask?
Fanfic: mikaelaaleseouat
Instagram: evilregalouat and/or ouatevilregal
You should probably go thank her...:) She's a sweetie! All Regina/Robin scene credit goes to her. I wrote only the Henry pieces.
To my reviewers:
LilNewbornVamp: Oh just wait for it :P IT'S SO ANGSTY HERE! Mwahhahaha. Like I said...my friend wrote it...blame her! Lol. Jk don't blame her...I'm unfortunately the one who thought this sadness up. She just put it into amazing words :P
Sandra: Indeed she is...back and bitchier than ever! Whoop whoop :)
Lparrillaevilqueen: RIGHT! Gah.
evilregal01: I knowwww :'(
SoulSinger111: Right? It's so sad but it's one of those things where you want more :P lol
Guest: She lost her memory because when ursula tampered with the spell, it knocked her out. She hasn't "magically" lost her memory, it's like when you wake from a coma or something like that. Along those lines, more of. It's going to take more than magic to wake her up from this memory loss. So even true loves kiss is going to...well...I can't say too much ;)
Guest 2 (other language speaker): I would love to reply to your review but I can't. I simply don't know what it says. Please, for future reference, reply in English as that is the only language i know. Sorry.
ivorypink123: If you need a pick-me-up...go read my other story "The Missing Year" or "Week by Week". They're both fluffy c: hahaha.
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Enjoy!
G.
Robin looked at me as if I had gone positively mad. I'm suddenly hit with a horrible smell that was unlike anything I've ever encountered…forest. "Of course, you can't even have the decency to bath eat least." I hiss, gritting my teeth as I begin to walk down the forest pathway in a heated fury. He was truly revolting, making me hate him in every way I possibly could.
"Regina, listen to me." Robin pleaded with me as I stormed off in an angry huff, him following only steps behind.
My anger was reaching the point of no return. Spinning quickly on my heels, my nostrils flaring as my lip curled. "It's your Majesty." I snap with that cold, heartless tone everyone had grown to fear. A vile click of my tongue against my beautifully white teeth as I felt my whole being light on fire as if a burning blaze, "How dare you speak to me like that, you incompetent thief! Don't you know who I am?!" I seethe with such a dark and hatred bloodlust.
"Re- Your Majesty, if I may spe-" Robin began to say with a disheartened tone before I cut him off.
"No! You don't get to speak!" I snap viciously. "You think you can walk up to me and speak to me as if you have a right, you're nothing more than a worthless man who's wanted for stealing from me." My bright brown eyes had shifted a shade darker and went maniacally wide as I nearly ripped him to shreds with stinging, skin shredding and heart piercing words. My right hand flies upwards sending Robin high in the air and dangling him there.
"M'lady, please…" He struggled to speak and I simply laugh crudely as he struggles to breathe.
My veins coursing with fire of pure, heated anger, I begin to squeeze my fingers…choking the pathetic man they call "Robin Hood".
Grasping his throat as he began to flail, squirming and writhing for any gasp of air he could possibly find.
Something deep inside of my stomach kicks me hard, causing an excruciating amount of pain to rip from my stomach and up through my throat. Robin dropping instantly as I clutch my horribly enlarged bump, leaning forward and trying to breathe. I clench my teeth shut as the ripping pain continued as the life in my stomach kept kicking me violently. A rippling scream of utter pain left my vibrant red lips as I feel the pressure building inside of me…oh my gosh…it's a baby! I can't be having a baby.
Robin was quick to his feet already in my proximity as he moved closer to my nearly crumpled form. The pained expression written across his face. Wait, was he hurting because I was? No. It was probably because I just tried to kill him…that bastard.
"Re- Your Majesty, are you alright?" Robin asks, placing an arm on my shoulder apprehensively. I slap his hand away and twist it, ignoring the brutal, death defying pain. Robin was much more agile than I had anticipated, grabbing my wrist and pulling me against his chest. "I didn't want to have to do this, m'lady." He says calmly, though his breathing had grown heavier as his chest pushes against my back. His arm wrapped around my throat to keep me locked with him, being incredibly careful to not harm me or the thing growing inside of my stomach. Why did it feel almost okay?
I struggle against him. "You have no idea who you're dealing with." I hiss, raising my hand again and gripping him by the throat with magic. He let go almost instantaneously.
The baby stopped kicking, thank magic, allowing me to return to my evil moniker. Robin struggled in the air as he held his throat. I simply gave a devilish chuckle, "You're a fool to think you can defeat me, Robin Hood." I hiss, tightening my fingers into a fist to the point where they were turning white.
"That…" Robin began to choke, trying to speak, "Baby…is…'He coughed, I loosened my grip enough to where he could finish, still smiling devilishly victorious. "Ours." Robin finished with a raspier tone.
My pulse rushed as my heart leaped out of my chest. Bright brown eyes widening as my vibrant red lips part into a gasp. He's lying. He has to be lying…right? I drop him instantly a take a step back. "You're lying!" I snap, feeling threatened and tricked.
Robin crashed into the dirt and groaned in pain, rolling over on his back and wincing, "Why…would I lie about something…like that, your Majesty?" He asked through gritted teeth and a hissing tongue.
"Looks like mummy isn't here to protect you, little boy." Ursula taunts, only inches away from Roland's terrified face.
He looked as though he was about to cry, and Henry felt a lump of nervousness in his throat. He wanted to be able to help, but he had no way to. Even if he was a good swordfighter, he didn't have a sword. He didn't have magic…nothing. He felt defeated already, and the battle hadn't even truly begun. "Get away from him!" Henry shouts, simply out of not knowing what else to do.
Ursula whips her head around to the teen and narrows her eyes at him. Her teeth biting viciously at the inside of her lip, her jaw set to the right. "What did you just say?" She asks in a low, fearing tone.
Henry had to take a breath to regain his confidence. "Get…away…from him." He repeats, trying to sound as intimidating as he could. His mind was in his book, remembering the times he had seen his mother be intimidating to Snow White, or even to Charming or anyone else. He tried to mimic her, but he wasn't doing a very good job of it.
Ursula lets out a booming laugh, making the young boys' ears ring as the noise echoes throughout the cave, "Oh…so intimidating. Maybe you should've taken more lessons from your mummy before you tried to take her job. But it's too late for that now, she doesn't remember who she is. She doesn't remember that baby's father, and she's probably planning on getting rid of your little sister." She says in a low, demeaning voice.
Roland whimpered and Henry looked over at him with comforting eyes, "Don't believe her, Roland. She's lying." Henry says sternly, trying to soothe his younger brother from a distance.
"Am I?" Ursula asks innocently.
"Yes." Henry bites back, narrowing his eyes in on her. He stands up from the rock and tries to go after her with her bare hands, failing miserably as she simply pushes him back with a flick of her hand. He flies into the rock wall behind them with a thud, almost knocking him unconscious.
"Henry!" Roland shouts, nervous for his big brother.
"Bah! You won't be able to run from me now. You have nowhere to go and no one to help you, little one." Ursula taunts on further. She rubs her hands together and a beaming smile appears on her face, "You're going to be mine."
Feeling the anger come rising up from the depths of my soul, my lip curls and nostrils flare. "Enough!" I snap, not understanding what to believe.
He begins to stir from his position as he stands up and stares at me, a deep look of pain washing over him. Why haven't I killed him already? Something keeps telling me not to…but what? I let out a huff of heated anger before spinning on my heels and walking towards my castle.
"Your majesty, wait!" Robin called out, running after me.
"Haven't you learned your lesson, you imp?! I snarl viciously.
Robin caught up with me and continued to babble about something…I drowned him out until I heard, "I love you." He stated breathlessly, catching me completely off guard, stopping me dead in my tracks as my heart pounded in my chest.
"What did you just say?" I ask sincerely but with a bite of irritation.
"Regina, you are my heart and soul. I love you with every ounce of my being." Robin replied, his dazzling blue eyes watering as he meant every word that left his lips. I stood there shocked, eyes wide and mouth open. He's playing you, that's all that ran through my head. No, it couldn't be, could it? Something in me just clicked into place. "Robin?" I ask with my demeanor changing, shoulders relaxing and my face softening. Tears filled my bright brown, hazy eyes.
"Robin looked at me, "Regina, you remember?"
I nod with a small smile, "I do." He couldn't have smiled any wider or I feared he would have practically burst. I rushed for him as he rushed for me being careful for the baby as we embrace one another. Lips-locking and smashing together for a searing kiss. The bride of my nose hitting his as our faces were pressed together, there was no breathing room. I pulled away taking a huge gasp of air as our breathing became in rhythm – hot and heavy. "Robin, I may have something that can stop Ursula." I say, finally finding the words to speak. Letting go of him momentarily before I grab his hand and pull him toward the castle. But wait, I have magic…but this might affect the baby. I couldn't have that, now could I?
"What is it?" Robin states as he sees me contemplating this scenario in my head.
"Nothing." I reply quickly before moving forward, once again heading toward the castle.
Henry slowly peels himself off of the wall, his eyes getting heavy from the large impact he had just felt. His pupils were trying to stop dilating as the light from the end of the cave was hitting them hard. He was trying to focus on Ursula, but it looked as though there were two of her. He felt dizzy and sick to his stomach, not knowing what to do. She was obviously stronger, and she had magic. Henry felt pretty defeated in the situation, and he felt like a letdown to Roland because his big brother couldn't protect him.
We reached the Dark castle – my home away from home. I swing the doors open with a simple wave of my hands. I smiled at this, I forgot how much I had missed this…this power. Robin just walked right beside me, taking in everything. "You look shaken up, dear. Is everything alright?" I ask, tilting my head with a slightly un-amused tone, but still caring.
"I just forgot how incredibly powerful you were- are…in the Enchanted Forest." He replies, shrugging his shoulders.
A smirk appears on my face, "Yes, well, fear is quite an effective tool." I reply, walking down long black corridors. I stop mid-stride as the baby kicks hard once again, nearly bringing me to my knees. Clutching my stomach as I lean forward, breathing hard and trying not to cry.
"Regina my dear, are you alright?" Robin asks.
"I'm fine, it's just the baby." I reply, letting the nauseous feeling pass and beginning to walk again. "It's just around…" My words trailing off before I stop dead in my tracks...Robin nearly bumping into me. The door is closed, it shouldn't be closed.
His eyes scanning the door and immediately knowing it's a trap. "Your majesty, wait. It's a trap." Robin says with a strict and informative tone.
I roll my eyes stepping forward and extending my right hand to reach for the doorknob. Being quick to react, he already had the arrow right against the quiver and let go aiming it at the door. The arrow whizzing by my head as the door lights up in flames. My eyes widening as a small gasp escapes me. My first reaction being anger, I spin my head to look at him. "That arrow almost took off my head!" I snap viciously.
"And that door almost took off your arm. Where I'm from, a simple thank you would suffice." He replies curtly.
"Where you come from, people bathe in rivers and use pinecones for money." I retort mocking in a cold tone, looking disgusted before I walk through the door. Robin looked at me slightly puzzled, but shook it off. Hormones, he thought.
Walking through the door into another room, there sat a beautiful dark vanity. Striding across the floor, my heels clicking with each step I took. I sit down and begin moving through things. "Regina, what are you doing?" Robin asks, walking up behind me with a slightly concerned face.
"Oh relax, thief, I'm not making another sleeping potion if that's what you think." I reply back sarcastically with a sassy bite.
Walking beside me he turns my face to look at him with his index finger under my chin, raising it up to look at him before he leans down and kisses me with strong passion. Slightly surprised before I return it, bringing my right hand to cup his cheek. "What was that for?" I ask after a moment.
"I just needed you to know how much I love you." Robin replies sincerely.
I smiled, brushing my thumb over his cheek. "I love you too." I reply softly. I rummage through a few things looking for something. Robin stood there, his hands clasped together in a patient manner, legs shoulder width apart and a watching expression. I huff in frustration, standing up and walking around the seat. "It's not here!" I snap out loud.
"What isn't?" He asks, now moving over to where I am. Within a split second of his movement I shoot my hand down to his feet, freezing him there. Stuck…he's stuck.
Ursula thrusts her hands forward towards the brown, curly haired boy who was still in tears. "Hush, you." She demands, no sympathy or warmth in her booming voice whatsoever. He falls backwards off of the rock and hits his small head. "That's what you get for running out of my last plan. For getting me in trouble…my sister in trouble." She booms.
Henry gave a confused expression, "Your sister? Who's your sister?" He asks, somewhat childishly.
She gives a loud laugh, though Henry didn't really think he had amused her that much. "Your grandmother. I guess you can call me…Auntie Ursula."
"Snow White didn't have a sister…" Henry replies.
"Your adopted side of the family." She growls. "Bah!" She grunts, "I thought you were the smart one out of that Charming family. Apparently…not." She adds with a slight pout, her eyebrow raised as her bottom lip is pushed out. Looking at him with such a fake sympathy that he felt as though he were invisible. "But look at you? You stayed with Regina, and you got yourself in trouble."
"My mom doesn't get us in trouble. Her idiot family members do." Henry bites back.
"Oh?" Ursula says, now studying him again. "There's your mother coming out in you. I always knew you were like the Evil Queen in some ways, but I always just leaned more towards the queen part." She taunts. Her necklace glows and shimmers each time she moved closer to the end of the cave, Henry was noticing this more and more.
He watched the shell around her neck intensely before he finally decided to just change the subject, "What is that shell for?"
"Do you really think I'm going to tell you?" She asks in a demeaning tone.
Henry shrugs and lifts his eyebrows, sticking his lower lip out. He crosses his arms over one another, "Just asking." He replies.
He got exactly what he wanted, though. She moved when she spoke, and when she moved toward the end, her light in the shell dimmed more. Exactly what he had thought, the magic in her shell was letting them not get out. It would weaken when she got closer to it, just as the protection spell would weaken. He knew what he had to do now, he had to grab the shell off of her neck and take Roland out of there. He had to go find his parents…wherever they may be.
I smile wickedly evil as I chuckle slightly, "You are too easy, my dear." I hiss returning to that cold, heartless, mean, malicious tone. My hands resting at my hips, "Did you really think I would just remember the man who slept with me? Cursing me with this…" I state a little harsher as I look down at the unborn child.
Robin's eyes widened. No…no…this isn't happening…"Regina-"
"That's a bit informal, don't you think? It's your majesty." I correct, holding my head up high. "The only reason I kept you, Prince of Thieves, is because you have something that will help me." I coo sarcastically sassy. I begin to circle him, watching his every move with piercing, bloodlust eyes.
"And what would that be?" He asks, gritting his teeth as he suddenly brings an arrow out aiming at me. "I never miss." He states.
My hand rises up, gripping his throat with pure, dark magic.
"Please…" He struggles, "Your Majesty, don't make me shoot you."
I laugh throwing my head back, waving my hand side-to-side. His arrow appearing in my hand, "The arrow never misses it's target…and I'm changing the target." I reply with an icy, chilling tone, walking out of the room with a devilish smile on my face.
WHAT HOW NO!? Seriously when Mikaela sent me that...I was like...:O with a hint of tears. It broke my heart. Lol.
So how'd you like my mystery writer? It was actually really a blast seeing her portray her like this. I mean I RP with her literally every day...but she's just a good, evil Regina! Lol.
So shall we give her a round of applause? I think we shall! If you'd like to personally thank her via Instagram, go do it! I posted her username above the "To my reviewers" piece. She's a very good writer and I'm very glad that I asked her to do this :) She's also going to be appearing in my other story called, "The Missing Year"...(Which you need to read if you haven't already :O )
I HAVE A CHALLENGE FOR Y'ALL! I want you to give me your absolute favorite line from this chapter. Whether it's a more comedic one, a sad, a happy...anything. I just want you to copy and paste it into the review and WHY you love that so much. THIS IS HOW I WRITE MY STORIES! I base them off of what you want to see. If I don't get feedback...I simply don't write them any longer. Which would break my wittle heart.
So please, accept my challenge! It's better than asking you to do 50 sit ups! or even 2 sit ups! Lololol.
Thank you for reading!
Much love,
G.