This ones a musical chapter.
Just a little something different, I hope you enjoy it.

R

(Twenty minutes before)

Emma had left her for a while.
Word had come in that Hook had been seen around looking suspicious.

Watcher was seated in her cell, again, playing with her device. Her new violin sat underneath her bed having been used previously, so much that her fingers hurt.

The sounds of heels on the tiled floor reached her ears and her hand halted in midair, half expecting Emma to come around the corner with a grilled cheese in hand.
She was met with a different face though; a new one...actually two new faces.

'This is what I've been waiting for! I'm glad I'm wearing pants today...'

"I'm assuming you're Cora and Regina?" she said lowering her arm and placing her device with the violin.

"You assume correct" the younger of the two stated moving closer to the cell, but still keeping at a distance.

Watcher moved to the bars and placed her eyes on the oldest of the two, who stopped in her tracks. The cocky smile that she had entered with falling from her face into one of shock and awe.

'An unusual reaction, not what I was expecting'

The other looked to the elder "Mother? Is something wrong?"

'So that's Cora'

"So you're Henry's mother then, Regina?" it was a statement rather than a question

"You've met my son?"

Watcher nodded "Sweet kid. He has natural born rhythm"

Regina gave her a look of disgust.

Cora fell to sit on the desk "It can't be"
this was said almost as a whisper.

Regina moved to her mother staring at her stricken face "What can't be mother? What is it?"

The stare the elder woman was giving her was freaking her out now.

"Not to be rude" Watcher said "But, this is really starting to get awkward-"

She opened the door next to her and stood in front of them "-And I have a dead line to keep"

She pulled out the gun Emma had given her to protect herself and squeezed the trigger, but wasn't surprised when it was thrown from her grasp and the bullet was frozen mid air and then dropped to the floor.

"That was either extremely stupid or mildly brave" Regina said through her teeth.

Watcher cracked a grin "I like to think I'm stupidly brave"

The situation seemed to have snapped Cora out of whatever state she had been in, but she didn't look angry, just upset.

(Music Start: David Guetta – Titanium)

Watcher made a bolt for the door, managing to duck underneath a fireball that made her fall on her butt.
Next thing she knew she was being thrown through a window out into the street, backward rolling like a tumble-weed and landing flat on her stomach.

A car screeched to a stop next to her, the driver got out and ran, as did everyone else. Hopefully someone went to get Emma and the others.

A puff of purple smoke made her jump to her feet and roll out of the way behind the car as another fireball scorched the cement where she'd been seconds before.
There was a puff of dark blue smoke next to her and she looked up into the face of Cora, she bolted in the other direction, another ball of fire barely missing her.
That blew up the car behind her.

"You should stop running. It'll be less painful that way" Regina called to her.

Watcher ducked around the corner of a shop breathing heavily.

She saw Mary-Margaret and Ruby running down the street towards her. They both narrowly avoided a flaming mass that was aimed at them

"Come out, come out, where ever you are! We haven't got all day!"

A look came over Watchers face and something in her demeanour changed.

'She wants the hard ball!'

She put her remote headphones on, chose a song and stepped out to greet the grinning Regina.

"You wanna play? Let's play! Watchers aren't magical by any means, but we can attain a talent which is akin to magic, crossed with science and technology!"

She walked further down the street as she explained this, removing her jacket to reveal a shimmering set of markings across her shoulders and upper, upper, arms that disappeared underneath the fabric of the strappy shirt she wore.
They almost seemed as if they were moving.

She set herself in a specific stance; feet apart, right knee bent in, right arm straight to match the straight leg and her left arm bent up toward her right shoulder.
Her stance.

The air shimmered around her.

She slid her left hand from her shoulder to her elbow.
This little movement only made Regina smirk with mirth, it was a seemingly innocent move, but if you were observing from behind, you would have seen the markings moving like magnets in the direction her hand did.

The markings solidified as they met her palm.

She pulled away and around in front of her holding a pole of some sort, something sharp and deadly appearing from behind her, rising from her other shoulder.
She swung the blade downwards and behind her, spinning in the process and as she did so, another blade appeared from her body and at the other end of the staff she held.

The staff turning out to be a four bladed dual ended scythe, its sharpness shining on the outside rather than the inside of the blades.
Each end also held a spear head, sharpened to match the blades and shone golden in the smoke shadowed light.
She finished in the same stance she'd begun with.

Regina's face paled noticeably, but she didn't waver "You think some pointy stick is going to scare me?"

It was at this point Watcher noticed that Cora was nowhere to be seen.

"It should bitch" she muttered.

She moved her weapon so she could advance on Regina, who matched her pace and held a fire ball at the ready.

When there were only a few meters between them, Regina let it fly and watched as the other diminished it with a blade.

She hit halt, but the young Watcher still advanced, spinning up the blades and spinning again with expert skill to attack, four blades moving at almost unseeable speeds in six different directions at once, or so it seemed.

It was really two moves, one up and one down, but it was enough to throw Regina and others that were watching.

In a puff of smoke Regina disappeared...and didn't reappear.

(End Music)

Her scenes still on high, Watcher jumped at the sound of Mary-Margaret calling her.

Watcher turned, raising her weapon, the edge settling close at Mary-Margaret's throat and the spear head near her jugular.

Ruby grabbed her from behind just in time and snarled at Watcher.

Mary-Margaret eyed the blade before letting her eyes fall on the person that held it, noticing that the girls pupils had dilated noticeably and her face held a deranged look.

"Watcher, it's me. Mary-Margaret"

Watcher sighed and they watched as her weapon seemed to slide under her skin, up her arm and settle on her back again.

Everyone breathed in relief and David and Emma made an appearance from behind Watcher, embracing and asking Mary-Margaret if she was alright.

"I'm fine! Really!"

Watcher turned to leave but was grabbed and pulled into a body, this persons arms holding her tight, cradling her as if she would break.

Mary-Margaret pulled away and held her face, staring into her eyes which had gone back to normal now.
She stared at Watcher hard, a worried expression dancing across her face and through her eyes.

Everyone watched on, David and his daughter sharing a look.

"You're staying at my place tonight. No buts!" Mary-Margaret said forcefully as Watcher went to argue, she pulled her back into her embrace and then led her back to the Loft.