A/N: This is new one. I let you read it.
Prologue: Emma's Secret Talent
In the wonder of times, a adolescent lady named Emma Swan who was barely 19 years old in her senior year at Storybrooke High School. Everyone knew her as a nerdy because she was brilliant in her science and math. She was A plus student in her life since she moved into Storybrooke. In her life, she went through difficult phase of her life in the foster system. No one knew her background and they knew that Emma was a well-reserved person.
But most of all, to the students, faculty staff and townspeople were curious about the mysterious blonde adolescent lady in their town when she drove through the streets in her yellow bug. For her life, she has been solo for many years since her foster system then she ran away from the chaos and made her life on her own to search for a place to live and eat.
It paid her off for her life in few years in Boston when she was 16 years old, she found her lifesaver, Olivia Newborn who was her favorite librarian to take her in her house and took care of her until she was 18 and in her junior year. Emma loved to read books, it helped her to get brilliant through her school work and got good grades until she was 18 and decided to move to other town, Storybrooke and made her life there for few months. No one knew or asked her for her information.
But all of the chaos in her life, Emma remembered her good times in her childhood when she learned how to play guitar while she had her free time to relax. She knew many songs by her heart and always plays it every night. For her first time, she played her guitar in the small bar to collect money to live on her own and saved up to get her new car. That's how the blonde survived through her life.
Other thing was Emma knew her background for the years. She has been reborn through her age. She turned into a vampire when she was 18 in 2009 in Boston. In her blood line, she has been struggling with her identify after finding out that she turned into a vampire. She remained to be young forever. No curses, stakes, whether to kill her. She was very unique to herself and can't die at all with whether to kill her.
For instance, she had scars to prove through her life, she remembered that night when she walked on the street with her backpack full of the books, the gangsters came to beat her in the alley and it ended up that she killed several men in the alley. She had a long scar on her hipbone, healed itself and the men realized that she can't die. The blonde remained to be alive as a 19 years old and in senior year. She thought it would be not bad if she hid her background to the humans in Storybrooke.
In the present at Storybrooke High School, Emma had her classes to be done for her day as a high school student, wore her infamous red leather jacket, dark jeans with black leather boots. Everyone looked at her like a stranger on the street and she didn't care about her appearance. She looked more pale like white, her hair was golden blonde like a sun. Emma didn't show her real side of the background and knew it was dangerous for them to see who she is really herself.
She walked through the hallways while the school bell rang for school to be over. The students scattered to get their lockers to open for getting their homework and the faculty packed their briefcases before heading to home. Emma stood against the wall, watched them in the action for a while until the doors finally closed after the last person. The brunette adolescent lady, she had caramel eyes, red plump lips with a scar on top, and wore a business suit with her three inches heels. It was Regina Mills, a class president in Storybrooke High School and her parents were Cora Mills and Henry Mills, everyone knew them as a powerful couple.
Cora Mills passed away few years before Emma came in town. Henry Mills was a mayor of Storybrooke and remained to work as the mayor while Regina was in the school in her senior year. She was a child in her family. Most of the students liked her because she was generous to everyone, comforted them in a gentle touch and impacted them to find a goodness in them. She believed in them since she became new class president for Storybrooke High School.
Emma smiled at her when the brunette left school. The blonde knew that she have a crush on her since she first moved in the town. But she didn't want the brunette to know that she had feelings for her. She kept it as a secret. In the school building, it was quiet for her to hear the noises through the hallways and in the classrooms. Emma decided to walk into the music room, grabbed her guitar and played a song, "Haunted" by Kelly Clarkson. She sang her heart out by strumming on the guitar.
Louder, louder, the voices in my head
Whispers taunting, all the things you said
Faster the days go by and I'm still
Stuck in this moment of wanting you here
Time in the blink of an eye
You held my hand, you held me tight
Now you're gone and I'm still crying
Shocked, broken, I'm dying inside
The blonde looked away at the window, watched the rain pouring on the glass and had some thoughts about her memories for her worst. She kept playing on the guitar. The sounds of the guitar flowed in the haunting voice in the hallways. She sang on second verse.
Where are you? I need you
Don't leave me here on my own
Speak to me, be near me
I can't survive unless I know you're with me
Shadows linger only to my eye
I see you, I feel you, don't leave my side
It's not fair, just when I found my world
They took you, they broke you, they tore out your heart
Emma didn't hear the footsteps in the hallway, focused on her guitar chords and closed her eyes. In the hallway, Regina ran toward her locker near the music room, heard the sound of the guitar in the room and had her confused expression at the sounds. She followed the sounds toward the music room, found the blonde teenager sitting on the bench and playing the guitar. She kept herself to be hidden, watched her from the blonde's back and heard her voice to be beautiful but yet unique.
I miss you, you hurt me, you left with a smile
Mistaken, your sadness was hiding inside
Now all that's left are the pieces to find
The mystery you kept, the soul behind a guise
Where are you? I need you
Don't leave me here on my own
Speak to me, be near me
I can't survive unless I know you're with me
Regina wondered why the blonde stayed there in the music room at 4pm. She stood still to be hidden and listened to the entire song from the blonde's mouth. The sounds of the guitar kept reminding the brunette to remember about her childhood when her mother played the piano. It was similar but yet haunted.
Why did you go?
All these questions run through my mind
I wish I couldn't feel at all
Let me be numb, I'm starting to fall
Where are you? I need you
Don't leave me here on my own
Speak to me, be near me
I can't survive unless I know you're with me
Emma knew by her instincts. She knew somebody was there behind her and listened to the song she played on her guitar. She kept playing it for a while. But she won't reveal herself to someone. Regina was curious about the blonde's appearance but cannot tell by her slim figure sitting on the bench and wondered who she was.
(Where are you?)
Where are you? I need you
Don't leave me here on my own
Where are you?
(I can't survive unless I know you're with me)
You were smiling
You were smiling
You were smiling
Emma finished the song, put her guitar on the stand and stood still but didn't turn around. The brunette gaped in awe, left the music room and didn't know Emma was there in the whole time but wondered who she was in that music room. The blonde turned around to face her chaos but found a half of the figure that was there and left her in the music room alone. She collected her backpack and left the school building without being seen in the streets.
The day seemed haunted to both of them but it went okay. Storybrooke kept them on the ground for a while. Emma knew that she was hidden for good and kept hunting for blood to drink and survived through the day. She knew that it was not the time for her to reveal herself to everyone but she was afraid to face her fears. Until, she decided to keep it quiet for herself and went to sleep in the cabin for a while.
A/N: Should I continue?