Evil Awakened (Dare to love #2) (OUAT fanfic)

Chapter 6 (Emma)

Emma/the evil queens castle
Like the rest of the castle, the dungeon is dark and cold, only more dark and more cold. Pitiful screams, angry shouts and cries of help can be heard from the cells as I pass. Some prisoners are tied up to the wall, suspended by their hands, most with a cuff and chain around their wrist allowing them to sit. Most of my prisoners are my parents soldiers, although they don't have to be my prisoner. I've given them a choice, all of them, they can either rot in the dungeons or swear allegiance to me. They all preferred death and loneliness over betraying their king and Queen. Well, they will learn, soon, they will all learn and pay the price.

That kingdom is becoming divided, it has ever since Killian was killed but in the next few days it will be more noticeable than ever. When my parents secret gets out to the public the divide will only grow. Civil war is brewing their but little do my parents know that's not the only thing I have planned for them.

Something far worse than war is coming and everyone should be afraid...

"I-Emma, I remember when you were a little girl, happy you were, running round the field with your parents, picking flowers, what happened to that little girl? What happened to you?" A voice says from one of the cells, smirking to myself I look at the cell from where the voice came and their sits Sir Jonathan. He's old, probably one of the oldest knights Snow and Charming ever employed. He's grey, he's weak, he won't last long. He's getting weaker by the day, even faster now because I took his food rations away. It won't be long till he's on my side and even if he doesn't however I have another prisoner who will do what I want.

This prisoner refused a deal I offered him, he 'doesn't make deals with your kind' so I took his one chance at survival away. However I still come to visit my little guest and give him, well, pain. That corrupt old man will pay for what he did. He's the reason my powers got out of control, he's the reason I felt lost and alone for so many years.

"King George," I say in a taunting voice, rounding the corner and walking through the cell which the guards open for me.

"My lady," they both say, bowing. Good, they know their place. Way below me, way, way below.

"Aww Georgie why aren't you talking to me?" I pout, kneeling down infront of him "Is someone mad at me for conjuring up that vision yesterday?" I taunt but my voice quickly grows serious. "Well you deserved it,"

"Go away," he murmurs, tuning his head to the side so he doesn't have to look at me. Laughing slightly, I place my fingers under is chin and turn his head harshly towards me. He flinches slightly at the coolness of my hands making me laugh more.

"A true king, a brave king," I start, wearing a smile on my face, "Always looks their enemy in the eye, you coward," I say, emphasising 'coward'. At this he just growls, looking at me as if to say 'get to the point'. "Do you know what this is?" I ask, showing him the box I'm holding, "And more importantly do you know what it contains?" For a few seconds he looks at it blankly, no recognition coming to mind. "I thought not," I smile, "If you did you'd be far more afraid and rightly so really,"

"What is it?" He spits, rattling the chains that bound his wrists. I take my time deciding what to tell him, I lick my dry lips and look towards the stone floor and up again.

"It's hell," I smile, "This provides the worst pain anyone can feel," I inform, opening up the box with a click. The snake emerges from it, hissing wildly, but I quickly shit the box again. All I need is for George to be scared enough to do what I want, I don't actually need to use it on him, just make him think I will. However if I want to, or need to, I will.

"A snake?" He laughs, looking up at me with a smile, "A petty little snake can't provide the worst pain a human can feel and either way I'm not afraid of you because when you kill me I can finally be reunited with my son,"

Foolish, naive man.

"Oh no George, I'm afraid you don't understand," I smile, looking around his grubby little home. "This won't kill you, you will think you are dying but you won't be in any danger of death, not even near it. This snake will crawl up your ear and into your brain, making you scream. It will then find you worst memory and replay it over and over and over again. Some say this is worse than death y'know,"

"What do you want?" He asks, clearly irritated. At least he knows now I ain't bluffing.

"You know what I want," I smile, "You know exactly what I want you to do," at this he frowns and sighs, rolling his eyes to.

"You really are a pain in my backside," he growls but before he can say anymore, before I can use the snake on him, my brother waltzes through into the cell.

"What are you doing?" He asks, practically pulling me off George. As he walks me out he wears a frown on his face, clearly annoyed. Once we're out of earshot of George he stops and starts speaking again. "What are you doing? We need him alive! We need him willing to help us! And torturing him isn't going to do that!"

"Relax," I sigh, "I wasn't torturing him and besides he's agreed to help," I smile, making him smile briefly to. Briefly.

"Well you were going to, the snake of Camelot is missing, and appears to be in your hands,"

"Your no fun," I pout, making him laugh slightly. We have our differences but James is a far better brother than Neal ever was, I can have a good laugh with him. And James is great with Hope, he really looks after her, we're a family. Almost. If only Killian was here, then we would be complete. Poor babe will never know her father, she'll grow up without him. Another thing that breaks my heart because her father was a great man, he loved her right from the moment I told him I was expecting, I could see the love in his eyes the instant the news reached his ears.

Oh Killian.

"Well I support you torturing him, I actually came down to tell you something else," James smiles, glancing up at the ceiling. "The spell worked, their here,"