Chapter 2 - Apparently I Look Like a Villain

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When I came to my head was pounding. I sat up, looking around dazed and confused, trying to remember what happened. I saw Emma and Mary Margaret lying nearby still unconscious. I'm startled to find two women standing over us staring daggers, one of them pointing a very large sword inches from my face, making me scramble back and bump into some debris.

"Who the fuck are you?" I asked, trying to get the pounding in my head to stop for five seconds so I could think and remember where the fuck I was and what the hell was happening.

The woman dressed in armor with the drawn sword pointed at me simply said that we had brought the wraith that killed their prince and we were going to answer for our crimes. I was still extremely confused, noticing the dilapidated ruins we were in, the clothes the two women were wearing, and how they looked very resemblant to the types of clothes in Henry's book. 

Henry... 

I stumbled over my words, still confused. "Wh- the wraith? We didn't- what are you talking about? Where are we?" I felt panic begin to rise in me as my heart began to race. I remembered Henry - my nephew - and that Mary Margaret was Snow White, my mom - Emma my twin sister and the Savior. We had been...

The woman in the armor simply answered that we were in their kingdom, we murdered their Prince, and we would answer for our crimes.

The Wraith, we had been trying to open a portal to banish the Wraith to the Enchanted Forest, a realm Regina said had been destroyed by the Dark Curse she cast over 28 years prior. The hat hadn't been working but when Emma and I had touched Regina, the portal began to open...

Oh my goodness, I fell through the portal, we were in the Enchanted Forest, it wasn't a void of nothing like Regina had thought... Oh fuck. We were in another realm. Our home realm.

"You guys think that we brought the Wraith and killed your Prince? Really?" I asked them, completely flabbergasted. 

That's when the other woman, in a long purple dress and a cloak-shawl thing, said that of course that's what they believed just look at me, I looked like a villain that would summon such a demon. 

I remembered that I had put on a dramatic eyeliner wing and was wearing all black with my black leather jacket and black boots - and with my black and white hair... - she was absolutely stereotyping me based on my appearance. Still dazed and a little confused I quipped back without thinking "Okay, ow, that's a little stereotypical of you. Who are you again?"

The other woman in the armor flashed a look to the pretty girl who had just spoken as if in warning to keep her mouth shut before turning back to me and simply stating that they were our captors and we were coming with them. I looked around desperately for some form of help but Snow and Emma were just beginning to come around - and I wondered then how they had come through the portal. With a sword pointed at me and being outnumbered when it came to conscious assistance, I didn't fight against the armored woman as she hauled me to my feet and bound my hands with rope in front of me before moving on to Snow and Emma before they had fully awoken. They're hauled to their feet and we're marched off through the ruins of what could only be a palace or castle. 

I try to tell them again that we didn't summon the Wraith to kill their Prince, that we're innocent and they're holding us as prisoners was completely unnecessary. I then asked where they were taking us but they wouldn't say. Snow told me to be quiet and stop talking so I did. 

They walked over to horses and tied us behind them, Snow and Emma behind the woman in armor, me behind the girl who called me a fucking villain - I wasn't sure if I should be offended or flattered. 

Emma was all bug eyes as she took everything in around us and we tried to keep up behind the women on the horses, while I was filled with excitement. Looking at Snow I could tell she was calculating our next move and I was prepared to follow her lead the moment she made a move, so the fear I knew I should probably be feeling was replaced with pure unadulterated excitement. 

Although I could tell the land was beaten up by the Dark Curse, it was still beautiful. It was still hard to believe that this was where I was really from, this place untouched by industrialization and pollution. It was so easy to breathe, to walk, and mostly keep up behind the horses. I had the urge to run, climb, swim, just do something with my body - it felt like I could do far more than I could back in our other realm (?). 

Luckily it only took a few hours to get to where we were going, and it wasn't a bad trek all things considered. When we got to the peninsula that led to a little island in the middle of the water Snow spoke up finally and asked what this place was, to which the girl in the armor only responded with "Home."

When we walked into "home" the whole place looked like a castaway village, the people resembling refugees from a war zone, their clothes simple. Emma spoke my thoughts about the people being like refugees, which caused the woman in the armor to shoot back that they were survivors.

Snow made her move then and tried to help us escape, kneeing the girl in the dress and shouting at us to run. Hands bound and the ground uneven we made a run for it as everyone stared at us. I heard Mary Margaret - mom, Snow, ugh this was so hard - cry out and turned to see that she had been knocked out, lying face down in the dirt.  Emma turned and ran back toward her calling out her name while I was tripped by one of the bystanders. 

The woman in the armor ordered that we all be thrown in the "pit" and Emma and I were hauled to our feet while Mary Margaret was dragged, still unconscious from whatever the woman in the armor had done to her. The men tossed us in but didn't care for Mary's safety as they tossed her in, her head hitting the stone floor. Emma and I both knelt at her side and rolled her over, trying to get her to wake up and make sure she was okay. 

That's when a woman stepped out of the shadows and claimed to be a friend - Cora. I got the tinglies again and racked my brain for who Cora was in the storybook. I had a feeling she was bad news but I couldn't quite place her...

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