Part 13: Zelena's Pov

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   I expected to be treated badly, but this was just ridiculous. A dark, dank cell that was no better than prison was most definitely worse than death. "Welcome Home Sis." There was an undeniable amount of sarcasm in Regina's voice. She was obviously more than happy to let me rot in here for eternity.

   "You can't leave me here forever Regina. I'm having this baby whether you like it or not and we both know that our dear Robin Hood won't allow you to kill the mother of his child." My sister so desperately wanted to hurt me; something I could tell by merely looking at the expression on her face.

   "Oh, but you're forgetting, Robin's already chosen me over you Zelena. The only thing he wants from you is the safe delivery of the child that you're growing in there." Her disdain was clear. I figured I'd let her believe what she wanted since I knew what awaited me. Gold had already assured me that I would get my happy ending.

   "Don't underestimate me Regina." I swore she would have gone for me were it not for the baby and the fact that The Saviour felt the need to intervene and stop her.

   "No Zelena, You shouldn't underestimate us!" Emma finally spoke an it seemed that she and Regina were now an 'us'.

   "Us? Don't tell me The Evil Queen and The Saviour are besties now? Do you have sleepovers and braid each others harir?" The sass just spewed out of my mouth like word vomit and I was powerless to stop it. What could I say? It was a reflex.

   The patronising tone of my voice obviously got to them. "Us; as in all of us. The Heroes." Regina fought back. She might class herself as a hero now, but we'd soon see about that.

   "Like it matters. Don't you know by now... Wicked always Wins!" I grinned, making sure they both saw it.

   I kind of felt sorry for my sister; she had no idea what was coming. I would give anything to see the look on her face.when I take from her the life I deserve; the life I should have had from the start.


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