Lithium (Once Upon a Time)

Chapter Eight: Shadows of an untold past

Regina: I poofed myself outside Hamlet's palace, a luxurious manor like building with four marble towers.

I gasped, intensely, not sure if I was ready to meet him after so many years without even thinking about him and our untold story.

What would be of me if I entered there? Hamlet was powerful, he knew magic, and his power came from a lot more than anger and revenge, it came from his broken soul.

I had no choice, I knew I needed to confront him. It was silly of me to think that I could dissuade him from his path of vengeance, but with another realm in stake, I had no other choice.

I stepped inside, opened the door to the parlor, where only shadows whispered around, a fireplace with burning flames didn't seem to be enough to warm that place, it was cold, so cold, that the magic of my bones chilled.

"Regina..." A rough voice whispered. "I thought I would lure you in..." He confessed, as he stared to a silver skull he had on his hands, while sitting in a comfy dark throne, with his eyes down.

I swallowed myself upon hearing his voice tone, my bones seemed to crumble into dust with fear. He was so alluring, dark, mysterious, hot and yet frightening. I forgot I was the Evil Queen when I was with him, I forgot I was a terrible villain because in my eyes his figure seemed more villainous than the queen with the devilish laughter.

"You didn't leave me no choice, after knowing what you've been doing." I responded, still shaking because of the fear. Damn, when did anyone make me shake so much?

"I'm happy to see you, it's been a long time." He said, with a sassy smirk and sarcasm clouding his speech, as he stepped closer, and closer, and the space between us evaporated, as my lungs shrunk with the cold of ice penetrating my blood and Hamlet's icy blue eyes touching my broken soul.

"Yes...It has been. And yet you haven't changed a bit." I said, with my voice trembling, but my eyes did not, as they gazed upon him, static and strong.

"I wish I could say the same for you..." He confessed, pulling a curl from my cheek and placing it behind my ear. "You know? I'm quite disappointed, Regina, I've heard you've gone soft."

"It's true that I'm not Evil anymore, but I wouldn't qualify it as soft..." I made myself certain of it.

"Pitty...But are you sure about that strength?" He asked, as he came near, near and near me, and our breaths melted into one. "You're shaking, Regina...And I think that's fear..."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, making myself stupid.

"Oh...Don't worry, I like it when you shake...I'm used to it...Don't you remember, Regina?..." He placed his hand on my cheek and I chilled, I gasped so strongly, my heart would explode at any moment.

"That was too many lifetimes ago to be remembered."

"But I remember it, as if it were yesterday, master..."

"So you see me as your teacher? After all these years? Good. Than that means you can still learn a very important lesson from me. Don't do this, casting the dark curse is a mistake, killing Ophelia won't give you what you want. You need to put the past behind you, find happiness in love, because revenge won't get you nowhere, I know it better than anyone."

He didn't look convinced, not even a bit...

"Oh Regina...You know I can't just let it go..."

"Your father died, and I get your uncle made your life terrible, but you can get over it. If I could, so can you!"

"Yes...But the point is...My uncle is not the one I want to punish the most."

"What?!" My jaw hit the floor. Everyone knew that prince Hamlet was blinded by revenge against his uncle, and now he wanted to hurt someone else?! Who could it be?! No...I said to myself...The other option was to awful to even be thought.

"If you don't want to hurt Claudius, than who do you want to hurt the most?" I asked, leaning forward, as he did the same.

"Don't you know by now?" He asked, leaning closer and closer, as his eyes looked like daggers piercing my heart. "It's you, Regina. You're the one who hurt me the most, and the one I'm going to destroy!"

I lost my voice as he said that, my bones shook, my head was hot numb and couldn't process those words.

"No..." I left it out of my mouth, as a tear fell from my eye.

"Yes." He shook his head, confirming his thought.

"And you think killing Ophelia is worth it? Erasing my memories, take me to another realm? I broke too many dark curses, casted or helped cast many others...You really think that stupid spell can hurt me? Than you're dumber than you look."

"Oh, Regina...But I am better, the student always surpasses the master. And you're right, the dark curse is to...fairytale like for my taste... No! What you deserve is a real tragedy of blood and tears! One that doesn't have a happy ending! I plan to rip your happiness apart, your Emma, your Henry, your Storybrooke, everything! Will be torn apart, and in the end, when all of your happiness is turned to ash, into nothing! You won't be afraid of me hurting you...You will ask not to be! And I'll gladly left you alive, trapped in your own sorrow and pain! Because that's what you get for doing what you've done!"

"No...I get that you're hurt because of what I did to you...My greatest sin...But I can't let you hurt innocent people..."

"Well then, you should think that before you took what you took from me! Enjoy the few moments you have left with your blondie, because they will be your last!"

Hamlet lifted his hand, and in hatred, he poofed himself from the palace, disappearing in thin air and leaving me with my heart on my hands, and the fear of what would be of Henry, Emma and Storybrooke. Of what would be of my happiness...