Lithium (Once Upon a Time)

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Queen is dead!

Storybrooke, 28th December 2012....

Emma: I called Mary Margaret but she didn't pick up, then David, but he didn't reply as well and that was when I started worrying.

I then called Neal and asked him to stay with Henry until I solved the new crisis. He agreed, always wanting any excuse to spend some more time with his son.

I didn't know where to find them and was worried they'd already done what Gold told me.

No, they couldn't! I kept thinking. But the heroes I thought they were, they never were.... I couldn't believe they threw me in a wardrobe, cursed me to loneliness all my life, just so I wouldn't find my true love, their biggest enemy!

I couldn't forgive them, all I felt was anger building up and that flaming feeling only needed something as tragic as them hurting Regina for me to explode.

I really hoped they wouldn't. I'd never forgive them for giving me up and the lies they made up about giving me my "best chance". No, they gave themselves their best chance! Worst of all would be them destroying my chance at love, completely!

I ran to the woods, maybe they were there. I remembered talking with Mary Margaret, earlier, she said she was going to practice bow and arrow. I just hoped the arrows wouldn't be aimed for Regina.

As I arrived to the woods, with my heart bumping from my chest and sweat covering my all face, I finally saw my parents in a very compromising position.

My jaw hit the floor, eyes widened so much they could be expelled. I couldn't believe what I saw. The couple was staring in the ground, holding my queen's sleepy body.

"No... I was too late... Hey! What did you do to her?!" I yelled showing them my furious side. I always had a temper, even back in my foster home days, and the thing I hated the most was being betrayed.

"She was already like this when we found her!" Mary Margaret promised. What a bitch! She should choose something better to cover her tracks.

"Regina, babe? Regina, please wake up!" I screamed at my beloved queen's body. Oh, she was so peacefully asleep, so numb, hollow, empty. I couldn't feel her breath, as I did when she exhaled sharply, seduced by my presence. I couldn't feel the warmth of her arms, her cheeks, her perfect thick lips against mine. "Regina, no!" I kept screaming, as tears fell from my eyes and my all face shacked in panic. "No, please, come back, come back!" I begged, but the hollow queen didn't answer me, for she was caught in the sleep of death. "No!" I screamed with all my lungs and the birds in the forest flew away, scared and in agony. I pressed my lips against hers, hoping they'd wake her up. But the honey from my small petals couldn't bring her back. "You did this!" I accused them, with my lips jointed in a hard line, my eyes covered by two crimson lines under them. The green once sparked in them, but now it was colder than ice, touched by the frosty kiss of Death, of grief and loss.

"Emma, she was already like this when we found her, I promise." Mary Margaret promised and I swore I could rip her heart out in that instant.

"You are monsters! Do you really expect me to believe you?! I found out about what you did! You threw me in that wardrobe to separate me from her and now... you killed her. Oh my God..." I mumbled, in tears, looking at the deceased body of my love and begging for her to wake up, but she ignored me.

Mary Margaret and David looked at one another, confused because they didn't know how I could possibly know what they did to me.

"Emma, we promise you, we would never kill Regina."

"Then who would?! Who would have the chance, reason and guts to kill the most powerful woman in town?! Taking advantage of her being powerless without her magic!" I kept accusing them as words dressed up fire and anger.

Mary Margaret and David didn't say anything, they just looked pale blue of concern as their hearts suffocated in the guilt and fear.

"I hate you! I hate you with every fiber of my being! I HATE you!!!" I screamed, feeling all the pain the people that brought me to the world caused me. Feeling the weight of loneliness that took my heart for twenty-eight years, all that time alone in the system, all the pain I dueled in the streets, the cold of night whispering in my ear, and now, the worst of all! Losing my love, losing my queen! I couldn't bare all of that sorrow, it took shape inside me as a fiery hell and consumed my soul, the feeling of being alive, of being me! Emma Swan died along with the queen and now what was left? Only anger, sorrow and fire lifted my body and took over my speech. Nothing else....

Mary Margaret lied by my side holding my face with her hands, as David looked worried for his wife's safeness, behind her.

"Emma, honey, I understand there's nothing you can do to forgive us from giving you up. We did it out of fear, we're humans, I'm sorry we're not the heroes you thought we were. But I promise you on my mother's soul, we didn't kill Regina!"

Her words meant nothing to me, the pain clouded my head. Everything was so foggy, but the only thing that shined through and burned the depths of my spirit was the sorrow, the grief and the anger kissing all of these dark emotions.

"Emma?!" Mary Margaret called me with her sickly-sweet face, that snow white skin looking died out from the guilt, those green eyes of her looking "worried". Argh, now I understood why Regina hated that bitch so much! That brat!

"Argh!!" I screamed and as anger possessed my entire soul like a demon inside Carrie, my hand punched her chest and tore her heart out.

"No, Emma!" David screamed behind us, and I used my other hand to throw him against a tree.

"No, please, I'm your mother..." She whispered, with one last breath and all I saw was Regina's face taken by death.

"I don't care." I replied, very cold and finally giving into the darkness I never thought I had. Without even thinking, I squeezed her heart and as I saw Mary Margaret's face losing its color, I couldn't help but smirk and feel the seductive tongue of darkness and revenge kissing me and making me so attracted to it, so irresistibly taken by her arms. And as I finally surrendered to the shadows, I looked deep in their eyes, and all I saw was my love brought back from the dead in the shape of the Evil Queen's ghost.