Wicked Intentions

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Emma knew that Storybrooke was filled with people who were good, and pure.. or those that had been evil but reformed. There was one person though, who She knew she could count on to be just as wicked as usual. Zelena. It was too bad that Regina had her locked away. Not that it mattered.. Emma was far more powerful right now than Regina's magic could ever be. If she really wanted to break the Wicked Witch out of her little padded room, it wouldn't be too difficult. But first.. she wanted to pay a visit to Regina's sister to see if it was worth it to let her out.. or if she'd just be an annoying sidekick. That's not what she wanted..she wanted someone to cause trouble with. 

In a cloud of purple, she appeared in Zelena's closed in little room. It would be enough to drive someone insane. "Ugh.." she placed her hands on her black leather clad hips and her eyes scanned the room. "I can't believe that someone would put the mother of their child in here. Even if it is you." Emma's eyes focused on Zelena. She wondered if anyone had told her about Emma's new.. affliction..or if she would be in the dark. It wouldn't be far fetched to think the latter, since they clearly didn't even care about her enough to let her enjoy some fresh air. "You would have a better life in a jail cell for crying out loud.." 


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Zelena hated this cell. Day in, day out she was sitting in this room, not sure of when the days passed, when there was times to eat, time to use the bathroom, and then there was the occasional visitors which seemed to be coming to see her all too often. The thing that annoyed her the most was the fact that they all came in here, preaching that she needed to reform, and while she played the game well, no one would let her out. She was being let in here, stuck, and not able to do anything other than stare at the brick white walls, and feel this baby grow inside her.

Suddenly she looked to the middle of her cell, and a cloud of purple smoke started to appear in her cell. Sitting herself up, her back up against the wall, she crossed her legs and folded her arms across her chest. Staring at the cloud of smoke she wondered who it would be. She doubted it would be her sister, she had heard that the Dark One was in his coma, but there was one person who had not seen her yet, and had the power to do something to break through Regina's spells.

The smoke cleared and there she was. Emma Swan. She was dressed differently. She wore dark leather and she was different. She seemed to be the new Dark One by the looks of it. Listening to what she said, Zelena couldn't help but laugh slightly. What did Emma want? But the thought behind this too was that Zelena was a little nervous. If she was a Dark One, then she was capable of killing her quite easily. Zelena decided to keep her cool through the whole situation. Emma wouldn't come in here without a purpose. "This is true, but it is your family who put me in here. No one thinks I should be let out, which is a shame for this baby is going to not have enough oxygen for starters." she replied.

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"My family?" Emma asked promptly, with a small grin. "You mean, of course Regina.. who, isn't really my family at all. She's merely the adopted mother of my child." She glanced at the door and sighed. "Technically it was your family who put you in here." She then looked back at Zelena once more and she walked toward her. "The child growing inside of you could be crucial to the future of this town.. and to the ungrateful people within it who called me foolish for sacrificing myself for them. I could have use for you. The question is.. how badly do you want out?" She knew Zelena couldn't break Regina's magic barrier.. Emma could, though. Perhaps later, she'd have to continue to teach Zelena magic that Gold never finished. 

"Do you want to help me in bringing down this town's happy ending? Get one of our own? Just like Rumple said.. Only I'll go through with my promises." she lifted a hand, and waved it toward the door, swinging it open. "The barrier is still there. All you have to do is promise to stay on my good side, and I'll let you out. But if you go against me.. and bring the town in with pitch forks and torches.. It'll be on your head like a house." She narrowed her eyes, and quirked a brow. "Do we have an understanding?" 


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