InsaneJournal

Anastasia knew she was hated. Why shouldn't they hate her, she'd never cared about the people, forgotten them as she had forgotten Will. And now they were going to kill her for her crimes. No one would pay ransom to the cruel Red Queen. No one would miss her if she died. And Will, she didn't even know where he could be. That blasted wish, 'end her suffering'. How did Alice and her pain somehow cause Anastasia to lose what she loved all over again.

But no, blaming Alice was unfair, she had lost it herself, with her need for power, for position. Prestige, she'd married into royalty, learned magic from the Queen of Hearts herself. And where had it gotten her, what had it gained her.

"I'm sorry." she tried again. "I know what its like don't you see, I was like you?!."

As it transpired when she looked up something had changed. No longer was she surrounded by peasents out for her head. Instead she was in quite a strange place. And there was magic in the air. Both light and dark 

She was no longer tied to a post. No longer in fact, in Wonderland.  Still garbed in her usual deep red and expensive clothing, Anastasia had found herself somewhere strange.

Was this the Rabbit's way to save her? Why would he ever have saved her? Given what she'd done to him, More likely it was some spell of Jafar's creation to rid himself of her. Either way it simply wouldn't do. Much as she wished beyond hoping she would never have to go back to Wonderland, she would not abandon Will, and perhaps she could be the Queen she should have been. The Queen Wonderland deserved, if not the one it wanted.

For now though, The Red Queen was guarded, worried, and lost in a world not dissimilar to the place called Storybrooke.