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[i]Regina's eyes snapped open. For a moment, she didn't know where she was, or what that strange smell was. It wasn't a bad smell, but it certainly wasn't the smell of cold stone walls and metal armor decorating the walls anymore. In her brief moment of panic, her memory finally snapped the pieces together.

She was in a bed; not a lavish four-posted bed like in her castle, but somehow, this Queen-sized bed tucking Regina in with fine down-feather blankets in her silky blue pajama suit was even better than that. The ceiling above her was painted white, as were the walls around her, all decorated with bright, fun paintings of outdoor scenes and modern art that really fit the room nicely together.

Regina sat up slowly in her new bed, looking around her large bedroom noticing first-hand the carpet that her feet made contact with as they hit the floor.

[b]No more stone cold floors...[/b] Regina thought, kneading the carpet in between her toes.

 There were dressers, lamps, plants...even a walk-in closet! All these things foreign to her in their new modern style, and yet, everything felt so...so right. Regina tossed aside the down-feather blanket and gripped at her hair, a smell sense of feeling overwhelmed coming over her from all these new sights, sounds and smells. She pushed herself to her feet, a faint, unbelieving smile on her face as she walked to the window and pulled apart the white lace curtains to take her first look outside.

Regina inhaled sharply a few times, taking in the scene before her. There were roofs, chimneys, building upon building but they were all constructed entirely different, and out of the materials that made so much more sense than the ones they used to build things back at home. Looking down on the streets she saw people walking about, talking amongst one another as they passed each other along and waved a friendly 'hello' to those who drove by in their vehicles.

"I did it..." Regina said out loud to herself, hoping that by saying it, it would seem real. She took a few steps backwards, voicing her thoughts once more. "I won..." A broad, genuine grin crossed her features as she bounded from the window and to the walk-in closet, throwing open the door and rummaging through her new wardrobe. Everything seemed so pristine...so...HER!

She picked off a sassy, yet still modest looking black dress and went to the full length mirror, pressing up the new article of clothing up to her to see just how something so new and strange would look on her, unable to hug herself around her middle with one of her arms in a warm, self-hug.
Seeing Storybrooke from the outside was one thing, but this was something that Regina [b]definitely[/b] had to experience for real. After getting dressed and throwing on a black with white trimmed coat, Regina took her first steps outside into the new place that would forever become her home.

The walk down the sidewalk was a breeze, and Regina, despite her best efforts was unable to keep the stupid grin off her face. She passed by shop after shop, eventually coming to the clock-tower that was the key center of Storybrooke. She stopped to take a quick look up at the clock, noticing the time at 8:15. She then took this moment to breathe in the new air, pulling in the city into her lungs and then exhaling it back out, then began walking again.

Across the way, she spotted a man walking the opposite direction heavily using a cane. Regina had to do a double take, but she was sure that she had just past Rumpelstiltskin, but he looked different. Not too much, but his skin and entire complexion had changed. No longer The Dark One, Rumpelstiltskin looked as if he would before taking the power of the dagger.

No-not Rumpelstiltskin. What was the name she gave him again? He wanted to be rich, and quite powerful within the city, she remembered it having to do something with that. Oh yes! Mr. Gold. Without the use of magic, Rumpel-uh, Mr. Gold, was forced to live with his injury from the Ogre's war.

This was absolutely incredible! She continued watching, following with her eyes as Mr. Gold walked past an elderly man on a ladder, fixing up a sign. Geppetto. But here, he was Marco, and he was fixing up the sign that advertised his toy shop.

"That should hold you." Marco said to himself, coming down off the ladder. Regina had lost sight of Mr. Gold, but for once, she didn't care, and continued on walking.

"I can not believe you put me on the early shift!" A female voice reached Regina's ears, and as she looked forward she could see a tall, slender young woman arguing with an older woman as the older woman brought out the sign for 'Granny's Diner.'

"It's not my fault you stayed out all night." Granny replied to the scantily clothed young woman. Even Regina had to admit, those red shorts were far too short for her taste, even if the big red coat she wore over her bikini-style red shirt attempted at covering [b]some[/b] of her up. "When I put 'over-easy' on the menu, I was talking about the eggs!" Granny snapped, and stormed back inside, Red, now known as Ruby, following her Granny in hot pursuit, obviously unfinished with their squabble.

"Morning Madam Mayor!" A cheery voice called out, pulling Regina's attention away from Ruby and Granny to see a tall, slender man with a head of curly hair and thick circular glasses crossing her path. He was holding fast to a leash, a big dalmation dog attached to the other end seeming like he was taking the man in the glasses for a walk instead.

[b]Jimminy Cricket...no...Dr. Hopper...and Pongo...[/b] Regina recited in her head.

"Good morning Cric-Dr. Hopper...!" She found her lips parting to speak with a cheery vibe to it, earning her a smile from Dr. Hopper as they crossed the street.

"Beautiful day, isn't it?" Dr. Hopper replied, trying to keep Pongo steady to keep the light conversation going.

"Yes..." Regina said with a smile and small giggle, watching Dr. Hopper take Pongo across to the other side at last.

[b]Yes it is![/b]

The curse was turning out to be working beautifully; no one recognized her! At least not as The Evil Queen Regina. Still, there was still one last thing she had to do before she was absolutely convinced that all was well. Regina continued on walking, finding that her feet carried her in the direction she needed to go, memories of this town she had never stepped foot in before starting to fill in her mind with each step she took. Eventually, she came to a small animal shelter and walked inside.

Immediately, the air was filled with obnoxious dog barking and Regina felt her fingers instinctively twitch as to bring in magic and shut them up, but just as quickly relaxed her hand once more.

[b]No. No this is a new start Regina. Besides, there's no magic here...[/b]

A man stepped out from the back room and went behind the counter, having been alerted to the presence of a customer by the sounds of dogs barking and gave Regina a modest smile.

"Madam Mayor, to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit? Finally thinking of getting a cat?" Prince James asked in a teasing manner. Regina had to figure that Charming's memories had developed a lot faster than her own, since she didn't quite catch on to the - oh, there it was.

"Refresh my memory...David..." Regina began. "...how long have you worked here?"

Prince James, now going by David, opened his mouth to answer immediately but words failed to come out of his mouth. His face changed into something of confusion, and really tried racking his brain for the answer.

"Um...I-I...I'm not sure actually...as long as I can remember?" He finally managed. Regina smiled, impressed with the power of this curse.

"Come with me." She instructed in a friendly tone, and David followed her back outside where they made the brief walk over to the hospital.

"Why are we in the hospital?" David asked inquisitively as Regina's feet led her to one of the furthest rooms. She didn't know how or why she knew that she would be there, but then again there was already a lot of that going on today already.

"Tell me..." Regina replied, walking up to the bedside of the patient and stopped to look over the woman. "...do you know her?"

As David looked over the comotose Snow White, Regina couldn't help but to watch him directly, looking for any leak; any sign at all of recognition. Just as he had before, David thought hard on the answer, racking his brain for any familiarity.

"No?" He asked, tilting his head to the side, at first unsure. "No." He then said again, more convinced this time. "Why? Is she sick?"

Regina's lips flickered into another prideful smile, deciding that now would be the best time to test implanting her own false memories into others.

"She's a Jane Doe, coma patient. No one's claimed her."

"Maybe someday she'll wake up. Maybe someday someone who loves her will find her." David shrugged with a bright edge of optimism that absolutely made Regina's stomach curl.

"That would be nice for her..." Regina agreed and then turned to face David directly. "...but I won't count on it."[/i]