Prologue

Regina Mills was not a happy queen. As she sat in her Mayoral office in Storybrooke, Maine, she glanced over at the posters that were going to be put up advertising for a personal bodyguard. After her attempted assassination, her peers alike thought it was time for the former queen to hire a body guard. Never in her life did she, the Evil Queen, thought she would need to hire a bodyguard. But with her powers now gone after a certain Emma Swan ran off with her Ex-boyfriend and her huntsman, the former queen now needed someone to protect her and her son, Henry. Regina sat up, before leaning back and taking off her glasses to rub her eyes as her secretary came in with the morning mail. After accepting them and shifting through the letters, she came across the perfect resume. Hand written in old, elegant script, the resume described a perfect candidate for her post as body guard. Army trained, worked for law enforcement, and according to the person, now a gun for hire. No name, No return address. But Regina faltered, Whoever this was, they knew her intentions for hiring a bodyguard even before it became action. Regina shrugged it off, before calling the number at the bottom of the page. All she got was a message dial tone, so she proceeded to say that she was hiring and that this person was a perfect candidate and of they would like to come in for a interview. Little did she know that what she was entering was a meeting of the fates.