HM: Hello my pointy-eared people!
HM: Wow, so bland. Anyways, welcome to another chapter of EA! Yes, I know I should be writing YAWP, but, I'm currently experiencing the infamous writer's block for it. It's funny because I'm almost done with the chapter too. Anyways, for now, enjoy this little tale of magic and sabatoge.
V: Plans Unravel, Caught In A Spider's Web
Adam flew through the forest, eager to tell Briar Rose what had just transpired. As the cottage drew nearer and nearer, his smirk became wider and wider. He finally reached it and peeked inside the bottom window. Briar's three aunts were sitting at the table with a lit birthday cake in front of them, staring forlornly at the ground. Adam raised an eyebrow but flew upwards and peeked through the girl's window. She was laying on her bed, sobbing her heart out. Concerned, the Nymph flew inside and placed a hand on her back.
"Briar?" He asked.
She sniffled and sat up, turning to face him. She was silent for a moment until her violet eyes shone with renewed tears. She launched herself forward and buried her head in his chest, sobbing once more. "Briar, talk to me. What happened?" He asked.
"Th-they l-l-lied t-to m-me." She said in between sobs, her voice muffled by Adam's chest.
The Nymph shushed her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, the other rubbing soothing circles on her back. Something inside of him was screaming that this was wrong, but it felt so right. He ignored it and focused fully on comforting her. "It's okay, Briar. Who lied to you?" He asked gently.
"F-Flora, Fauna, a-a-and M-Merryweather. All this time, they d-didn't tell me..."
"Tell you what Rose?"
"That my name is Aurora and not Briar Rose! That I'm a Princess!" She snapped. She then renewed her sobs. "An-and w-worst of all, I c-can't s-s-see him again."
'So that's what happened.' The Nymph thought. He continued holding her, whispering soothing words in her ear, until she fell asleep. He laid her down on the bed and brushed her tears from her cheeks. He heard a tapping sound at the window and saw a raven with amethyst eyes staring at him. He left the girl's side and flew out the window, gesturing for the raven to follow him.
The two landed in a clearing a little ways away from the cottage. Blue smoke swirled around Adam and he assumed his true form once more. He held a hand to his head as a piercing headache plagued him. He scowled and glanced at the raven. "What did you find out Bartok?" He asked.
Black smoke swirled around the raven as he turned into a human. "The three fairies are planning on bringing the Princess back to her father tonight. They are going to be doing so soon." Bartok said.
Melchior stroked his chin as the gears in his head turned. "And she had met her betrothed in the woods today and told him to go to the cottage this evening. If we- yes... that would work wonderfully." He paused for a moment, deep in thought, before he smirked at his familiar. "Come Bartok, if this plan is to reach its fruition, Mistress needs to be kept in the loop." With that, he summoned his broom and headed to the Forbidden Mountain.
"Mistress! I bring news!"
Maleficent raised her head to see her apprentice making his way towards her, eyes shining in victory and a wicked smirk on his lips. "Oh? What news, pray tell?" She asked.
He stopped in front of her and told her of the events which transpired that day, as well as the plan he came up with. All the while, Maleficent listened and nodded. Little by little, a grin formed on her face.
"Well, I must say, I have taught you well, Melchior. You have showed real initiative and cunning." She said when he finished. She was silent for a moment after that, thinking carefully on what she was about to say. "In all my years, I have never seen someone as gifted as you. Thus, I am allowing you to... take charge, of this operation." She said.
Melchior looked at her in surprise. "You... want me to... lead the troops?" He asked. Yes he had some measure of authority, but Maleficent had never allowed him to take command of her goons. Doing so ended in... harsh, punishment. For Maleficent to give him authority, that meant...
"Yes. You are no longer my pupil, Melchior. Just as a seedling blossoms into a beautiful rose, so you have grown in my teachings. I have nothing further to teach you. You will now be known forevermore as: Melchior, Prince of Evil." She said with an actual smile on her face.
The sorcerer was shocked speechless for a moment. He snapped out of his stupor and prostrated himself before his former Mistress. "I-I'm honored Mis... Maleficent. Truly."
The Dark Fairy nodded. "Now come, we have little time before the sun sets. And I am desperately looking forward to seeing the expressions on those Royals' faces."
(Later That Evening)
The door to the now abandoned cottage flew open violently, almost knocking the door off of its hinges. A squad of five goblins entered through with spears and axes in hand, glaring in every direction. Melchior glided in behind them, a look of exasperation on his face. "I told you, there's no one here. They left hours ago to bring the Princess back to the palace. Besides, even if someone was here, I would've known." He said with a huff.
The goblins grumbled in apology and Melchior brushed it off as he used his magic to repair the door.
"Now," he whirled around to face his squad. "everyone in their positions. The Prince is going to be coming back soon and I want to make sure everything is in place for him." He said.
The goblins bowed and went to their designated corners, out of sight from the entrance but still in a good position to pounce on an unsuspecting intruder. Melchior had planned for this ahead of time by having Bartok turn into a spider and map out the interior of the cottage.
He walked to the middle of the room and conjured a comfortable chair that was completely out of place with the rest of the cottage. Using his magic, he made the room incredibly dark, with just enough light for the goblins and himself to see. His and Bartok's eyes shone through the darkness and they waited. And waited... and waited... and still waited...
Melchior's left eye began to twitch as his grasp on his staff tightened and he drummed the arm of his chair. The corners of his mouth pulled back in a snarl as his eyebrows furrowed angrily.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" He bellowed in rage. "HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE FOR ONE PERSON TO GET READY FOR A DATE?! AND HE'S A GUY!" The goblins were getting a little irritated as well, their legs were cramping and their arms were tired from holding their weapons.
After another half hour, in which time Melchior entertained himself by shooting lightning at random spots in the cottage, there was finally a knock on the door.
"About time." The sorcerer muttered lowly. "Come in." He called in Aurora's voice. The door opened and the Prince stepped in... Wearing the exact same thing he had on earlier. Melchior's eye twitched again and, with a wave of his staff, the door slammed violently. The plan was for it to slowly close enough for it to creak, but, honestly, Melchior just didn't care anymore, he was a little ticked off. The door closing was also the signal for the goblins to pounce and capture the Prince without harming him, but, due to pent up aggravation, they beat him with their fists and the butts of their weapons. All the while, Melchior looked on in semi-sadistic glee.
Phillip valiantly held them off, but the end result was his arms tied to his sides and a gag placed over his mouth. Melchior rose from his chair and the orb on his staff pulsed with blue light, lighting up the room marginally.
"Well, well. Look what we've caught ourselves Bartok, the Prince to the kingdom that neighbors Stefan's. Isn't this a wonderful surprise? And not only that, but he's also the betrothed to the missing Princess, isn't this a small world that we live in?" He asked with a grin.
Phillip tried to say something, and if the glare and the red hue his face had was any indication, it wasn't something meant to flatter the fairy. Melchior gave a mock gasp of shock and looked at Bartok.
"Why Phillip, didn't your mother every teach you that it's unbecoming of a prince to use foul language?" He asked. The Prince yelled something that was muffled by the gag in reply. Melchior tilted his head and placed a hand on his chin.
"Hmm, I seem to be having trouble hearing you, your highness. You should get that looked at by a physician." He gave a nod to his squad and they dragged the Prince out, who struggled the entire way.
Melchior chuckled lowly and made his way out of the cottage after them. Once outside, they stopped and Phillip saw that they had tied up his horse as well. The Dark Fairy brought his staff to the ground and swirling blue smoke appeared not too far from them. When it vanished, standing there was a full-length mirror. Melchior approached it and gave it a simple command.
"Show me Maleficent's castle." The reflection in the mirror rippled and distorted until it showed the front door to Maleficent's fortress atop the Forbidden Mountain.
Turning to his troops, he jerked his head towards the mirror and they dragged the captured horse and prince towards the mirror. Melchior sent him a chilling smile.
"Don't worry Phillip, we won't kill you... not yet anyways." He said, and cackled at the look of fear on Phillip's face as the goblins dragged him inside the mirror. It looked similar to stepping into a crystal clear lake and going under the surface. After all of the goblins had left, Melchior himself stepped through, the surface rippling around him and snapping back into place one he was fully through. Once the clearing was empty, the mirror vanished in a swirl of smoke.
HM: And cut! So we're almost done with this story, not too many chapters to go. So, I think now would be a good time to mention that I'm planning on doing a sequel for this. I'm thinking of doing a Harry Potter crossover as a sequel to this, but I wanna hear your opinions. What do you think I should cross this over with? Let me know! Reviews, PMs, morse code, smoke signals, let me know! So I'll see y'all next time on Evil's Apprentice. Ja Ne!