Truth Or Fiction

Chapter Twenty Five

Dizzy grinned as she reached forward and snagged a scroll.

"I think that thing might be as big as her," Mal muttered to Uma as the scroll became unfurled.

Mal sighed as she crossed out yet another design for her tags. Ever since she had gotten the spray paint and a proper sketch book from Steph, she had been trying to design tags for her crew to put on the buildings on Hades' side of the Isle.

"You know I can't wait to see your designs," Rowyn said. "Maybe someday we could collab on something?"

"Hmm, maybe," Mal nodded though she wasn't going to lie. There was a part of her that was oddly excited by the idea.

After all, how were the other gangs supposed to know who's territory they were entering without them?

"And how else do we annoy the hell out of Freddy?" Uma asked with a smirk.

She winced as she shifted and accidentally brushed the bruise she knew was on her left leg.

Persephone frowned. "Mal...how'd you get that?"

"I'm sure it's nothing," Demeter told her daughter, though she was tense too. Gods I hope that's just from roughhousing. After all, it does seem like they play rough on the Isle.

Maleficent had finally found out that she was staying at Hades' most of the time.

That can't be good, Elle thought as a knot began to form in her stomach.

It was safe to say her reaction wasn't pretty.

"I think that's obvious," Phillip Jr. muttered, looking worriedly at the scroll in Dizzy's hands.

"Mal!"

"Yes mother?" Mal said, trying to keep her voice calm but knew it was no use.

"Still a calm reaction was probably better in front of the Dragon than a scared one," Uma muttered.

Maleficent was clearly angry about something and Mal was about to pay the price.

"But...she can't really be angry that you're spending time with your father can she?" Jane asked.

"Maleficent once cursed a baby because she wasn't invited to a party," Mal stated. "What do you think?"

"The goblins had some interesting news this morning," Maleficent stated, stalking toward her daughter. "Would you care to guess what it was?"

"Something idiotic as it always is?" Mal asked, trying to not show any fear. Fear was the enemy when it came to facing off against Maleficent. Mal may have only been six but it had been something she'd known for a while.

"Was it really a good idea to quip like that?" Lil' Shang asked.

"Insulting the goblins usually got her on a different tangent and I could have scurried out of there," Mal shrugged.

"Normally that would be an acceptable answer but not this time," Maleficent hissed. "They told me that you've been seen multiple times on that so called God's side of the Isle, near the Underworld. Why?"

"Because I'm looking to see if he has any weaknesses so we can take over his side of the Isle and truly rule it," Celia said.

"...where was she when this was going on?" Mal asked Uma.

"Being a baby. Literally."

Mal swallowed to try to remove the pit in the back of her throat. She had figured that Maleficent would find out, she just didn't think it would be so soon. "Am I not allowed to spend time with my father, mother?"