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Character: Maleficent From the movie: "Sleeping Beauty" from 1959 owned by Disney
(y/n) = your name (e/c) = your eye color --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Y/N 's point of view
The creeping darkness of the castle basement surrounds me, only being kept away around my gloved hand as I grasp a heated beaker of my newest chemical experiment. Even though it's broad daylight the small locked emergency window hardly even lights up my cluttered lab. Swirling the elixir in my gloved hand it glows an eerie red as white bubbles float down to the bottom of the clear beaker. My protective mask and face-covering fog up as I breathe in and out rapidly in excitement. I don't know what this liquid is capable of, maybe cure diseases or possibly turn urine into gold, but this, this has to be my life's work. Finally, I, (y/n) (l,n), will be remembered, respected, and no longer ostracized. Perhaps with this chemical will Maleficent see me for more than a weak mortal. I will... Bam!
The chemical and beaker explode in a burst, shooting glass and the hot liquid everywhere. The chemical splashes onto my gray leather apron and glass lodges itself Into the small amounts of exposed skin. I'm flung back slamming my spine onto the stone wall with my limbs stretching away from my body. The force causes the wind to be painfully knocked out of my body. Despite the lack of air I desperately try to scream the intense pain out of me. With sliding down the fall hitting my rear the pain consumes me as I try to lift my heavy limbs to remove the thick iron face mask. I fail to do so and climbing up the sides of my lungs feels like a roaring fire, burning inside as they gasp for the little air in my mask. It doesn't matter though, squinting my watery eyes I see the sight of my lab filled with smoke and perhaps a few sparks dancing across the stone floor.
Drowsiness consumes my being turning my eyelids into heavy iron curtains that demand to close. I no longer have the strength to stay awake. My eyelids close as my ears perk at a noise. The noise fills the air when Maleficent teleports into an area. She's here is the last thought that crosses my mind as I succumb to the darkness that's possible death.
Maleficent's Point of View
'(Y/N) NO!!' Screaming in my head I wallow in the sight of my favorite servant collapsed on the floor in such a sight. Wasting no time in one fluent motion I swoop down to gather her unconscious body still grasping my staff in one hand. (Y/n)'s blood speckles onto my dark robe as blood travels down the fabric. Normally the sight of a person in this state would curl my lips into a smile, but seeing (y/n) like this, in such pain, it's, it's dreadful. Diablo flies into the laboratory and through the dissipating smoke cawing in a panic manner at the sight of a beaten (y/n) in my arms. The frantic caws of the raven echo off the stone walls. My stomach is in knots and not like it usually is when I'm around (y/n). 'I can't lose her.' I think before quickly teleporting us to my bedroom.
In a haste, I gently lay her on top of my black king-sized bed. Staring down at the servant that has had the nerve to make me care about them, it feels like my heart is being squeezed and twisted by some of my sharp thorn vines piercing into my soul. I throw off her metal mask and heavy leather apron, throwing them both behind me on the floor. (y/n)'s breathing is shallow and her heartbeat is soft yet still there. Leaning over the bedside, my lean fingers grasp around the staff. I wave my gleaming scepter over my alchemist's body while muttering chants and phrases.
