Villains

The Evil Queen (1)

The evil queen wasn't always evil.

It was indeed years ago, when the story of Snow White began. And it begun on a steamy day of spring. A day when everything seemed to go her way. Her maid had prepared her only the finest for breakfast, with berries on top. God, she loved pancakes. To make it better, it was her birthday.

And her best friend, named Athena Green, was coming over for the rest of the day. She was turning seventeen years old and she loved it. In the White Kingdom, everyone had colours as last names. Her name was Eloise Katherine Black. She got up that morning and took a look in the mirror at herself, in which, she always liked to look in the mirror at herself. She thought she was pretty, at least she was.

From behind her, the old piano let out creaking noises from the family cat pouncing on the old rusty keys. God, Eloise loved that cat, solely named after her mother who passed away: Daniela. She looked a lot like her mother's sister, who had become quite absent in her life ever since she was about six years old. Then her aunt stopped turning up to greet her.

She used kind words and she had sad smiles. The opposite of Eloise who used a lot of harsh words and big smiles. Eloise had huge bags under her eyes, from sleeping rough these past few days. From her brother and her sister. Her brother's name was Elliot, and her sister's name was Hannah-Marie. They were much younger than her and Elliot constantly kept her up by crying and whining for their mother, who  wasn't even there anymore.

Eloise tried to wipe them away with some powder that used to be her mothers and surprisingly it worked. These bags hung beneath two big blue eyes. Over her shoulders, hung a velvet cloak and a black dress that was up past her knees and button down, hung from her frail body.

Her body wasn't so frail as she could murder anyone she just about wanted. But that wasn't just yet. She had a quite curvy body for someone with her looks. She had full breasts and quite a large butt but she had very thin hips that accentuated the rest of her body. She had thick legs until her heels. She wasn't her fathers favourite either. That was her sister. Hannah-Marie. And at fifteen, even she was getting married.

At seventeen, heaps of young girls would be wed. But Eloise? Everyone desired her, but Eloise dreaded the thought of giving herself to someone who couldn't support the life she'd always wanted. Plus, her father couldn't imagine that anyone would want her. She had long brown hair as well which would darken as she got older, which was proof from her father's side of the family.

As Eloise listened to her brother's wails, she said to the mirror, "I wish you could speak! Then I would have someone to talk to all the time! Instead of Hannah-Marie or Elliot that pig of a brother." The mirror did not reply, after all, it was just a mirror. And not a person.

Later, Eloise crept into the old barn. "Athena!" Athena appeared from the top of the barn stack which was their meeting spot before they moved to their comfortable and secure spot which was at the top of a middle aged tree that had been alive as long as the headmaster of the school in the village.

They both headed to their little spot or little party. The tree was quite sturdy which kept them not only balanced but comfortable. "What did you eat for breakfast?"  Athena asked curiously. Apple porridge and berries was Eloise's favourite breakfast to have.

"My favourite." smiled Eloise who then frowned, "And I spilt some by accident, but Sister, being the loving sister that she was, came and cleaned it up. God.. heroes suck."

Athena gaped and backed away a little, before saying, "What are you talking about, El? Heroes make the story."

"No, Athena. Villains make the story by causing the problems. Heroes just die in the end. They wreck themselves over bad things that happen, the people they couldn't save. Villains say screw that and keep living the way they want to. Nothing to ruin themselves over." scoffed Eloise.

And then the fight broke out.

A few punches, a few good curse words.

And then the tree broke.

And they fell.

And they fell.

And the two girls landed right in front of the Crown Prince himself of the White Kingdom.

Oh crap.