Princesses in the world of Villians

👑Prologue One: Once Upon a Time👑

Before we start, Yes I know I have another TW fanfic on here, however, I have just been very busy with work, computer issues, and just not being able to play the JP game due to my Huawei tablet dying, however, I became super stoke when I heard that we were finally getting a NA release, so I was inspired to write a new. I don't if I go back to the old or not. I'd like to see how this fanfic does first...so without further ado.

                                       

Once upon a time, there was a land with seven Kingdoms, these kingdoms were plagued by a very Evil Tyrant. This Tyrant ruled over these kingdoms for years because of his magic that the villagers were too afraid to stand up to him, because of this each of their lands began to fall into poverty and illness, many of the villagers could no longer keep up with the Tyrants demands.

Eventually seven of the villagers one from each of the villages had grown fed up and decided to stand up to him, they banded a group of their villagers and marched to the Tyrants castle, as there were no guards the castle was overwhelmed.

It did not take long for them to arrive at the Tyrants chamber and demand that he leaves their land, the Tyrant laughed, "You truly think you can beat me, a bunch of magicless peasants, how pathetic". The Tyrant tried to attack all of them but unknown to him the seven villagers had snuck in some crystals, they used those crystals to adsorb his magic and had that magic redirected back towards the Tyrant. Unable to deal with magic being cast on to him, he vanished leaving each of the villages and villagers in peace.

With the Tyrant defeated each of the villages tried to rebuild the damages that had occurred over the years, not wanting a repeat of the Tyrant the villages decided to select lords to rule over their village separately, those Seven Village men were selected, under their rule and leadership each of their village begun to revive and prosper, that was not the only thing before when the Tyrant ruled no one was born with any magic, but with the Tyrant gone the Lords and villagers were able to use magic.

Little did they know this happiness wouldn't last. Centuries had passed villages continue to thrive and the lord's decedents continue to rule their respective land, this day particularly had been 100 years since the Tyrants' defeat and all the villages and their lords gathered together to celebrate unknown to everyone they had an unwanted guest.

Before the seven lords and their families stood an old wither man with a sinister aura around him, the seven lords and all those around them knew this man was bad news.

"Though today is a joyful celebration, know this everything that that you had build will fall, first kingdoms and then your family and then your magic, and once all is almost I will finish you off and reclaim what is mine, but know this I will spare your daughters, I have a... different plan for them."

Everyone could not believe what they heard and knew immediately what this warning had meant, the Tyrant was still alive, and had put a curse on everyone, while the villagers panicked the lords showed no fear for the Tyrant was now a weak old man, whatever curse that wither old Tyrant had put on them will be nothing the lords thought.... But they were wrong.

The days that followed were unfortunate for each land, crops, and food had diminished, the weather had become fierce and destructive, and an unknown sickness began to spread, and the Lords lost their wives, by either the illness or accidents. The lords knew imminently this had to be the Tyrants curse the also remembered his final warning...

"Alice please stop, I'm starting to get scared" a little cry out interrupting the story.

"Oh, come on I was almost getting to the ending" the tall blond-haired girl supposable Alice wined.

"Yeah come on Lizzy it wasn't even that scary, you're just a big scaredy-cat." a young boy laying the bed beside Lizzy teased, "Still I wished we got Belle or Miss Flora for Bed-Time story." Which was agreed upon by the other children present in the room

"Alright, if you didn't like this story then maybe you like me to re-tell the story of Bald Mountain, last I recall you wanted the nightlight on for a month's" Alice teased causing the boy, Lizzy and the rest of the children to get a bit scared.

"Now Alice, what have told you about teasing the children" a new voice spoke up, everyone turned to see a middle-aged woman slightly chubby woman, with slightly graying black hair in a neat bun, a blue blouse, and a darker blue skirt.

"Miss Merryweather!"

"We talked about this Alice, we don't want to deal with several little children rushing to our rooms because of nightmares about

"Sorry, Miss Merryweather" Alice sheepishly scratched her head.

"Now children," Miss Merryweather addressed the children "It's time for bed."

"But, Alice wasn't finished telling the story.", "Yeah please finish it." The children complained.

"Are you sure some of you thought it was a bit scary and lame" Alice looked at Lizzy and the other child Tony?

"Please finish it." both Lizzy and Tony replied

"All right."

In an attempt to save their daughters, the seven lords used a spell to teleport their daughters somewhere far away from the Tyrants grasp, before sending them off the lords left their daughters a pendent with a fragment of the family's magic crystals, the same magic crystals used to defeat the Tyrant in the first time.

Saying their last goodbyes, they sent their daughters through a portal, never to see them again, but knowing that they were out of danger.... for now.