Prologue
Everyone knows the story of "Sleeping Beauty," daring Prince Phillip, beautiful Aurora, even the generous fairies. But everyone remembers their childhood fear, the vile Maleficent. She did not always have a cold heart, and she was the fairest of fairies.
No one knows more about her story than me, Diablo. I've been returned to my human state now, and even been allowed to search through the ruins of her tower. Many unsent love letters to, well, me, we're scattered about, the lace on the edges torn. I look back at all of this with a sigh. The accident was the stupid mistake of the two lovers. We had not meant any harm. I'm blind in my human form, I had not seen the witch. Or the person behind me right now.
"Maleficent." a woman whispered behind me.
"Yes?" I ask.
"She was horrible, wicked within." she remembers.
"She was not as bad as you would think, before the accident." I tell her.
"Well, what happened, Diablo?" she asks.
"I'll tell you once you tell me who you are and how you know of me."
"My name is Aurora." she answered, "And I know who you are because you are the fugitive my kingdom is hunting for."
"Alright..." I said, backing down at the threat, "Once upon a time..."
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Wicked Within
FanfictionEveryone thinks of Maleficent as a horrible, wretched villain, but she wasn't always this terrible. Diablo tells her story of how she became who she was now.
