[2] Fire Within | Disney's Descendants

THREE: The Evil Plan

Maleficent was right, their parents- minus Mal and Helena- were waiting for them at the castle that the two dark fairies called home. The room was small, but large enough for them to all fit inside. There was a large dining table at the center of the room and in that room were three more legendary villains: The Evil Queen, Jafar, and Cruella de Vil. Pain and Panic were there as well since Helena's father couldn't be there.

Maleficent went over to sit on her throne, stretching out her legs while she filed her fingernails and the five teenagers stood in front of her. "You will go, you will find the Fairy Godmother, and you will bring me back her magic wand." She paused for a moment to look at her fingers and blew the small amount of dust that had gathered. "Easy peasy."

"What's in it for us?" Mal asked skeptically.

"Matching thrones. Hers and hers crowns," Maleficent answered.

"I think she meant us," Carlos clarified, gesturing to the group of descendants.

Maleficent tossed the nail file over her shoulder and stood up, beckoning Mal to come closer as she leaned over the railing. "It's all about you and me, baby. Do you enjoy watching innocent people suffer?"

"Well yeah. I mean, who doesn't," Mal responded as if it was a ridiculous question to ask in the first place.

"Well then get me the wand," Maleficent ordered, her voice rising slightly. "And you and I can see all that and so much more." She then grinned wickedly and started monologuing, "And with that wand and my scepter, I will be able to bend both good and evil to my will!"

From the table in the center of the room, the Evil Queen lowered her mirror and took a break from staring at her reflection, "Our will," She corrected and Cruella pointed a gloved finger at the Evil Queen since she agreed with her, and Jafar turned his attention toward her.

"Our will, our will," Maleficent corrected herself, waving her hand in the air. Mal looked back at the other parents but her mother snapped her fingers, instantly regaining the young girl's attention. "And if you refuse, you're grounded for the rest of your life, missy."

"What- Mom." Maleficent snapped her fingers again to stop her daughter from speaking before lowering herself to Mal's level, her eyes glowing green. Mal's eyes glowed green as well and the two were caught in a stare down. The glowing green eyes were the last bit of magic that they had since the dome around the Isle took most of it away.

Helena lost her interest and walked over to the table to sit down in one of the chairs near Pain and Panic. There was no point in watching it. She knew who was going to win, everyone did. And just as she anticipated, Mal lost and had no choice but to give into the plan.

"Ugh, fine. Whatever," Mal grumbled in defeat.

"I win," Maleficent boasted.

"Evie, my little evilette in training," The Evil Queen called, her daughter prancing over to her and sitting down in the seat across from her. "You just find yourself a prince with a big castle and a mother-in-law wing," She instructed before she and her daughter said together, "And lots and lots of mirrors!"

Evie laughed dreamily but the Evil Queen stopped her, shaking her head. "No laughing, wrinkles."

"Oh, well, they're not taking my Carlos because I'd miss him too much," Cruella de Vil spoke up and Helena raised an eyebrow.

"Really Mom?" Carlos asked, surprised but hopeful that maybe his mother actually cared about him.

"Yes. Who would touch up my roots, fluff my fur, and scrape the bunions off my feet?" She asked, propping up her leg so that Carlos was holding it.