😈Demonic Apple🍎

In a snowing courtyard, a woman was sitting next to a white rose bush.

"How I wish for a child to call mine. One with hair as dark as the night sky, skin pale as snow, lips red as a rose, and eyes as bright as a forest." She said before getting up.

Her hand brushed against the rose bush and one of the thorns cut in her arm. The blood turned a white rose into a deep red color.

"Honey, you need to be mindful of your health." A man came running out of a door, into the courtyard. "Come inside before you catch your death of a cold."

The woman was always ill and she wanted a child before she fades from life. Seven months later after her wish, she gave birth to two small boys. One had black hair with bright green eyes and the other had red hair with dark green eyes. She passed away shortly after giving the names of the two boys. Snow for the dark haired one with snow pale skin and Basil for the red head with the dark green eyes.

The boys lived a happy life with their father. However, when the boys turned seventeen, the father remarried to a beautiful woman. She did not like how beautiful they were with their green eyes and flawless pale skin.

"Brother, I wonder why our new mother always hides away in this room at night." Basil asked Snow as they were hiding in a hallway.

"I don't think we should disturb her privacy."

"She could be evil and planning on killing us! Or she plans on destroying the forest to create a wing for herself!" He carried on with each idea crazier than the one before.

"She could be doing her makeup in there and it is impolite to spy on a woman during her private time."

Basil convinced his brother to join him on taking a quick into her special room. Basil has always been the more adventurous of the two as Snow preferred to tend to the garden and help injured animals. However, Basil only dragged Snow along if he knew he could protect him. Due to being born early, Snow's health was almost as fragile as their mother was.

They walked silently into the room and saw a few large closets with a large vanity in the center of the room. The mirror looked old but clean.

"I told you she uses this room to get ready for the day." Snow pointed out.

"I was hoping for something with some more adventure." He replied right before they heard footsteps coming towards the room. "Quick! In the largest closet!" He whispered loudly.

They quickly scrambled into the closet and got the door almost completely closed as the main door opened up. The boys stayed silent as they watched their stepmother walk up to the large mirror. She cleaned the already clean mirror before leaning forward. She touched a small wrinkle, under her eye, no bigger than a needle.

"I need to find a way to stay young. My spell is starting to unravel."

'Spell?' The boys mouthed to each other.

"Mirror, mirror, using the words of tongue, how can I stay forever young?"