A bad influence

A bad influence

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"I can't believe you're actually wearing it." "Well, start believing, de Vil." Everyone knows about the classic Disney kids. Chad, Doug, Audrey, etc. But everyone seems to forget about a certain Narnian princess. Katherina Pevensie, daughter of high king Peter is not your average princess. She hates every perfect princess in Auradon, along with her friend, Maere Dunbroch. What if one day four villain kids come along to show her their wicked ways. Will Katherina follow them into the darkness, or will she teach them how to be good? And what if she finds her prince Charming in a certain boy from the isle... I don't own any of the characters except Katherina, Maere, Irene, Hiccup IV and James and their stories. All rights go to Disney.
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[Completed] With her birth the fulfilment of a thousand year-old prophecy was bound to be brought to life. They saw it in her eyes- her power, her strength. Her magic would bring peace to a land of toil- a land full of war and subject to the harshest forms of corruption; where even the strongest of creatures lived in constant fear. Her mother knew, from the second her beloved daughter was born, that her death sentence had begun. And it was on this journey of saving a land loved by ever so many that the daughter was claimed by the sharpest of all of pains: love.

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