A/N Okay guys, this is my very first fanfiction, so bear with me!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Disney, obviously.
Alright, so here we go!
"Pete! You don't have to do this!" Mickey pushed throughout the rain and the wind to reach Pete. Minnie, Donald, Goofy, and Daisy followed him.
"Please, Pete, just talk to us about it!" Minnie seconded.
Pete perched on the high rock overlooking Disney Kingdom. "It's too late! The damage has been done! I'm tired of being the butt of the joke! The low of the low! It's your turn now!" He turned around to face a blazing fire under a steaming cauldron that the rain somehow didn't touch as if it were magic. Which it undoubtedly was. He held up a small pouch. "The last ingredient! Fairy dust! With this, I will be the king!" He opened the pouch and poured the dust into cauldron. The bubbling liquid popped and splashed as if a beast were hiding amid the gunk. "In a few moments, we will be transported to a place where dreams are shattered, where souls are lost! A place so vile that even the strongest shall be broken! And I will be king!"
"Pete, please!" Donald shouted in a desperate attempt to stop him. But no sooner had the words left his mouth when a flash of lightning struck the cauldron. As soon as the lightning touched, a bright light flashed through the kingdom, and everyone was gone.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Pete woke up groggily. He opened his eyes, confused. Where am I? Then it all came back to him. The storm, the potion. He excitedly jumped up from where he was sprawled on the floor and surveyed his surroundings.
He was in a small room with a desk, a filing cabinet, several pictures of serious-looking men on the wall, and a large window behind the desk. A large mirror adorned one wall; he gazed perplexed at his reflection.
The man staring back at him was unrecognizable. No longer were the cat ears and funny looking fur outline on his face. His reflection showed a large, burly man with a full head of thick, dark hair and a fair amount of stubble. He was dressed in a sharply pressed suit complete with a pocket handkerchief with what looked like a chest of arms decorating it. The logo portrayed two black cats standing on their back legs, much like the lion crest you see everywhere.
The desk was adorned with an American flag, several files and papers, a calendar, a stapler, and other various office supplies. Standing on the front of the desk was a bronze name plate. Pete picked it up to read it better. Principal Percy P. Percival. All of a sudden, everything just came together. Nononononono! he willed repeatedly. He ran to the window. A sign stood tall and proud in front of the building Pete/Percy was in. It read Percival Preparatory High School- Home of the Disney Black Cats.
Pete, defeated, dropped to his knees. "NOOOOOOOO!"
