A/N:

Okay so this is basically a Maleficent thing, it might end up as multi chaptered but I want to know what you guys think first. Another thing, my Tinkerbell story... well let's just say I've hit a brick wall that I'm not recovering from for a long time yet to come.

Anyway enjoy it and let me know what you think, it would be helpful.

Abandoned at birth, little Lilith was named after the demon due to her constant screaming. All night and all day would the wee bairn cry, aching for attention in the foster home. It was more the fact that she just wanted a cuddle, just wanted to feel the warmth and heartbeat of another human. No one was willing to give Lilith what she cried for, except one woman. She had come to the foster home in search of a young toddler to foster when Lilith was screaming. Wondering why no one was attending to the barely month old baby, the woman strode into the room to see what was wrong. The woman's name was Maleficent Moore, a Latin school teacher from Charlston Boarding School for Girls in the countryside. She didn't like children and was simply adopting a child not only because she lived alone, but also because the nuns at the school kept harassing her about being childless. She didn't like children younger than four. At least, she didn't until she met Lilith.

Once she walked into the room, the screaming increased as Lilith could sense the presence of another and desperately wanted their attention. Maleficent strode to the cot, observing the cold room as she went; tiled floor and walls making the room seem more like a prison than a room for a baby. There was barely any furniture or warm colors, just the cold looking cot which was far too big for the tiny baby, a chest of drawers and the door and window. Peering over the edge of the cot, Maleficent's heart truly did melt. Lilith was laying there quivering, face scrunched up as she cried, arms stretched out feebly, with no blanket or pillow to keep her warm. With no care for rules, Maleficent gently scooped up the small baby and tucked her into her arms. Murmuring soothing words and rocking from side to side, Maleficent began to calm the squalling babe who was snuggling closer to her. Within moments, Lilith had stopped her crying, which caused one of the staff to walk in. "You shouldn't be in here ma'am," the staff member called. Maleficent did not startle, neither did she move. She couldn't. She couldn't leave the little one alone and she didn't know why. She couldn't bring herself to place the still quivering baby back in its stone cot to die from the cold. She just could not do it. "Ma'am?" The staff member called again, walking further into the room to stand in front of the melting woman.

"How old is the little one?" Maleficent asked softly, noting how The tiny chest rose and fell deeply, signifying the small vulnerable human had fallen asleep in her arms.

"Just turned a month," the staff woman replied, her voice quietening. "This is the first time she's slept since she's been here. You must really have the touch."

"I want to take her," Maleficent stated, snapping her green golden eyes to the surprised brown. She shocked herself with the statement, but didn't let it show. She found her thumb and index finger were soothingly rubbing the microscopic frozen ear lobe.

"Didn't you come in to adopt a toddler?"

"I have changed my mind. I wish to adopt the baby."

Once the worker had gotten over her shock and rushed around to get the things needed, they lent Maleficent a car seat so she could take Lilith home. Paper work signed and the car warmed up to her satisfaction, Maleficent carefully laid the still sleeping Lilith into the car seat. Instantly out of the warm embrace, Lilith awoke and gave a whine of discontent. "Hush," Maleficent dragged out the 'sh' as she buckled the seat belt. Taking off her cardigan she wrapped it around the baby who had begun to quiver once again. Maleficent was an intelligent woman and quickly put two and two together; Lilith was petrified of being left. She couldn't possibly be cold, Maleficent had warmed her up fully and the car was at a temperature which would put summers in Spain to shame. During the journey Maleficent would reach over and squeeze Lilith's hand to reassure her whenever she could. It appeared to settle the baby an Maleficent swore she felt her squeeze back. The drive was long and it gave Maleficent time to think about what she had done. She had never in her entire life done things through rash decisions. Usually a well thought through person, she could not believe she had ended up with a month old baby girl in her car. Not only that, but what on earth was she going to do about her work? She couldn't leave her students, being the only Latin teacher at the school and the best in the area, but neither could she leave the baby. Quite clearly all the girl wanted was comfort and cuddles. Maleficent wasn't a very cuddly person nor was she very good with babies. At the end of the day, Maleficent felt a pull in her heart to the little baby that only wanted love. She wasn't going to take her back. There was no point. One, she didn't have the heart to, two she had just pulled up the gravel drive and turned the car off and three, she felt attached to Lilith. With those reasons in mind, Maleficent got out and collected Lilith, before heading up to her cottage.

Okay so that is that. I might carry it on, I might not. Depends on the reviews it gets really. I can't really leave it the way it is... or could I? Probably not, no... Also! If I do carry it on, I'm going to need help with the Latin, I don't speak it or know it, so yeah... I might flunk at that.. If you know Latin and are willing to help then please do message me.

Byee x