Once upon a time there was a very handsome, and very successful, actor who fell in love with an equally beautiful and equally successful actress, together the two took Hollywood by storm. It wasn't long before people began to call them the King and Queen of Hollywood. Everyone loved them, for both were as wonderful on the inside as they were on the out. Almost everyone that is, there was one person who held only hate towards the couple, her name was Maleficent.
She was tall and slender with perfect, flawless skin. Her hair was black, but it had purplish tones to it as well, and she always wore it pulled up tightly, smoothing any wrinkle that might dare to mar her skin. Despite her beauty she had never been a model, or an actress, instead she worked in business. She owned a big movie studio, a studio that had earned billions from movies starring none other than the King of Hollywood himself. However, when he married his queen he stopped working for his studio. It was that woman who made him do it, Maleficent was certain of that, and she hated her for it.
It wasn't long before our King and Queen had a princess, a beautiful, golden haired little girl they named Aurora. Stefan and Leah (for those were the true names of our King and Queen) were overjoyed by their new child and invited everyone in Hollywood to join them in celebrating the birth of their precious Aurora, everyone except Maleficent.
When Maleficent heard this she was furious, she sat in her dark office, alone but for her shady assistant Diablo, plotting a way to get back at Stefan and Leah. She shouted and paced and broke things until a dark plan came to her mind. Without a single regret, or even a twinge of conscience she left for the party to which she had not been invited.
Meanwhile the festivities had begun in full force. There was singing and dancing and the most wonderful food to be had in all the city. There were actors from all over the city as well as the country, even Sir Hubert and Lady Anne, Stefan and Leah's British counterparts, although their titles were authentic, had brought their toddler son Phillip across the pond for the grand event. Leah's aunts; Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather, had come as well. The spinster sisters were a bit eccentric, (they claimed they were fairies) to say the least, but they were magnificent company and loved by all.
For several hours the guests laughed and danced and ate and drank, but finally it came time for the gifts to be presented. Stefan and Leah sat side by side in their massive plush chairs while baby Aurora slept peacefully in her cradle between them. Sir Hubert and his family came up first, little Phillip toddled between his parents, carefully holding a golden music box out in front of him.
King Hubert held his son over the cradle, giving the young boy his first look at the little girl they had all come to celebrate. Phillip stared down at her silently for a moment, his face screwed up in concentration. Finally he twisted his lips into a frown and turned his head to look at his father, "She's ugly." He declared with absolute certainty.
The entire crowd burst into laughter at the little boy's statement, it was almost ironic really for it was no secret that everyone hoped the two would marry someday. A union between them, the children of the world's greatest actors, could effectively unite the British and American film industries.
Sir Hubert placed the music box in the cradle then stepped back, allowing Flora to step into his place. The middle aged woman toddled forward, decked in red from head to toe as usual, and stroked Aurora's silken cheek while whispering something heard only to them. She also set her gift, a handmade pink baby gown complete with a matching pink bow, into the cradle before turning around.
Fauna came forward next, wearing all green as always, and leaned over the cradle, whispering softly just like her sister before her, before placing a small stuffed bird into the cradle next to her new niece. She had just moved away to make room for Merryweather when there was a loud slam followed by a harsh wind.
There was a sound of crashing thunder and all the lights flickered, when they came back on a strange green smoke had filled the room. It quickly cleared away to reveal Maleficent. Her skin had a sickly green hue to it, and she wore her signature purple eye shadow and pointed updo, robed in deep purple velvet she was a striking figure to behold.
Maleficent glanced around the room, taking in the shocked faces, "Amazing what you can do with a little special effects, now isn't it?" Without waiting for a response she strode to the cradle. Brushing aside Merryweather she stared down at the infant girl for only a moment before turning her attention to the parents. "Quite the party you have here my old friends. Celebrities, nobility," she nodded towards Sir Hubert and Lady Anne, "oh my," she put a hand to her mouth as if to stifle a giggle as her gaze traveled to the three aunts, "look at this, even the common rabble. I was really quite upset when I did not receive an invitation."
"You weren't wanted." Merryweather mumbled under her breath, but not quiet enough to escape the hearing of Maleficent.
Her face twisted into an expression of mock surprise, "Oh, well this is awkward isn't it. I had hope the invitation was merely misplaced, oh well, I suppose I'll be on my way then." She moved to leave.
"So you aren't angry?" Leah spoke up, leaning forward and nervously clutching her husband's hand.
Maleficent turned back to her with a chilling smile, "Of course not, and I'll even prove it to you. I've brought a gift for your child as well. Of course, she won't get it just yet. It will happen something like this, before she's even blown out the candles at the darling sweet 16 you're certain to throw her she'll prick her finger on a needle, a poisoned needle, and die."
Everyone sat in stunned silence for a moment, but it was broken by a shout from Stefan, "Security! Grab her!"
Men in suits ran from the edges of the room but Maleficent let out one last laugh and threw something into the air. The object exploded midair, raining sparks and gas on the security guards. By the time the smoke had cleared, Maleficent was gone.
