Hey, guys, remember me?
This will be a little different than the original, as it suffered copyright issues. This story was inspired by The Great Disney Adventure by talking2myself. Love you guys. Don't forget to review, as it really helps me out.
Prologue
The Thirteen
A green-skinned fairy opened her eyes for the first time in years.
Her first thought was to panic. She was buried under years of dirt that had piled upon her body, but the Mistress of all Evil suddenly realized she had nothing to worry about, for in her right hand, she held her staff - a wooden object of great power, with which she could perform magic.
After a quick spell, the dirt had been lifted off of her, and Maleficent slowly and painfully crawled out of her grave.
Looking around, she nearly threw up. She was in a yard - but not any normal yard. No, she recognized this yard from her years as a respected member of the royal court, before Stefan had thrown her out of the court unfairly for getting angry at a particularly disrespectful peasant. She had attempted to kill that one…
But the gardens had changed, now seeming even more pleasant than before - disgustingly pleasant.
Aurora was the queen.
Maleficent nearly screamed, but a voice spoke in her mind: Don't. You will get your chance soon enough. Enter the portal, and you will get your chance.
Maleficent looked around, and saw a portal in one of the flower beds, glowing and flashing colors. It was calling to her.
Maleficent looked around and saw no one.
She dove into the portal.
Emerging at the other end, she saw a table with thirteen chairs and room for another.
In one of the chairs was a presence. It was not physical, but it was there - Maleficent could feel it.
She looked around once more - she was pleased with being able to do that after so many years - and saw the table overlooked a field of evil. Demons swooped upon unwary victims of every species, from every world. Fire, lightning, ice, it all raged destructively across the landscape.
Hell.
She realized she had never come here after that accursed sword had pierced her heart. She had simply slept for years.
Yes. The voice now came from the presence in the chair. There was more I had planned for you… And all the rest. You and a few others, especially… But that's not important. Come, sit by me.
Maleficent raised a brow, but sat by the chair in another that felt like her old one back at the Forbidden Mountain. What a pleasure it was to sit upright!
Then another entered through the portal. This one was tall and cruelly beautiful. She wore a purple dress and a black cape, along with a black headdress with a golden crown atop of it. She wore makeup, and looked, displeasedly, at the place around her, but Maleficent thought she detected a hint of happiness in the emerald eyes of the newcomer.
Maleficent rose and respectfully bowed. "Queen Grimhilde," she said, approaching the Evil Queen. "It's a pleasure, I must say."
The Queen raised her eyebrow. "And who might you be?"
Maleficent smiled. "I am Maleficent, Mistress of all Evil. I terrorized the Kingdom for years before I was finally stopped by a pretty boy and three fairies who had some luck." Her face fell thinking about them - Aurora, Phillip, Fauna, Flora, Merriwether… She shook her head and smiled once more at the Queen. "I must say, Your Majesty, I admire your work."
The Evil Queen nodded. "Honored," she said nonchalantly, then went to sit down at the chair next to Maleficent's.
Then another stepped through. He practically crawled through, but when he stood, Maleficent's eyes widened, for another one of her heroes stood before her.
Tall and black as night, the demon towered above them all, standing at fifty feet - something Maleficent knew from reading about the ancient tale of that Night on Bald Mountain. His wingspan was thirty feet, but currently twenty, as his wings were folded a bit. Maleficent couldn't even see his face, but what she could see was his eyes. They were yellow, and glowed like spotlights. The creature's feet had sharp claws instead of toenails, which were shiny. The leathery black skin practically blotted out the landscape behind him.
"Chernabog." Maleficent fell to her knees. "It's a pleasure to -"
The demon sensed the presence and let out a roar of anger, nearly causing the fairy to black out. It dove toward the presence.
Now, now, chided the voice. We can't have that.
Chernabog shrank, roaring in pain as he did. In three seconds, he was ten feet tall. While still intimidating, this was an awesome show of power by the demon in the chair, and Maleficent felt a newfound fear for herself, Grimhilde, and the Mountain Demon.
Remember that, Biir*, growled the demon. I certainly will.
Chernabog got up, panting, his fearsome face now visible. Six horns jutted from the sides of his head, his yellow teeth bared in anger. He nodded to Grimhilde and turned to Maleficent. "Who are you?"
Maleficent swallowed. "I am Maleficent, Mistress of all Evil. I terrorized the Kingdom for years before I was defeated by a lucky pretty boy and some fairies."
Chernabog grinned. "Prideful. Ambitious. I like you." His face fell once more. "I can see why he brought you here."
So can I. The voice seemed to chuckle.
Chernabog sat on the largest chair there, which was the third to the presence's left.
Another woman - another queen - walked through the portal. This one was much larger than the Evil Queen, and much angrier-looking. Her black hair was tied up into a bun behind her crown, and her eyes were wild and angry. Her dress was colored red and black, and her meaty hands were calloused.
"Your Majesty." Maleficent smiled at the Queen of Hearts.
"Maleficent!" The queen smiled. "What a pleasure it is to see you up and moving once more, especially after that nasty incident -"
"Yes, yes," said Maleficent interrupted, which was possibly the worst decision of her life. "Sit, please!"
"Don't mind if I do." The Queen of Hearts sat down and began trying to strike up a conversation with the Evil Queen.
The next in was a pirate. Wearing a thin black mustache and large, fancy red hat with a feather in it, along with a red coat, a white ruffle shirt, gold buttons, white tights, and black boots, the pirate had a belt with a gold-handled sword in it. He only had one hand. Instead of a left hand, the pirate had a shining silver hook.
Maleficent smiled at the pirate. "Captain Hook. I see the old crocodile hasn't got to you yet."
Captain Hook shuddered. "Not at all, though we've had a couple of close scrapes." His eyes widened as he saw the figures sitting behind Maleficent. "The Evil Queen? Chernabog?"
"And me!" called the Queen of Hearts.
"Of course, my dear, of course," said Hook. "How do you do?"
"Just fine, James." The Queen of Hearts smiled. Captain Hook walked over and began talking to the Golden Age villains, and the Queen of Hearts.
"Maleficent?"
Maleficent turned to see a tall, thin woman staring at her in awe. Her hair was dyed half black and half white. She wore a black dress that hung loosely off of her body, and a pair of red heels. She wore red leather gloves and held a ridiculously long cigar in her hand. She wore a huge white fur coat that made her body look even more like a toothpick.
Maleficent raised an eyebrow. "Do I know you?"
"No…" The woman shrugged. "But I've heard of you. Your legacy lived on for years, and now, here I am, talking to the Mistress of all Evil herself!" The woman laughed - a cruel laugh, but this was meant to be… Entertained. "I'm sorry. My name is Cruella De Vil."
Maleficent smiled. Even in death, her legacy had lived on. As it should be. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss De Vil. Sit down, I believe we're still waiting for a few…"
The next through the portal was a large… woman? Her arms, back, head, and neck were a shade of lavender, and rather plump. She had white and gray hair that was stuck up on her head like a flame, and she wore red lipstick. She had purple seashell-shaped earrings, and wore a necklace with a conch shell on it. Her blue eyes were rather excited and curious.
The rest of her upper body and legs were a completely different matter. They seemed to be made of some sort of… rubber? They were black as night, and in addition to the arms, with hands that had nails sharp as knives, the woman had six octopus-like legs, all with purple suckers on the bottom. The way she moved across the ground was both disgusting and entrancing.
Maleficent nodded. "Hello."
The mer-octopus grinned. "Ah, Maleficent! A pleasure to meet you. My name is Ursula."
Maleficent nodded. "A pleasure." She gestured behind her. "Please sit, as there are still more coming."
"Of course, darling." Ursula walked…? over to the table and sat down.
"Huh." Maleficent heard a pompous voice behind her. "Since when do they let women into obviously important meetings?"
The Mistress of all Evil turned around to see a tall, handsome human standing there. He was huge and muscular, but surprisingly simple-looking, unlike everyone else here, who had some sort of feature that made even the humans look a bit like monsters. The man's long, black hair was tied back into a ponytail. His piercing blue eyes were very pretty, and his jawline was perfectly symmetrical. He wore a red shirt that tightly hugged his muscular torso, and revealed his rather hairy chest. A bow, quiver full of arrows, and a semi-automatic musket were slung over his back, and a pair of yellow gloves covered his hands. He wore brown pants and black boots, and he wore a belt.
"After all," the man continued, "all the important work should be left to the men. The women should be left at home to clean."
Maleficent raised an eyebrow. "And who, may I ask, are you?"
The young hunter scoffed. "Under most circumstances, I would ask how you don't know me. But you're a woman, and no woman can think very hard, so I'll forgive you. My name is Gaston, greatest hunter in the whole world and hero of the town of Gascony."
"I see." Maleficent politely bowed. "Meanwhile, I -" She raised her voice here "- am Maleficent. I am the Mistress of all Evil, and I do not appreciate being insulted because of my gender!"
With this, the beautiful fairy raised her staff and struck the narcissistic town hero in the chest with a bolt of lightning, knocking him to the floor.
The hunter rose to his feet slowly. "My…" He gulped. "My apologies." He practically ran to his seat, receiving titters from several of the others. Ursula gave the witch a thumbs-up, Cruella and the Queen of Hearts applauded, and even the Evil Queen inclined her head to Maleficent, who could see the beginnings of a smile on the dictator's face.
"My." A much silkier voice spoke behind the fairy. "Aren't you the strong one?"
Maleficent turned, and came face-to-face with a middle-aged Arab man. He was in maybe his forties or fifties, and had a curly black goatee. His hat was a huge red-and-black oval sort of thing, with a purple jewel embedded in the middle. He wore a black cape, and red-and-black robes. In his long, nimble-looking hand, he held a golden staff with a snake head on top.
Maleficent smiled and nodded at the man. "Indeed. I am -"
"Maleficent, yes. Mistress of all Evil." The man gave a leering smile. "I've heard all about you. You're amazing, I must say." He bowed. "My name is Jafar."
Maleficent smiled as she offered her hand to shake. "A pleasure."
They shook, and Jafar went to sit down.
The next guest was a lion. He had dark brown fur and a black mane, and his claws clicked on the floor as he prowled into the room. He seemed rather skinny for an adult male lion, but his teeth were white and sharp as they should've been. His green eyes were cruel, and the left eye had a scar running through it.
Maleficent nodded at the big cat. "Hello. My name is Maleficent, Mistress of all Evil." She readied her staff, in case the lion was as sexist - or speciesist - as Gaston.
The lion, however, simply sighed. "Impressive title. My name is Scar."
Convenient name, though Maleficent, not at all surprised the feline could speak. "I think there's a space reserved for you."
"No, really?" muttered Scar, but went to sit in the empty space nonetheless.
"What is this?!"
Maleficent turned sharply, and nearly knocked down a rather old man in black, purple, and red clothing. The man had a pointy nose, and gray hair. Upon his head was a black hat with red stripes in it, along with a pair of red ribbons coming down from it. He wore a purple, black, and red robe, along with black shoes.
"What heathenly place of the Devil have I entered?" asked the old man. "Was simply one sin that horrible, that Our Lord had to wait to condemn me to Hell?"
Maleficent sighed. This should be fun. She forced a smile. "Greetings. We are here to make the world a better place by any means necessary. My name is Maleficent."
The man raised an eyebrow. "You say you are here to make the world a better place. And yet, you are Maleficent - the single most evil creature in the history of the Kingdom? The one who practiced witchcraft and received judgement in the fires of Hell?"
"The very same."
The man stared at Maleficent for a moment, then shrugged. "Oh, well. Our Lord works in mysterious ways." He stared at Maleficent's raised hand. "I am disinclined to touch you, though. My name is Frollo." He walked past the fairy, then screamed as he saw the other evil creatures sitting around the table. Maleficent rolled her eyes, then saw another villain walk through the portal.
This one seemed more fluid than most of the other villains. He was snapping his fingers, as though listening to a good beat, and he was grinning happily. He floated on a cloud of smoke, which came out from beneath his black-and-gray robe as if from a Genie's lamp. There was a skull decoration on his robe, which went well with his blue-gray skin. His lips were dark gray, almost black, and his eyes were yellow all the way through, except for the pupils. Instead of hair, blue flames licked the top of his head.
Maleficent offered her hand, though she knew who he was, but before she could speak, the god did. "Name's Hades, Lord of the Dead. Hi, how ya doin'?"
Maleficent fought down a smile. "Hades. I am Maleficent, Mistress of all Evil."
Hades grinned. "Hey, I thought ya looked familiar. Or maybe that was from my dreams."
Maleficent raised her eyebrow. "Hades, are you flirting with me?"
"No!" Hades threw his hands up in defense. "Just trying to be nice! Geez, a guy gives a girl a compliment and suddenly he likes her? What kind of world do we live in nowadays?"
Maleficent smiled, no longer able to hold it down. "Certainly nice to meet you, Hades, but for future reference, I am interested in someone else."
Hades chuckled. "Ah, well. So, I'm supposed to be here, right? I don't think I was sent to Heaven, heck, didn't even know gods could die, but hey, anything for the angels." He winked at Maleficent.
Maleficent actually laughed. "We're in Hell. There's a seat ready for you."
"Hey, nice!" Hades grinned. "I do enjoy sitting in a chair in a room full of dead people!"
Frollo's going to hate this one, thought Maleficent as Hades walked past her to sit.
The last guest was a human. Unlike the others, his skin was dark, and he wore a long black mustache. On his head, he wore a tall black top hat, with a red ribbon tied around it, a purple feather sticking out of it, and a skull and crossbones decoration. His eyes were purple, and he wore a leather necklace with a pair of crocodile teeth on it. He wore a dark purple jacket and a purple vest, but no shirt. His tailcoats were brown with purple insides, and he wore a red sash like a belt. He had dark purple pants, along with brown shoes with white spats. He held a wooden cane with a purple orb on top in his hand.
Maleficent nodded. "Greetings. I am Maleficent."
The man smiled. "Maleficent! Bon cherie! A tip of the hat from Dr. Facilier." With that, he took of his hat and bowed, revealing a tall mass of messy black curls.
Maleficent smiled. "It's nice to meet you, Doctor."
"Indeed." Facilier put his hat back on. "May I sit?"
"Of course." Maleficent smiled. "You are the last guest."
They sat, and Maleficent looked around the table. The Evil Queen was to her left, and then Cruella De Vil, Ursula, Captain Hook, Jafar, Hades, Scar, the Queen of Hearts, Dr. Facilier, Chernabog, Gaston, and Frollo. The presence separated Frollo and Maleficent.
Yes. The presence spoke. Its voice sounded hungry. The Thirteen have gathered.
Frollo raised an eyebrow. "The what, now?"
The Thirteen. The demon chuckled. Yes… I have gathered you in order to take over the Kingdom.
"No!" Frollo slammed his fist on the table. "I will not stand for this! This goes against God's command! Only Our Lord can have the Kingdom, along with all other worlds -"
How do you know that this isn't His will?
Frollo opened his mouth, then thought better of it and shut it.
Now. The demon sighed contentedly. Let's get down to business. I have gathered each and every one of you here to help me. Other villains have been brought back, too, and I would recommend seeking them out. Some personal recommendations would include Oogie Boogie, Tremaine, Yzma, Davy Jones, Gothel, Shere Khan, Mim, Shan Yu, Ratigan, and Tamatoa. This is not something any of you should take lightly.
Terrorize the Kingdom. Make them fear you. Why shouldn't they? After all, you serve me.
Your ultimate goal is to release me upon the Kingdom. Re-establish my physical form. It's been done before. Just gather enough fear and hatred in this world, then add Maleficent's blood to a ritual area I will find, then conduct the ritual.
Do not fail me. You may leave.
The Thirteen rose to leave, but then he spoke once more. All except you, Maleficent.
The Thirteen raised eyebrows at her, but left. Jafar came and patted Maleficent's shoulder, then waved before he was the last to step through the portal.
Well, Maleficent, asked the demon, What do you think of my prototype?
Maleficent raised an eyebrow. "Prototype?"
This isn't my final Thirteen. You will be the only one that will be a member of the New Thirteen, who will be gathered from across all worlds.
Maleficent smiled. "You have good taste."
Ah. The demon sounded happier. You will succeed, but I will not overtake the Kingdom. Keep terrorizing it… We will have it after my final project.
Maleficent nodded. "I look forward to seeing it."
Good. You may go.
Maleficent stepped through the portal.
She was back at the Forbidden Mountain. She looked at an old statue out the window and waved her hand.
Stone melted off of the sculpture, which then turned to flesh and emitted a loud caw, then swooped toward Maleficent.
The Mistress of all Evil smiled and raised her hand, allowing the crow to perch on it. "Diablo, my pet. How wonderful to see you again."
She walked to a black cauldron that sat by her old throne, and waved her hand over it. She could tell it had been used since she was gone, but no matter. Whatever fool had tried had had no idea how to use it.
"My minions," she muttered, smiling, "Arise…"
A table sat in a bright, shining castle in the middle of the sea. Around it sat several large, anthropomorphic animals, including two mice, two ducks, two dogs, and a dragon.
"Gawrsh, Mickey," said one of the dogs, wringing his hands nervously, "What do we do?"
One of the mouse, whose head was devoid of the crown, as usual, shook his head. "I don't know, Goofy." He looked up sadly. "I just don't know."