Author's Note: I don't own anything.
Summary: Maleficent wasn't born evil. Where did she go wrong?
Maleficent sat in her throne room with her pet crow staring into space. She rubbed her temples as her demon servants told her that yet again they didn't find Aurora. She grew frustrated and zoned out. She began to think about her life over the years. It was a difficult journey, filled with twists and turns, heartbreak, love and deception. She wasn't always the mistress of evil. In fact, she started out as just Maleficent.
Maleficent was born on a dark and stormy night in the middle of the woods. Her mother was a peasant woman with no home to call her own. Her father was unknown, and it was never figured out. Maleficent's mother had been abandoned.
While she was giving birth three fairies happened to be in the forest. They were on their way home. There was Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather. When they saw the young woman, they rushed to her side to help her. They led her to their house and took her in.
It was a very long night and the birth took several hours. Unfortunately, the mother did not make it, but her baby survived. The next morning the woman was buried.
Unsure of what to do, the three fairies took the child in. "What should we call her?" asked Merryweather.
"I'm not sure," said Flora.
"How about…Maleficent?"
"That's a dark name," shuddered Merryweather.
"Well, she was born on a stormy night. Her mother is gone, and who knows what kind of trouble we will be in if anyone finds out!"
The baby began to cry and Fauna walked over and picked the baby up. "This is not a human baby," whispered Fauna.
Fauna unwrapped the blanket and revealed a half dragon/half fairy baby. "A dragon and fairy mix? Isn't there a prophecy about this?" asked Merryweather.
Flora pulled down a book and announced, "There is. It says that there will be a mixed child. She will bring about both good and bad. It is unknown which path shall be the final, but if she is the one then we shall know."
Fauna held the baby close to her and suddenly she felt something cold. She looked at the baby and it's skin was turning green. Fauna screamed as did the other two fairies. "Oh my goodness!" they said in unison.
They all pulled out their wands and tried to change the color of her skin, but it was no use. "Why on earth did she turn green?" asked Fauna.
"Don't we have a huge population of green dragons in the hills?"
Merryweather pulled down a book and nodded in agreement. "It says here in the book we do."
They set Maleficent in a crib they conjured up and they watched her. Black hair began to form and it grew rapidly. The hair began to twist upwards and formed two horn like shapes.
To be continued…