Good Morning Readers. Now although I usually fixate on Harry Potter fanfics I thought I would try my hand at a slightly different pairing. Malora is somewhat warped in the sense that the relationship between Aurora and Maleficent appears on screen as more as a mother/daughter one and yet there is undertones of sexual desire (well in my head anyway) between the two. As perusal this will be a LONG story so if you're looking for a oneshot I suggest you don't read :-) Of course review if you like but please be nice as it is very depressing when you get a few readers who just wish to slate...Enjoy DT xx
The cloud embankment wisped away into nothingness as Maleficent soared up and out into the endless expanse of open air. The rays of sun thrown out set the great white wall alight with hues of golds and pinks. Breathing in deeply the years of pent up rage and unwanted feelings fell away, her wings had been returned. The barrier of thorns had melted under the sudden removal of her anger, it had been as though all wrongs had been righted the moment Stefan had died. Of course she knew this was not true, sixteen years was too long a time to try and fool herself into thinking her faults and evil deeds would be erased due to one of good, and yet it did not stop her hoping. With almost a week past since the climax of war she was surprised no one had come for her head to avenge their fallen King. Not that they would be able to acquire it, her power would surpass their fruitless attempts of murder, regardless of the knowledge about Faeries and the disabling effect iron had on them. Alone, truly alone for the first time in sixteen years she admitted to herself that although the darkness inside her had dispersed a fragment still remained buried deep inside her heart and it whispered. It whispered of death, of how to do it, the simplicity of the act. Anyone foolish enough to try and take the Moors would be ended before they could raise a sword, it unsettled her to feel such vulgar words line her mind. True the fear of failing the young woman who had been oddly distant since receiving her crown, unsettled her more than her new found mind set she still could not allow the unforgivable act of murder, regardless of who it was. Blood would not grace her hands, under any circumstances.
The sun dipped its great spherical self below the lands line, taking the last streams of light with it. Slowly, one by one twinkling specks ghosted into life above the resting Kingdoms below, night had crossed the sky in the blink of an eye and soon Maleficent knew the suns brother would rise to take his place and keep a watchful gaze over the lands slumber. Relaxing she allowed herself to fall through the now violet clouds and back to her sparkling Moors, it was like the past had not happened, she had not aged but merely woken from a sleep like her beloved Beastie. Everything was how it should be, the Water Sprites skipped happily across the lakes surface pulling streams of light behind them whilst Fireflies swarmed in bunches about the irregular coloured flowers dipping in and out of each center as if to kiss their nectar. She felt the grass under her bare feet, the earth's steady rhythm pulsing through her as she surveyed her home in all its former glory. A forgotten feeling of peace engulfed her heart as she stood there the Moors invading her senses. Yes everything was as it should be; for the moment anyway. Peace she knew never lasted.
Her sleep was disturbed that night as it had been every night since the final battle, the sensation of burning ravaged her skin as she thrashed in anguish, feathers catching on loose bark from her tree. The image of Aurora danced inside her dreams eye, fear and confusion twisting her young face
"Run Aurora!" she felt herself cry out in panic seeing the great mass of Diaval's fire race too close for comfort to her young charge. She watched the figure as it turned after a few meters of running
"I hate you!" it screamed tears pouring down the young cheeks, her vision blurred only to focus on Stefan. His body motionless deaths hands stealing him away in the night, yet his spoke,
"You're not welcome here". She saw her friends from the Moors, the beings she protected shunning her from her home, a witch hunt, the good removed from their souls as they rallied to push her away. A scream died in her throat as she felt her heart impaled by the young blonde Prince's sword. Horns torn from her head, as the mob lynched her body high in her tree, cries of glee at the destruction of the evil faery. Suddenly she was flying, wings strong and faithful carrying her away from the vengeful magic folk, her tears drying in the sun's heat. They faltered, she plummeted feathers once more ripped from her back the pain engulfing her as the wind rushed past her ears. She fell closer and closer to the earth, a mumbling was filling her head,
"Godmother…Godmother wake up please" a voice was calling distant and familiar, hands clamored around her face and neck pulling her back to consciousness as the ground came even closer.
Eyes shot open bright green and gold fear filling them as her body propelled her away from the figure towering above her slumbering form. Aurora flinched at her sudden movement and tumbled unceremoniously out of the trees branches, landing with a bone crunching thud on the grassy verge.
"Beastie" the Faery exclaimed a stutter almost present in her still half sleep covered voice. She swooped down to the crumbled heap of blonde locks and royal robes fear striking her heart when she received no answer. Long fingers slid a stray curl out of the young woman's face, her eyes were closed lips slightly parted a soft groan escaped at the gentle touch. A gasp of relief issued from Maleficent at the tiny response, scooping the fragile body up in her strong arms the Faery rose gently and lifted her into the deep swell of the trees trunk. Circling her wrists she tended to the lump that had formed on Aurora's temple gold dust floated round the blondes head. A contended smile caressed the full lips of the resting Princess, "Sleep well Beastie" the winged woman's voice was hushed as she ran tender knuckles down the side of Aurora's face. Her heart swelled at the sight of the woman leaning into her touch, and for a few moments Maleficent remained by the slumbering figure just to wonder at the beauty before her.
The sun was speckling her form when she opened bleary eyes to the sensation of gently fingers running up and down her feathers. Careful to not startle the creature she knew to be touching her she spoke softly "Beastie you should feel very fortunate I have allowed you to touch my wings without permission". The fingers stopped
"I am sorry Godmother, I just wished to know how they felt I have never seen feathers to big". Maleficent slowly turned over to look down at the smiling face below her, she fixed the blonde with her multicoloured eyes,
"And how do they feel?"
"Wonderful, so soft and warm" The Faery's mouth twitched, sitting up she extended one out in an invitation for Aurora to come closer the girl did so, if a little hesitantly. She was barely a foot away from Maleficent when she lunged suddenly, wrapping her thin arms around the lithe waist of her companion. The sudden unexpected contact was something the elder was trying hard to get used too, she hadn't seen the young woman in a week and within that week she'd become accustom to no contact again and yet here was this human so willing to be that close to her. It baffled her if she was honest. Curling her wing back round the shoulders of the young blonde Maleficent felt a soft smile curve her lips, "I have missed you Godmother"
"And I you Beastie" Aurora's face was buried in the cleft between the elders ample chest and shoulder, her hot breath tickling Maleficent's neck.
"I am unsure as to why I am here though" she removed her face from the soft skin of her companion and gazed up into the familiar glittering eyes of the woman beside her.
"As am I Beastie you appeared here whilst the moon was still high in the sky startled me so much you fell out of my tree. I had to let you sleep for fear of your head being in terrible pain for a long while". Aurora nodded slowly
"I remember now you have reminded me, I was at the castle when I had this terrible feeling you were in pain and I just had make sure you were safe so I rode here and when I found you you were screaming and flapping your wings they broke a few branches on your tree. But when I tried to wake you, you kept pushing at me then finally when you did wake up you scared me and…" she trailed off. Maleficent flicked her eyes away from the girl shame at her display of weakness flooding her insides.
"My dreams have been filled with terrors as of late" she whispered allowing a thin strand of blonde hair the curl between her fingers, Aurora scanned the turned face
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Maleficent felt a deep tug of affection for Aurora's desire to help others,
"No Beastie it shall pass of its own accord, but for now I have a question for you".
"Mmmm?" the blonde hummed marveling the different shades of colours in the Faery's wings,
"Yes, why did you not return to the Moors sooner? The Fea-Folk have been asking after you, and considering I have not even seen you I had no reasons to give. Even Diaval could not find you when he made a trip to the castle". There was a pause broken only by the gentle rustling of the leaves on Maleficent's tree, she could feel the small body fidgeting against her.
"I was afraid" came the soft reply, this surprised the Faery, she glanced down at the blonde nestled between her side and wing, dirty feet protruding from fine fabric.
"What were you afraid of? The Moors would never harm you, all of its folk adore you, and you them".
"It was not the Moors I was afraid of, it was you" Aurora's voice was so quiet no normal human would have heard it but Maleficent heard every word as clear as day. She stiffened, something that did not go unnoticed by the girl who shifted away from the comfort of feathers and form to look up at the pale woman, shame plastered across her youthful face.
"Me…?" Maleficent breathed not looking at Aurora her jaw gnashed together.
"I know it was foolish of me to feel that way I can see that now but when I was at the castle I heard the people talking of the day you cursed me, of the failed attempt at taking the Moors and they portrayed you in such a way that scared me. Philip said I should come back here when I was ready and so I waited but when I felt that something was wrong I could not stay away". Anger flared deep in her gut at the reasoning behind Aurora's words. Annoyance skittered about her at the name of the young Prince, why had she listened to him and the humans instead of her heart? "Godmother….?" Her voice was soft, Maleficent refused to look at her as anger turned to hurt, she felt a small hand rest atop hers "Godmother please, I am sorry". Tears burnt behind her eyes at the sadness in the girl's words, turning she fixed Aurora with a steady gaze.
"I would never harm you Aurora, I swore to protect you till the day I die. The Prince was wrong to tell you to stay away, you should have listened to your heart and done what you thought was wright not what someone told you. It grieves me to think that you were afraid of me as I would never do anything to upset of scare you. Promise me Beastie if anything like that ever troubles you again you will come to me". She laced her fingers through the blonde curls, bringing them round to frame Aurora's face, gently she ran a slender talon down the rosy cheek. Aurora shuddered at the sensation before nodded and wrapping her arms around the lithe waist of Maleficent. "I promise" she muttered into the ample chest.
"Oh Diaval..." The dark haired man turned to face Aurora who grinned playfully before hurling a large sticky mud ball at him, it met its target with a loud splat. The small clearing irrupted into high pitched laughter and deep throaty chuckles from the boarder guards the mud dripped slowly off the end of Diaval's nose as he looked at Aurora giggling knee deep in the glistening pond.
"Well I was not expecting that, but considering you have thrown the first ball I feel I must-" he reached down into the pond scooping up a large sloppy pile of mud "retaliate". He launched the mud ball high into the air, Aurora shrieked happily and attempted to duck to on coming messy missile but failed as it caught the top of her head taking her crown with it. All of a sudden the pond was full of flying mud balls and ringing laughter as the Fea-Folk divided themselves into two teams intent on making the other as messy as possible.
Maleficent sat in the shade of a great Oak tree watching the mud war with amusement. It appeared Diaval was on the loosing side as the Boghogs seemed to be shielding Aurora from the onslaught, flinging mud as fast as possible at the opposition. Aurora's laughter filled the air around her, she smiled at the filthy girl who had climbed out of the water and was hurrying to her.
"Godmother come and join in I'm sure to win if you are on my side". Maleficent blinked, her, mud, not a good combination.
"I think not Beastie, mud is troublesome to get out of feathers. Besides you seem to be winning without me". Aurora pouted
"Is there no game you will play with me?"
"I do not play games Beastie I am too old". Aurora laughed
"No you're not. Balthazar is older than you and he still plays occasionally".
"Then perhaps another day, but not today. Now run along and finish I have matters of importance to discuss with you later". Aurora cocked her head at that but nodded none the less, as she ran back Maleficent called after her "And make sure you get all that filth off you, there is no way I'm letting you into my tree looking like that". She received a dazzling smile from the blonde who already had another mud ball in her hand ready to rejoin the fray.
The sun glinted through the leaves of the tree Aurora and Maleficent sat under dappling the ground around them. The Faery had been oddly quiet since the mud fight had ended. She'd sat and waited patiently as Aurora had washed herself clean of the muck then flapped her wings a few times to dry her clothes before heading off deeper into the Moors than the girl had been before. Now they sat in a silence that was different to the usual ones that befell them. Glancing up at the tall figure beside her Aurora noticed her eyes were not as bright, the golden merely a glimmer rather than sparkle. The usually schooled face now slightly creased with a frown. Reaching out slowly Aurora gently touched Maleficent's resting hands, "Godmother, is everything alright you seem…distant? More distant than usual I mean". The Faery breathed heavily through her nose then met the blondes bright blue eyes,
"There is something that I feel I must ask you as I'm not sure you have given it much thought". Aurora waited "As you are well aware you are now the Queen of two Kingdoms one of which you know love and adore you and one which does not know who you are and what to expect of their new very young Queen. The Moors will be safe in your absence should you choose to return to the human Kingdom for a period, after all we have never had a Queen before and the harmony will remain without one. Do you wish to return to your other Kingdom?" Aurora thought for a minute before slowly answering
"I think so, even though I do not know how to be a Queen I'm sure I can be taught. The two ladies who have been looking after me have already helped me understand what is proper in certain situations so I am sure they can help me with others". Maleficent nodded
"And these two ladies what else have they told you?"
"Well not much as they keep telling me they are there to serve me not to run the Kingdom with me. But they have told me I am to marry soon". The great wings twitched violently, but her face remained schooled
"Have they now and who have they said you should marry?" Aurora shrugged fiddling with the grass by her feet
"They did not say who but they did say when by. My twenty first birthday seems so long away but they have assured me that these next five years will go fast especially as I must learn how to be the best Queen I can be, there and here".
Maleficent bristled five years was but a mere blink to her and yet Aurora seemed to already realize that time was a fleeting thing too. "They speak the truth five years will past quickly, and by the sounds of it you are to be kept busy throughout. I hope you will still have time for us here".
"Of course I will. The Moors are my home, the Fae-Folk are my family I could not stay away from here too long, I think I would die". The blonde's words made the Faery shudder internally, death had been a taboo subject with her since Stefen and the sleep of Aurora, it did not sit comfortably with her that the girl flung the word about. Still she settled back against the tree and closed her eyes
"I hope so Beastie I hope so". The feeling of a body pressing up against hers made her smile, a large wing came round to wrap the girl into her as a slender arm rested around the small hip.
"Godmother?"
"Mmmmm?" Aurora ran her fingers down the rough fabric of Maleficent's dress
"You'll help me too wont you?"
"If that is what you wish" she murmured in reply twisting a golden curl between her fingers.