Well here is the first chapter of the new Disney Infinity fanfiction as requested by retro mania. I hope you enjoy, and please don't be afraid to review.

Chapter 1: - The Legend

"Master, are you sure it is here?" asked a small and timid voice of a small creature as it followed its master into a dark room. "We were nearly caught by Walt and Merlin at the last castle on this quest that you have been obsessed with!" the voice said as he kept fallowing his master into the dark room.

"Silence, Creeper! It is here! The Fae promised me that!" snapped the master after hearing the small green creature complain again. The henchmen had been complaining since they had arrived at the ruined castle.

"That's another thing! Can we trust this Fae? I have heard many stories about her. And all of them are scary and not good!" Creeper whined. He stayed behind his master who kept walking on through the dark catacombs of the castle that they had taken for themselves after The Horned King had heard of the castle. "She even worries Walt, and she had only appeared a few months ago. And it takes a lot to worry Walt!" Creeper whispered thinking of the mortal human who defended Magic and Light along with the aging Master Yin Sid and Merlin.

"Creeper, I told you to be quite!" snapped The Horned King as he turned round to face the hunched back goblin. The goblin squeaked with fear before hunching down into a round ball. "Remember your place, Creeper!" finished The Horned King before he turned back round to walk down the corridor that was going to lead him to his goal.

"Forgive me, Master. I just do not trust that Fae!" grumbled the Creeper as he slowly came out of his ball shape. The small green hunched goblin followed the evil king that ruled the Dark Lands.

"I do not want to know what you think, Creeper. It is not your place!" snapped The Horned King without looking back round at his ever present servant. He did not even register Creeper apologising to him. He was too focused on getting to his destination. He wanted to get his plan under way. A plan that would allow him to take Magic Kingdom away from under Walt Disney's protection. Disney had, somehow managed to keep him The Horned King from getting what he wanted: The Source. The Source was the most powerful piece of Science and Magic their realm had. It was what influenced the dreams and hopes of children from the Realm that Walt Disney originated from. If he could just reach the Source and infect it with Darkness, the children of the real world will lose all sense of hope and imagination the power source of the heroes.

Crunch!

The Horned King looked down at his feet to see that he had stepped on a wooden shield. A wooden shield that was connected to a skeletons arm. He was getting close. He could already hear it whispering in his ear. Telling him of all the evil spells he can cast on the human that was defending two realms. Victory couldn't come soon enough to him.

The skeletal king in the red cloak kept walking with Creeper right behind. The goblin was too terrified to stare at the unfortunate souls that had been left to rest in the darkest place within their world. There was no telling who these men and beasts had once been, and The Horned King did not care. He did not care that enemies lay beside enemies. He did not care that these soldiers had come from different battles. All he cared about was that he had a good enough sized army that the Cauldron would bring back. The Legend said it could, as did that the Fae and everyone else that had been captured by his forces.

Creeper held his breathe when he came past the skeleton of a minotaur. The massive beast still had its shield by its side that bore the red rampant lion of Aslan. He was too scared to run to his master, in fact he was more afraid of his master than all the skeletons that were left lying around. The Great Lion of Narnia had proven to be a great leader, that was until the Snow Queen took his realm allow the Horned King to set up a new domain with the Snow Queen ruling it for him. The Snow Queen had then plunged Narnia into an eternal winter, only for four children to break that spell and bring back summer. The Horned King still had domain over many places. Jafar had Agrabath under his control without the Sultan knowing that he was no longer in control over his own kingdom. But he wanted more. He wanted to be sitting in the throne within the throne chamber at the Magic Kingdom, that at the moment was empty. The Horned King wanted to be the ruler sitting on that throne! He wanted to rule the entire Magic Kingdom. He wanted to change the Light Magic into Darkness Magic. He could only complete this mission with the Cauldron of Legend.

The Horned King stopped suddenly causing Creeper to ram into his back leg. Creeper yelped and jumped back expecting to be shouted at by his master. Creeper kept his arms over his face ready to block any blows that The Horned King was going to send his way, but none came. "Master, what i-i-is it?" Creeper managed to speak, even if it was a whisper.

"Silence Creeper!" was all the skeleton creature snapped without turning round to face the hunched back goblin that was covering behind him. "I do not understand. It should be here!" the Horned King said out loud to himself. Creeper did not say anything. He was terrified he would say anything that would result him receiving a beaten from The Horned King.

The Horned King walked into the empty chamber that should have held the Black Cauldron, but was empty. The skeletal creature walked further into the chamber that should have held the means for him to raise the army that he needed to take the Magic Kingdom. "Where is it?" The Horned King asked to himself as he walked towards the centre of the chamber. The centre of the chamber was a massive stone pedestal that was large enough for the Black Cauldron to rest upon as it worked its dark magic.

"Master, I did tell you didn't I! I told you not to trust that Fae, Maleficent!" cried Creeper from where he was standing by the door of the chamber.

The Horned King turned round to face Creeper. His red eyes glaring right at Creeper. "I have already told you Creeper: Remember your place! Your place is to not tell me what to do, Creeper! That is the only warning that you are getting on the matter!" hissed The Horned King through gritted teeth. He then looked back at the empty pedestal that should have a resting cauldron that was a large as a man resting on it. Taking a step closer to the pedestal and noticed that it was not as empty as he first thought. Sitting on the ancient stone was a parchment that was old. The Horned King bent down and picked up the old parchment.

"Master, what is it?" asked Creeper still keeping his distance away from his master.

"Creeper, we return back to our castle and we gather as many people to help us!" The Horned King said as he walked back down the steps of the pedestal. "It seems we have a treasure hunt to start!" he said as he walked past the small green Creeper.

"Who do you want gathered, my King?" asked Creeper as he fallowed The Horned King out of the castle that was ruined castle that had been ruined for many years.

"Gather as many villains as you can, Creeper! And I hope you do not disappoint me!" was all The Horned King said before he disappeared in dark smoke leaving Creeper alone in the dark and creepy dungeon with the skeletons.