DISCLAIMER!: I Own Nothing but my OC; Lana.
This is my first story EVER! So please be kind and give feedback, :).
Prologue: A girl ran past the guard, through a crowded village in midday. She had gotten the news, a competition, held by the king; to whom ever killed Maleficent will take his throne and marry his daughter. She arrived, in the magical forest just right in the outskirt of the town. The girl pulled her hood off her head. She dropped the basket in her hand and walked quietly to the woods. It's not quite the way she remembered, it was so bright and full of magic. Not anymore. Darkness now lingered around the place, with a stinky smell of mushrooms. Her breath hitched when she saw the forest,"Maleficent!" She shouted, her voice echoing through the forest."Maleficent! Come out!" She yelled again. Then she saw her, a shadow hiding behind a tree,"Maleficent, is that you?" She asked, approaching the shadow.
"Maleficent, please." The girl sighed."They're going to kill you. The king, he's fallen sick, you need to hide. Please." She begged even more. She got no respond and quickly turned away,"Let it be then, just don't trust Stefan-" She mumbled, leaving the dark place."Who are you?" A dark voice spoke up,"Who are you to dare enter the Moors? And who are you to speak his name?" It asked. The girl's head turned sharply,"Oh Maleficent," She cried,"It's me, Lana. Stefan's sister. We've met once. His envy and greediness has taken over his heart. Don't trust him, please." She told her, not leaving the spot she have been standing on. Then, clicking of horses hoofs were silently heard, she gasped."I must leave you, please don't trust him. I'll be back in two days!" She huskily said and walked from Maleficient."Why two days, and what's your name child?" Maleficent called out to her."I'm not a child, I'm proudly a 24 years old girl. The name's Lana, and you can't expect a witch to packed her stuff in a day, can you?"