Gisella: A Beautiful Crime
This short, multi-chapter tale was written for The Fairy Tale Challenge on the DAII forum:
Classic Fairytale: Cinderella: Write about rags to riches.
Optional prompts: Dialogue: I think, therefore I am." / "You am what? An a**hole?", song: Beautiful Crime - Tamer, and picture: #3 makeup.
This was also written for TheNextFolchart's Cinema Collection II challenge/ competition. Prompt/movie: The Perfect Storm: Write about a death.
I hope you enjoy my take on how Gisella Zabini came to be a Black Widow. It is an answer to my QLFC S4,R3 one-shot 'Bird of Prey,' but it is not necessary to have read that to understand this :)
Prologue
"Where are you? I know you're in here! Come on, show me your fa—"
"What's all this racket about, my dear?"
Gisella glared at the blond man before her, tempted to knock out every single tooth in his perfect, white grin. In fact, if she was sure that he wouldn't sue her for assault, or have the Ministry arrest her for her folly, than she definitely would. Fixing him with her fierce gaze, she balled her fists by her side.
"You know very well what this is about. He's dead! Michael is dead!" she said through gritted teeth.
"Oh, I take it that our plan worked then? Good, I haven't got around to reading the papers yet."
Gisella stamped her foot, causing the man to take a step back. "Our plan? You mean your plan! Why didn't you warn me this would happen? I've lost everything now."
The man shook his head, holding up a hand. "No, my dear," he corrected, meeting her gaze, "you have gained everything you desired. Wealth, fame; there is still so much more. Do not pretend that you didn't know this was going to happen."
She opened her mouth to argue back, but rapidly closed it. Deep down, she knew he was right.