Hi everybody I'm back. Chapter two is finally ready and I really hope you all like it because I worked long and hard on it. It is from a different point of view, but I'm not telling you who's because that is a surprise I'm saving for later. Feel free to take a guess though. I own nothing.
Chapter 2
I watched as Ben and Mal re-entered the school.
"Ben, you can put me down now," laughed Mal looking at him as he still carried her through the door. But then finally he set her down looking down at her with the glint of love in his eyes. Ben wasted no time pulling her by the waist into his arms claiming her lips with a beastly passion. Her arms went around him fisting into his hair a disgusting moan leaving one, or maybe both of them. His own hands went down to grip the swell of her ass and pulling back from him she swatted him playfully pecking him on the lips. From my hiding place it was clear, they were in love, and that was not good. They couldn't be allowed to carry on like this. What would happen to the kingdom? The mere thought of it made my heart hurt the idea of what she could do to this kingdom. It all made me ill and the prince was so doe eyed in love he would do nothing to stop her.
The boy king was in love with her. And though Mal could be a sweet girl there was still the evil in her blood. She was the daughter of the most evil woman that had ever lived and despite everything the king couldn't be allowed to love her. For the sake of the kingdom, it couldn't be allowed to happen. Somehow it had to be stopped because if not just by the scene before me I knew what the future would hold. He loved her, he would marry her.
"She can't be allowed to be queen," I thought closing my eyes at the thought of the heirs they would produce and what they could do. Those heirs could turn out to be as evil as Maleficent then the kingdom would truly be doomed.
Finally as I watched them, they ended their gross display of affection and began walking down the hall. They were hand in hand her head on his shoulder as he put an arm around her. If only her mother had been someone else it all would be so different, but unfortunately it wasn't. It was all so sad in a way. I couldn't watch it anymore and disappearing with a flourish I knew one thing; this had to be stopped.
"It's about time you arrived," came a voice as I appeared with a burst of magic. I was in a dark room lit only by dozens of candles and sitting at the table in the center of the room their faces covered were my fellow protectors. We were the protectors of this kingdom. I stood in a room made completely of stone, my fellow protectors looking at me; I was the only one with the black hood of my cloak down allowing them to see my face. And taking a seat at the only empty seat I looked into the unknown blackness of their cloaks.
"Well, what news do you bring about the boy," snapped the figure to my right.
The hairs at the back of my neck stood straight up as every eye stared at me waiting for me to speak. Although we all had the same goal, the protection of the kingdom, sometimes my fellow protectors truly frightened me.
"Ben has fallen in love with that girl. I witnessed the way they interact, the way they look at each other. They are in love and it must be stopped," I declared my voice wavering as I considered the choices we had to do so.
"Of course, but how are we to do this? The boy is still the king, we can't very well get rid of him, and we can't make him stop loving her. That is impossible. What are we to do?" exclaimed another unknown figure who sat across from me.
"That is a stupid question for the boy is not the problem. The problem is her so we must get rid of the girl then the boy can find a true and proper queen to rule beside him," snapped the figure to my left and we all knew he spoke the truth. He spoke the truth, but I couldn't help but wonder what that would entail. Would that mean us killing her? I didn't want to have to kill the girl despite the fact of who she was she didn't deserve that. But she couldn't be allowed to be with Ben somehow she would have to be handled. But how?
"How do we do that? We can't kill her. I'm telling you the boy loves her and if we sent her back to the isle he will go searching for her. So, we can't send her back either," I exclaimed speaking the words every one of them was thinking. And from the silence that filled the room none of them had the answer. It was a question that very well might have been unanswerable until suddenly one of them spoke.
"Let's create a special isle just for her. We'll put her there and never let her leave then the kingdom will be forever protected from her. And the king shall never find her no matter how hard he looks. He'll search for her, but he will find nothing. And sooner or later he will give up and find himself another love. Someone worthy of his love," exclaimed the figure to my right and the sinister edge to his voice gave me chills.
"You could do that couldn't you my dear? After all you did it once before," asked the figure looking at me causing everyone else's eyes to fall on me too. I didn't answer for a long time; I hadn't expected them to think of such a thing.
"Could another isle be created," asked each of them nearly at the same time all their eyes still on me.
I remained silent then as I stared at my hands as they lay on the rough hard wood table. What they were asking was possible, but it wouldn't be easy. The first isle took me nearly over a year to construct and this one would take the same amount of time maybe even more. It would have to hold Mal and I had no doubt somewhere inside her she was just as powerful as her mother. It would take a lot of magic to hold her.
"Another isle can be constructed, but it won't be easy. It will take a lot of magic and time to get it made. As long as it took to make the first maybe even longer," I explained my eyes still on my hands.
"Why, it doesn't need to be as strong as the first? The first isle had to hold all the villains this one would only have to hold one girl. It should be much easier this time," snapped the figure across from me. I stood up in that moment thinking that they couldn't possibly be that stupid. She was not a mere girl; she was Maleficent's daughter. Laying my hands flat on the table I stared the figure down my voice serious.
"Don't underestimate that girl. After all she is Maleficent's daughter. This isle will have to be just as strong as the first if we hope to hold her captive," I exclaimed my voice raising.
"Agreed, but this isle must also be hidden," said the figure to my left.
"Hidden, but why?" I whispered my heart filling with foreboding.
"It is something we should have done in the first place then we wouldn't be in this situation. The boy will search for her you know that and if he sees a mysterious isle floating a ways away he will get curious. We never want him to find her," whispered the figure to my left. I didn't like the sound of it, but I couldn't deny that they were right. Ben could never find her so this isle must be well hidden just as the first should have been. And then I couldn't help, but wonder if this was wrong. If we did this what kept us from becoming villains. Villains took away happy endings and right at that moment I couldn't help, but think that that was what we were doing. And then suddenly the meeting ended with me only knowing that I was expected to create another isle. An isle to hold Mal for the rest of her life forever taking her happy ending from her. Just like a villain.
Each of us disappeared in a wisp of magic and as I appeared in the hall of the school once more I once again felt that foreboding. I tried to tell myself that what we were doing needed to be done for the kingdoms sake. But as much as I said it I couldn't shake the feeling that this was wrong. That this would forever make me a villain. By getting rid of Mal and hiding her away on an isle all her own were we making ourselves villains? I just didn't know anymore. Despite my head telling me that it was for Ben's own good, for the kingdoms own good; I couldn't help, but listen to the whisperings of my heart as well. And it was telling me that this was wrong, so wrong.
