War of Animation part Two
The counsel turned to the supposed intruder, only to find a seemingly young woman in a green cloak and a medieval dark maroon dress. Gothel. Gothel was a child compared to all of them but Fallicer, barely magic, and CGI. The Magic counsel couldn't think someone they would expect less.
"Hello Ladies, Jafar, Fallicer, Hades"
The mother of all awkward pauses crept into the room.
"What do you want little girl?" Growled Ursula.
"Oh come now dear I'm here to help."
"Hmm…what with?" mused Jafar, "The amassed heroes are on our doorstep. The most brilliant solution, found by the most respected and gracefully evil person alive, (Jafar was always quick to flatter.) is mutual destruction. What do you have?"
"Allow me to Demonstrate." Gothel Pulled a scroll from her cloak, and laid it out on the table.
The scroll was a map of the kingdom of Disney. The counsel gathered around the map, pondering the significance. Gothel paced from one end of the table as she made her speech.
"This map shows the borders of Disney, obviously, but it fails to show what is beyond that."
"And what would that be" Tremain replied with all the sarcasm she could muster.
"Pixar. DreamWorks. Fox." , Said Gothel. "Each one with half to twice the villains we have. Some like you, some like me, some with powers with you couldn't imagine." It was no secret the new characters of Disney mingled with the other kingdoms. Some of the counsel was smiling quietly to themselves. Gothel continued strutting from one end of the table to the other.
"If we can send envoys to the other kingdoms, we can finally over power those silly little goodie-goodies."
"Well dear," Gothel declared, gliding over to Maleficent, Tremaine, and Grimelhide "what do you make of that?"
Maleficent was sprawled on her throne with her head low.
"That my dear…"Maleficent whispered,
"Is selling out…" holding Gothel up in the air by her throat.
"TO THE ENEMY"
Gothel was thrown to the floor, coughing and sputtering. Grimelhide and Tremaine Stared at her in disgust. Yes they were evil. But only the weak "sell out to the enemy" the strong died trying to kill them. Gothel rose, and keeping her calm, confident demeanor, replied.
"No my dear. That is cheating".
Evil smiles rippled across the villain's countenance as they heard the one idea that had never popped into their heads. Selling out was for cowards, but to cheat, that was kept for the brilliant.
Maleficent materialized a chair for Gothel to sit in at the table.
"Come dear. Let's talk."