Maleficent's golden dragon-like eyes gazed at King Stephen's castle in the distance. A sneer curling her red lips, strangely enough...this wasn't out of anger. More or less, it was out of the desire to cause some chaos, to raise a bit of hell for the "Good-Doers". She knew they had all probably celebrated her "death", and she felt the urge to make them feel the worst sense of dread and doubt as possible. She wanted to do something simple, something that would put a foul taste in the air...appearing in the King's grand throne room wouldn't do; that would kill all the tension. No...something subtle would do just fine.
Maleficent looked to the sky and raised her staff, Diablo fluttered off of her shoulder as he felt the magic build and make the air uncomfortably heavy. Energy crackled from Maleficent's staff as the clouds darkened and swirled above. With a commanding tone Maleficent began to chant.
" Woven by hate, and born in the clouds, bring forth a raging storm, and rain dread on those under the crown! Great winds bring forth my wrath, lightning and hail destroy all in your path! Now go with a curse, and serve me well! 'Round Stephen's castle, cast my spell!"
Within moments of her directing her staff towards the castle, the clouds blackened and the winds howled. Lightening boomed and hail fell in thick sheets. This seemed to please Maleficent, for a soft content smile formed on her face...oh how she loved storms. They were so...comforting to her. Her smile widened when the sudden images of what damage the storm was causing flooded her mind. Revenge was a flavor oh so sweet to her...she closed her eyes and sighed happily.
" Better than lovemaking..."
Diablo cawed as she landed back on her shoulder, as if complementing her on her work. He nuzzled her again as she lightly patted his head.
"Come now my pet, we have much to do."
She turned and left her balcony, it was time to find her henchmen. But as she did, Diablo turned his head to the forest...he had the odd feeling that they were being watched...
Unknown to Maleficent, her magic had caught the attention of the small girl in the forest. When she was sure the figure had left the balcony, the little girl stepped out from behind a tree. She stared up the jagged mountain and at the foreboding castle in awe. The flamboyant display of magic was impressive...and was exactly what she had been looking for. She spoke softly to herself..
" That was incredible..."
The male voice from within her mind chuckled.
"Looks like you have a winner..."
She frowned for a moment and blinked.
" What bothers you, child?"
She sighed and leaned against the tree. She seemed discouraged.
" You make this sound like it's going to be easy...but I have a feeling I wont be able to just go up to the front door and simply knock...", she looked back up at the castle. " I doubt I'll even make it to the door..."
The voice within sighed...but was not impatient. It then began to speak in a comforting manner.
" And when was it did the daughter of the Ice Lord become doubtful of her abilities? You are a Nelapsi, a dark child of nature...we Nelapsi can govern forces that the fey folk can only dream of...you are destined to become mighty...you will reign divine punishment on those who transgress against the gods...that woman may be of the evil realm...but she is of no threat to you...if anything...you are a threat to her. "