The forest was lit was the high noon sun as an old peddler woman hobbled through the woodlands.
"The little me will be away," the old woman muttered to herself gleefully, "And she'll be alone with a harmless old peddler woman."
The woman cackled gleefully at the notion. Just then, right before her eyes, a flurry of green flames emerged in the woman's path. The peddler stumbled back in startlement as a sorceress clad in robes of purple and black emerged from the flames.
"Maleficent!" the old hag spat, "I should have known!"
The sorceress turned around to face the hag. She smirked wickedly upon seeing who had spoken.
"Well, well, well," Maleficent began, "What have we here? If it isn't my dear old friend, Queen Grimhilde. Age hasn't been kind to you, has it?"
The old hag scowled.
"This is just a disguise!" Grimhilde spat back angrily, "I need it to get close enough to my target to eliminate her."
Maleficent raised an eyebrow and cackled, "Still trying to do away with Snow White, are you? Well, I suppose the more things change, the more things stay the same. How are you planning on doing it this time?"
"A poisoned apple, of course," the Queen cackled.
"Poisoned apples? Hmph, you never have failed to intrigue me," Maleficent replied, "Are you certain that the girl will fall for this same trick again?"
"She's got no brains in her fool head," the Queen responded, "Trust me, it'll work this time. By the way, why are you here?"
"I was here to pick something up," Maleficent answered somewhat mysteriously, "But now, it seems, that this little endeavor won't be necessary at the moment."
Maleficent then vanished in a flurry of green flames. The Queen scoffed and proceeded on through the woods.
Later, that afternoon, Snow White took a bite from the Queen's apple and fell to the floor in the sleeping death. The apple rolled from Snow White's unconscious hand as the Queen cackled above Snow White's body.
"Now I'LL be fairest in the land!" the Queen exclaimed as she exited the cottage.
She looked around and saw that it had begun to rain. She groaned. The long walk home would be practically unbearable in this weather. She contemplated going back inside and waiting out the storm indoors when suddenly, a figure flew out into the open. He was clad in a green and yellow suit with a lightning motif to it.
The Queen, fearing the bizarre man, immediately began to run into the forest. When she turned around to see if the man was following her, she saw him flying quickly towards her, lightning surging from his body. The Queen quickly shifted directions to loose the pursuer but wound up tangled in a cluster of vines. She speedily untangled herself and began to run as fast as her old aching bones could carry her. She found herself at the base of the mountain. Realizing that she had no choice but to climb it, the Queen began to hobble up the mountain.
She turned around to see her follower flying behind at a steady pace, apparently savoring this moment. The Queen began to proceed forward but soon found herself trapped on the cliff. She looked down to see the follower standing a few feet below her, taunting her with his calmness. In a rage, she took a large broken tree branch and began to dislodge a huge boulder in an attempt to crush her.
The follower, in a flash of light, disappeared from the lower ledge and reappeared floating above the Queen. Before the Queen had time to even notice what had happened, the attacker fired a bolt of lightning at the Queen and sent her tumbling to her doom.
"Father will be most pleased, with me," the attacked said with a laugh as he flew away from the scene of the murder.
Backed at the dwarfs' cottage, Maleficent materialized to recover Snow White. However, much to her surprise, she found that Snow White's body was gone. The sorceress could hardly curb her anger. She used her magic to identify what happened to Snow White and discovered that whoever took Snow White was using magic from the Grimorum Arcanorum...