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11: Dark House.

This had to be a hurricane-blizzard. Category a hundred. The wind was biting Mal's unshielded face. Whipping her cheeks in every direction as she moved forward in this blizzard. The descending snowflakes descended more rapidly now, Mal shivered as she hugged herself around to keep the cold out from her and keep her a bit more warmer. She should of brought more warmer gear for protection. As she though this, the wind, again, became harsher and smacked the frigid cold right into her face whilst the wind snarled like a beast.

This gray, bleak weather was very brisk. Never on the isle did they have winter conditions like this. That was a blessing that she had back in her hometown. Never having to deal with weather like this and only deal with the muddy snow and gray scenery. "I...hate...you...Doug." Mal chattered through her teeth.

Mal reached the forest and knew she was close. She hurried her speed up so she could leave the blizzard for a couple of minutes and get into a place that could be a bit warm. Then again that old abandoned house could be just as chilly as the weather out here. Mal just prayed it would be a little warmer. And, hey, if she managed to scare those people away to save Doug and they left that fire on, she could warm up quicker. Maybe even sleep here for the night just to avoid the cold. Doug wouldn't mind.

Mal walked for what felt like an hour until she saw a wood cottage old house. That had to be the house as there were a couple of lights on. Mal quickly ran to the house, though that wasn't hard as the wind pushed her tiny body, and she pulled the door open with all the strength she had. She jumped inside and slammed the door shut.

"Doug!?" Mal called out. "It's Mal!" She looked around and waited for someone to come out. Doug must of heard things or the people left. "It's just me!"

Ew. This place was covered in dust and cob webs. Unquestionably an old, rotten house. Mal took a few steps into the house and she found herself in a place the squeaked allover. Mal saw lights on upstairs from the outside, so maybe Doug was hiding up there in a closet or something and waited for Mal to come up and rescue him.

Mal climbed the old creaky stairs to the second floor and once there she called out for Doug again. "Doug!" She called out. "It's safe! Nobody else is here!" She heard nothing. "Damn it Doug! I am NOT in the mood for games!"

"Mal!?" A voice called out. Sounded like Doug, but not exactly.

"Doug!?" Mal screamed. "Where are you?"

"Last room on the left!" Doug called out. "I'm stuck in this room!"

Mal walked to the last room on the left and jingled the door knob. It was locked. Mal jingled the knob a few more times before kicking down the door easily. The room had only a single light bulb to brighten the room and it swung back and forth due to an open window. Mal stepped in and tried to find Doug. He wasn't in here. Maybe the closet over in the corner? "Damn it, Doug." Mal muttered as she walked over to the door. She knocked on it and leaned in. "Doug?" But heard nothing. "Doug?" She asked again as she opened the door. Nothing was inside, just an old jacket and some boxes. "What the hell?"

"Maleficent."

"SHIT!" Mal screamed as she turned and saw Gasper behind her. She held her hand at her chest and breathed heavily from the shock. "What the fuck, Gasper!?"

"I followed you here, silly." Gasper said. "You should know from Ben's mom that a girl being out alone in the woods in this sort of weather leads to wolves wanting dinner."

"Get the fuck away from me!" Mal yelled, going right to his face. "If you keep pestering me like this I'll find a way to get you sent to the isle of the lost!"

"I'm not evil like dad or Mother Maleficent, Maleficent. I'm looking out for you."

"I can take care of myself Gasper! So don't follow me and leave me alone!" Mal yelled. Before she could move, Gasper cupped her face and kissed her lips. Mal screamed in the kiss and slapped the side of Gasper's head. Gasper pulled out in pain. "What the hell! I'm with Ben you dumb idiot!"

"Oh come on Mal!" Gasper yelled this time. "You honestly think Ben will stay with a villain child? It's love for now but what about the future? This is what puppy love is, Mal. You two just think you're in love but it's not real love. You two are just enjoying one another and like hanging out all buddy-buddy and holding hands and kisses and shit. It's not real!"

"And what makes you think what you and I have is real, Gasper!?" Mal yelled.

"I have always love you. I always have and always will love you Maleficent. I can see it. I can see us happily married and we can live anywhere you want with our child. And that's the other thing," Gasper said. "Have you even told Benny Boy that you can only have one child?"

"No and why does that matter asshole?"

"Ben seems like a more modern day guy. Maybe he'll want two or three."

"Look asshole! First off; my reproductive system is MY BUSINESS! Not yours, not Ben's, not anyone else but my OWN! And second; When I tell Ben why I can only have one child, he won't care! He will still love me no matter what and he will know that it's not my fault for only being able to have one child! And he would be very protective of our child—boy or girl! And third; Ben and I DO love one another! We love one another more than almost anything else in the world. Ben showed me what real love is! You are not in love with me, asshole!"

"Oh really? Says what?"

"You're just infatuated with me!" Mal yelled. "You're smitten with the idea that we belong together when we don't belong together. These fantasies in your head are just fantasies and not real. I'm telling you that straight up! So how about you go smitten another girl and leave me alone."

"I love you Maleficent!"

"And if you loved me than you know my name is MAL! Not Maleficent! That is my deadbeat mother's name!"

"Maleficent Faery!" Gasper yelled.

Mal punched Gasper straight in the nose. Gasper whined back in pain and held his nose as it bleeded out. "Don't talk to me ever again!"

Mal then ran out of the room. Right now, the blizzard outside was far more enchanting that being in here with Gasper. She heard Gasper running after her, calling her full name out again, which only made Mal run faster. She ran down the stairs as quickly as possible thinking if she got there first she would have time to turn and cast a spell to stop Gasper.

She reached the bottom of the stairs and turned to cast a spell on him when she saw and felt him jump on her, both of them falling on the ground.

She felt his hands on her neck tighten as he yelled out. "We belong together!" Mal tried to get his hands of her neck, she was losing oxygen, and she almost blacked out when she pulled her knees up and bashed him in the ribcage.

Gasper whined in pain as Mal push him off of her and she stood up. She kicked the side of his head with her boot and than ran to the door. She pushed on the door but couldn't; the ferocious weather was too monstrous powerful for her physically wispy body. She pushed again but harder and almost got it opened until the brawny weather went against the door. Mal could hear

Gasper got up and she panicked. She tried to think of a spell on the top of her head but she couldn't. Unlike her mother who knew all the spells in the book by heart, Mal needed the spell book to cast one. She hasn't memorized all of them, just the one she used against her mother and she couldn't use that against Gasper.

Or could she?

Mal twisted around and saw the blond boy charging at her. Mal shouted out her spell. "The strength of evil is good as none, when stands before four hearts as one!" She then pointed her finger out at Gasper.

Gasper froze just inches away from Mal's face. Was he frozen? Maybe that only worked for her mother and others would just freeze. She snapped her fingers and poked his cheek, nothing happened. Not even a blink or breathe of air. He did seem frozen. Mal gave a breathe of relief as she turned to get out of this place and go back to the palace. She wasn't sure exactly what to do now with a frozen Gasper. Maybe his mom and aunts will send out a search party and they'll find him here. If he even tried to blame Mal she will just defend herself and claim that he attacked first.

Well not her problem...as of now.

Mal turned around to the door and took a few steps forward. She thought she heard movement behind her. She stopped in her steps and turned around. She felt something hit her across the face.

She blacked out.