Far beyond the grounds of the castle and before the limits of Disney Town the tubby villain finally panted to a stop. A tall woman with a raven perched on her arm waited for him. Upon his approach the bird turned in his direction but the woman did not.

"Typical," She huffed. "And to think I'd begun to believe you could pull this off."

Pete tried to comment to his defense but was still wheezing too hard to manage it. He did pull out the two tiny books from his pocket and offer them to her. Right away a hazy green light surrounded both and they floated before her.

"Such a common, unassuming little thing," Maleficent said mostly to herself. She waved her hand over both books. Black sparkles glittered over both of them for a split second before fading. "Well, well, well, what have we here? It would seem your instincts were correct. This book also has a unique power about it as well. Curious."

"So ye tink, *cough* tink one of dem's the, phew, the Book of Prophesy?"

"It is a possibility. Your clumsiness will be overlooked entirely if one of them is. If they are not, whatever the power I sense is may still be useful."

"Don't, *pant* don't ye t'ink we should gets ourselves outta here before, phew, dem bozos come lookin' fer-."

"Be quiet. You worry too much. What would we have to fear should this endeavor prove to be exactly what I suspect it might be?"

"But whaddif somehow we were wrong and it's not even worth de time teh recycle?"

"I hope you are not implying I need fear that fool king and his jesters?"

"Eh? No! No, no, no, of course not! It's just, what if-?

"Stop your sniveling. Keep watch. Now I shall get to work."