Well ... I like to write stories in my own way, which may not always be the best, but that's what I like.I'm writing this story because I missed Maleficent/Aurora fanfics. Have some, but let's say I missed something else.
So, hope you enjoy and sorry my not very good English. I'm from Brazil and the story was written in Portuguese.
Warning: The personalities of the characters aren't 100% the same of the movie. I changed a few things that may shock some and astonish some readers.
She floated feeling like her body was as light as air, as if had lost all mass and weight. Her breath flowed like a gentle evening breeze, natural and effortless. Very kindly, her body lowered until her feet touch on something damp and cold. This made her eyes opened and saw a very familiar scenario.
Not a place she knew, or was stepped before, but a place she has knew from her dreams. Aurora was over a surface of water as vast as the ocean. Over her head, there was a sky replete with stars that seemed bigger and brighter than she usually saw, shining like gemstones inlaid in space. And this sky had the strangest moon that she had seen.
What kind of moon was that? What a strange shape! Not exactly a half moon once one side was rounded as a distorted drop. And why there was a black dot inside the rounded part? That shape didn't make any sense, looking like something incomplete. But the moon always appeared like that. Repeatedly in all her dreams. An incomplete half moon lost in space.
And inside that oneiric scenario, she felt so incomplete as that half moon. She was missing a piece of her, an half, and was feeling cold and fear. It was like being tied and restricted, unable to move freely. When lonely and sad, she used to sing and did this. Her lips began to move and she heard her own voice echoing around the place as if reverberate in each molecule.
I know you
I walked with you once upon a dream
I know you
That look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam
Yet I know it's true
That visions are seldom all they seem
But if I know you, I know what you'll do
You'll love me at once
The way you did once upon a dream
But if I know you, I know what you'll do
You'll love me at once
The way you did once upon a dream
I know you
I walked with you once upon a dream
I know you
The gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam
Yet I know it's true
That visions are seldom all they seem
But if I know you, I know what you'll do
You'll love me at once
The way you did once upon a dream
She sung in a melancholy and somber tone, her voice coming from the depths of despair, a dark, scary and lurid place.
Aurora was tired of being just a half moon floating alone in space.
"I want an entire moon. I want the other half!" She asked looking at the sky. The water swirled under her feet like a whirlwind, she looked down and saw the reflection of the half white moon. Then something happened. The reflection spinned on its own while the color was changing until to become the exact opposite of half white moon. Now it was a black half moon with a white spot inside the rounded end.
Aurora looked up and then down. She stood right where the two halves should connect. But they were still separated. One above the sky, another below the waters. That was wrong! It was necessary to join the two halves. Just so her life would make sense.
She knelt on the watery surface trying to penetrate it, but despite being made of water, there was something that kept her from sinking to reach the half moon, so close and unachievable. And she still felt incomplete as ever...
"Wake up, honey! It's morning!" A distant voice spoke, making her wake with a start. Flora was next to bed holding the clothes for wear that day.
"Where am I?" She asked rubbing her eyes, still confused. Ah, yes... she had dreamed the same dream again.
"In your room, silly goose!" Merryweather replied taking the sheets off. "No wasting time, you need to get dressed to start your day!" (*)
The feeling caused by that strange dream was still vivid in her memory. For several months, she saw only a half moon incomplete. This time she saw what appeared to be the other half, but the incessant fairies' chattering, especially the discussion between Flora and Merryweather about the color of the dress, diverted her attention.
"Excuse me, Your Highness!" Said a maid after making a bow. "The king and queen are waiting at the throne room."
Fairies finished to dress and comb Aurora, leaving her beautiful as a princess must be and led her into the presence of the king and queen.
"Good morning, father, mother." She graciously greeted like an angel, leaving her parents proud.
"Good morning, my daughter. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, father."
"How nice! Now get ready for your classes today. We'll see you at dinner."
Aurora bowed again and withdrew with the fairies for her etiquette class.
Her teacher was a woman about thirty years in charge of teaching her to behave like a perfect princess. She had to walk with correct posture and gracefully, always smile and just talk with soft and calm voice. A princess could never raise her voice, never.
After that, harp lessons, embroidery, literature and poetry. While the teacher gave the lesson, Aurora distracted remembering that strange dream. On a piece of paper she drew the strange white half moon, putting a black spot on its rounded end. Then she dipped the pen in ink and drew the black half, which perfectly complemented the white half forming a harmonious and complete circle.
Together these halves formed a circle having a S-shaped curvature in the middle dividing the two areas. It was as if the boundaries between them were flexible and malleable, also giving the idea of constant movement. Another oddity was each half having a point of the same color than the other. It was as if one had a little of the other within itself. They complemented each other while mingled.
Separate they made no sense, but together...
"Please, Your Highness. Could you recite the verses I just dictate?" Asked the woman calling her attention again and she had to hide the drawing before she was reprimanded.
During the morning and the part of the day she had to do "princess chores", tasks that, after some months had passed, didn't interest her anymore. After Philip woke her, Aurora could live with her parents having fairies to take care of her. At the beginning everything was new and she was enjoying the new life. But now everything seemed boring to her, so used to walk freely by forest without nobody telling her all time what to do, when and how to do.
If she at least had Philip by her side, things could be better. But he had to go back to his kingdom along his father because they were in troubles with the king of a neighboring country which wanted to declare war. This king was a conqueror, always annexing new territories to his kingdom. And she hadn't seen Philip since then. Aurora had turned eighteen two months ago and had to spend the birthday without news of her beloved prince.
Her heart seemed to be always empty, incomplete, like missing a part of her. She felt the same when was a peasant girl living in the woods with her three aunts. At that time, she also missed something that couldn't define, therefore believed to be the desire to find a great love. After she met Philip, that void was filled. At least it seemed to her. But he had to go and the void returned again.
In her bedroom, alone, she wondered if Philip thought of her. Why that emptiness persisted? She had found her true love, didn't she? That should be enough! Even though he was away, their hearts were near. At least they should be.
"Yes... our hearts are close. I can feel it!" One hand touched her chest and she had the feeling that no heart beat there. Why not? It should beat!
Feeling a strange thing within, Aurora picked up the drawing she had done and looked lingeringly. There were two complete halves that balanced and harmonized each other. Were she and Philip two halves?
Suddenly her heart seemed to say no. But her head kept saying yes. Who was right? Trying to push those disturbing thoughts, Aurora began to sing softly.
"When my lover back? When he come back to me?" She sang carelessly. "When we would be together forever, my sweetheart and me?" and a voice answered.
"Oh, very soon, my dear, very soon! Oh, what dress is this? Blue? No, no, no! Pink!" Flora busted inside suddenly, shook the magic wand and a very bright light hit her, making the dress became pink. "Much better, don't you think?"
The young woman just smiled. If her fairy felt happier that way, all right.
"You said Philip and I'll meet soon..."
"Did I? Ah, yes! Your father received news early today. He and his father are coming from distant lands and it seems that the negotiations were very good."
"So there'll be no more war?"
"I hope not, dear. A war is always very sad. Now let's rejoice! You need to prepare for the return of your prince. You should be beautiful and perfect for him! One day, you two will get married and..."
The fairy began to talk incessantly for Aurora, who only listened in silence with a slight smile on her face. After five minutes, her mind turned off. That conversation was so boring! Fairies always spoke about the same things. Everything was interesting when she was sixteen. Now, with eighteen, her brain seemed to ask for more complex matters.
"Ah, there you are!" Merryweather roared entering into the bedroom along with fauna. "And you ruined the beautiful dress I made for her! Blue! I said blue!"
"Grrr! Rose!"
Having her dress changed constantly could be fun if they choose different colors. Why there was only pink or blue as options? And why the fairies didn't stop a bit to ask what she wanted? She even didn't like those colors!
Her head ached slightly with those thoughts and also because of the relentless fight between the fairies.
"Raspberries!" She graciously spoke with a forced smile on her face, making the fairies stop the discussion. "I'd like to make a delicious raspberries pie for my beloved father!"
"Awwww!" the three spoke at once.
Occasionally, Aurora liked to prepare delicious pies to her father with berries collected by her own hands in the forest near the palace.
The fairies didn't care because it kept the princess entertained for a long time. With that, they could take care of more important matters with the king and queen about the future of the kingdom.
Aurora ran to the stables of the palace carrying a basket and after sure no one was looking, she chose a simple horse and rode into the forest that stood around the palace where she used to pick berries. From inside the hollow of a large tree, she took a big package and ran into the bushes with a big smile of satisfaction on her face. Finally some fun!
In a distant place in the forbidden land, clouds condensed in the sky in a kind of whirlwind that was slowly descending to the ground. Greenish rays sparkled on all sides and a strong wind blew mercilessly. From the ground, also came out a swirl carrying earth into the sky, meeting the swirling air.
From the right, formed a tube of fire and left, pure and clean water. Both met at the intersection of ground and air swirl. The four elements are mixed making a great noise and emitting an absurd amount of green lightning everywhere. Any living creature that was around would have frozen with fear.
Little by little, the four elements were condensed in a tall and sinister figure who wore a long black and purple cloak, had large horns on her head and was holding a scepter with a green ball on top. Her eyes opened, showing an intense green glow as she breathed deeply the fresh air around her.
"Finally, I'm back!" Hysterical laughter echoed through the air. She stretched her arms lazily, as if putting out all the accumulated tension for two whole years. So good to be alive again!
(*) In the Middle Ages, nobles didn't have breakfast because it was seen as gluttony. They usually had two meals a day, dinner at mid-day and a lighter supper in the evening. So, no breakfast to Aurora. Sorry, princess...