Hey I'm back with chapter 4! Just a warning, there will be some sudden twists here and there in random moments later, and they're gonna be spread out through the other chapters. Also, I forgot to add that I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE I ONLY OWN THE STORY AND THE OC CHARACTERS IF I BRING ANY IN. I DO NOT OWN THE MOVIES AND/OR CHARACTERS. Hope y'all enjoy!
*Auradon castle*
"So. What now? Maleficent is back, and I don't think swords will work on her like they do on pirates." Said Evie. "I don't know, but I do know that-" Mal was cut off by a sudden "SQUAWK" and a rustle of feathers.
"Woah!" Yelped Ben, as a large, shining, sleek black bird flew through the window and landed on the back of his chair. "Caw!" Crowed the raven with a bow. Mal raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Um. Hello, bird. Nice to meet you... Um...?" She looked around at her friends. They had no idea. The raven looked at her with such a serious, inquisitive look that it seemed a lot like he was trying to tell or ask her something. "I wish you could talk... Woah! Hey!" Shouted Mal, as the bird crowed and started pushing her forward. "That bird seems to want you to do something... But what? Ack! Not me, too! Whaddya want with us, crow!?" Cried Zed, as he and his friends were shoved forward by an increasingly hurried raven.
"Caw! Caw!" Called the bird victoriously, as he managed to get them through the door. "I think I know what's for dinner." Growled Willa. "Mhm. Fresh raven." Agreed Wynter. Wyatt said nothing but "grrr", and glared at the bird, who had nipped him.
Finally, only when they were out of the castle, the raven stopped and perched on a tree, where he could watch them. "Hey, Willa. What were you saying about raven for dinner?" Asked Eliza, glaring at the bird and rubbing her shoulder where the raven had pecked her lightly, but just hard enough to hurt a bit.
Mal looked at the bird. "I know it's wierd to ask you this, because you can't talk, but you seem pretty smart. Do you have a name?" She asked. The raven nodded, much to their surprise. "What is it, then?"
The bird fluttered to the ground, picked up a twig, and started writing in the soft dirt.
"D... I... A... V... A... L." Read Mal. "Diaval? Is that your name?" The bird (Diaval) nodded. If a bird can smile, Diaval was definitely smiling.
Hope you liked it! Sorry it's so short. I didn't want to get too far ahead of the story. As usual, please, please PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks for reading! Chapter 5 coming soon! :)