Welcome everyone to Disney Villain Revue. This is the first in a series of interactions between the Disney Villains over the decades. I hope you enjoy.
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I'm falling. Falling. I feel the rain on me as I fall. Lightning flashes and I see the cliff where I once stood. I suddenly feel the hard ground. Pain rips thorough my body and then the pain stops as something else falls on top of me. The pain finally stops, and everything goes black.
Light appears on the scene as we see a woman with pale skin, red lips, and seemingly penciled-on eyebrows. She wears a purple gown with long sleeves and a red rope tied around her waist. A black balaclava covers her black hair, ears, and neck. She lays on a long black coat that is red on the inside with white on the bottom. A white collar is attached to her coat, a golden pendant is connected to the collar. A gold crown sits on her head.
She slowly stirs and slowly opens her green eyes. She slowly gets up and looks around. She sees that she is in a room with many booths, tables, and a bar.
'A tavern?' wondered the woman as she got up. She grabbed a tall stool and used to prop herself up. Once stable she noticed something. 'What is this? What happened to my disguise? I am back to my old self.' The woman looks around to find a way out, but something caught her eye. The light, it wasn't a candle lighting the room, it was an orb with a glowing… thing inside. 'What is this?' The woman goes to touch it.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Unless you like getting your fingers burned," said a voice. The woman looked to the source and saw a tall thin man with a green long sleeve shirt with a white stripe, light brown pants and yellow gloves. He had a long face with two bug teeth, whiskers, and long black eyes. He was cleaning a glass.
"Who or what in the world are you?" asked the woman in a demanding tone.
"Ha-cha-cha! I like a lady with spunk. Name's Mortimer Mouse. I'm a mouse. Who are you?" asked Mortimer?
"You will address me as 'Your Highness' or 'Your Majesty' for I am a queen and the fairest one of all," answered the woman.
"Queen huh? We will have to think of a proper name for you. As for fairest of them all… you are wrong on that," said Mortimer.
"What do you mean?" asked Queen.
"Your step-daughter Snow White is alive and well and with a prince. Your sleeping apple didn't work," answered Mortimer.
"You lie rat!" yelled Queen.
"Oh, he's not lying. The princess is alive, and you are out of the picture," said a new voice. Queen turns and see a very large man wearing a green shirt with a yellow stripe, and blue pants, and wearing a bowler hat. His face was dimly lit but the queen could see him take a big draft of his cigar before blowing out a big puff of smoke. His face was round with a protruding chin, a tooth stuck out on each side of his face, a black nose, and beady eyes. "Name's Pete, also known as Peg-Leg Pete. Welcome to our humble pub."
"Charmed. Now then, what is this place. How did I get here?" asked Queen.
"That's simple. You died and now you have to stay here as punishment," answered Pete.
"Dead?! I CAN NOT BE DEAD! I am standing right here," yelled Queen.
"Oh, you are dead sweet cakes. You feel off a cliff and a rock crushed you for good measure," said Mortimer.
"No. I crushed the little men. I gave Snow White the poisoned apple and she fell to the floor. I won!" stated Queen, her breath shortening.
"Are you sure about that?" asked Pete.
Queen began to think and then the memories started to come back. "No. I WAS going to crush them. Then the lightning. The fall. The…." Queen stopped as she realized what happened. "I'm dead."
"Technically, you did but you ae alive again and stuck in this joint," said Mortimer.
"Why am I alive if I died?" asked Queen.
"Don't know. All we know is that we are supposed to keep you here," answered Mortimer.
"I will not stay here. You have no authority to keep me here," said Queen.
"If you feel that way, the door out is just this way," said Pete as he should a door.
Queen bolts for the door. "Farewell you fools!"
She flings the door open and rushes out. Just then she hears squawking. She looks and sees a swarm of vultures flying after her. Queen runs as fast as she could, but the vultures catch up and begin to peck and bite at her.
"Leave my be you fowl birds!" screamed Queen as the vultures rip up her cloak and rip into her skin. Queen swatted them away and run away once more. She sees the door and runs towards it. The vultures fly after her with hungry peaks. Queen ran as fast as she could before crashing into the door.
The door opens and Queen falls back into the pub. Pete closes the door before the vultures get in.
"Enjoy the fresh air?" asked Pete.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" screamed Queen with fear in her voice.
"That is what is keeping you at this pub. It will change form depending on the person. In your case, a horde of hungry vultures," answered Mortimer.
"Why are they keeping me here?" asked Queen.
"Don't know. You just have to stay here as punishment for your crimes," answered Mortimer.
"What crimes?" asked Queen.
"Attempted murder, tyrannical rule, dabbling in black magic. Basically, being a bad guy," said Pete.
"And when a bad guy or in your case, a villain loses, they get sent here. And you are to remain here till the bosses think you can be aloud out of sight from the pub. You are immortal but you can still feal pain and trust me you don't want to feel pain," said Mortimer.
"So just kick up your feet. Order a drink. Play some games. You will be here for a long time. Hee hehahahahahahaha!" laughed Pete.
Queen scowled as her fury was immeasurable at this point. She not only lost her title of Fairest of All, but she was dead and brought back only to be trapped in this gilded prison. For now, she would have to stay till she figured out how to escape.
"Get me red wine," growled Queen through gritted teeth.
"Red wine for the royal lady coming up," said Mortimer. Mortimer gets a bottle of red wine, pops off the cork and pours Queen a glass. Queen begins to drink. This could be a very long stay.
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