Sofia the First-

Disclaimer: I do not own Sofia the First, but I do own Evelyn, who is supposed be Sofia younger twin sister.

Just letting you all know that some of the characters from the show may be acting a bit differently then what they should, but they are going to be like this for the story, so please just go along with the idea. They may go back to normal in a few chapters later.

I made some grammatical updates to this chapter.

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Chapter 4- The Small Things

"It is almost time, my dear…" the velvet voice rang out. I was dressed in a strong and radiant shade of red, it was nearing purple, but not such, the color was still dangerous if you were going to harm someone with the intent of murdering them, it was a color that I hate most of all. I slowly but surely gaining control over my body, but it was almost impossible to resist the voice. That man if I didn't have any grudge against him, I might have been persuaded to be a part of what he was selling; however, I now know better. And I didn't want to be here. I didn't want Sofia or mom to be harmed, nor their family or friends. But things cannot change.

"Of course, Master…" I spoke. I hated that word, MASTER. Oh, I wished to destroy that word with him. I wanted to hang my head when I heard the door open once more and saw only Sofia and my mom standing in the doorway.

"My dear, Miranda, Sofia… What are you two doing here? Where is that blasted husband of yours?" the man with the velvet voice was filled with anger, his hair dark brown was pushed back. He had wrapped an arm around my waist. I wanted to push him away, but I couldn't, the compulsion spell, the damn spell that took away my will power to fight him off, was not broken, but it didn't stop me from doing what I can to help, but it seemed as though it was impossible. Until I saw the royal sorcerer moving from behind, I didn't move as I saw a spell coming at the man. "Well, what are you waiting for, child. Are you going to protect me?" My eyes widen as I felt my legs trying to move, I squeezed my eyes close I felt as though everything stopped.

I never knew what happened next, but the next thing that I know was I was sitting in a carriage with my arms sore and I couldn't think of anything on the reason why. I felt arms wrapped around me and I turn to look at the person, their tan skin was what I first saw. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. I pushed the person away from me. I opened the door and ran out of the carriage only to see the other people stand around me, I never felt so strange. Why? How are they? Why do they look familiar?

"Evelyn?" the voice called out gentle. I turned to see the woman dressed in a pink dress. The woman held a small smile. I wasn't sure if it was meant to be sad or happy, but I know that she looked a bit relieved about something.

"Who are you?" the question rang through the silence. I saw flashes of pain cross her face, before it was masked with a sigh of relief. The tears had seemed endless when the words came out. I didn't understand. Why am I crying?I thought as I felt the tears rolling down my own face. A m I feeling her emotions? I though.

"Miranda… do you think that she would really remember you?" a voice sneered at the woman in pink. There was then sharp emotion, that made me see only red, the only thing that I wanted to do was hurt the man that that spoke such vile words to the gentle woman in red.

The next thing that I knew I was being pulled off of the man. I was screaming and thrashing, something told me that I had—no needed to protect that woman from that man who was now glaring at me. I had kicked and clawed until I had no other choice, but to sit down even though I wanted to punish the man even more. The man was supporting a bloody lip and a swollen eye from my attack on the man, I am pretty sure that I had given him a few bruises as well, but I didn't care, I had my little victory on making at man quiet after making that woman upset.

"Evelyn, your hands, there bleeding," I heard someone say. I didn't take any notice; I don't know who this Evelyn that they are talking about. I hope that this Evelyn is alright, I think. I jumped as soon as someone placed a hand on me. "Evelyn?"

I gave them a strange look. "Are you talking to me?" I asked. The man with blond hair looked at me, his blond hair looked like a creature had messed it up, but now that I am taking a good look, and the other people all looked like they have been through something. I then turned back to the man with the blond hair as he sat down next to me.

"Your name is Evelyn," he said slowly. I gave him a hard look, taking the time to understand what he just said to me.

"My name… And who are all of you?" I had asked looking between the other people. A man with two color hair had passed me a cup with a strange blue liquid, and then the man next to me a cup of silvery-green color liquid.

"Well, I am King Roland II. King of Enchancia," the man said beside me.

"I am Queen Miranda, his wife," the woman in pink said slowly. It seemed as though she wanted to add something else, but didn't. I nodded.

"I am Princess Amber," the woman with blonde hair said looking at me she had been waving a fan in front of her face. She looked very tired and wanted nothing more than to leave this place.

"I am Prince James, Amber's younger twin brother," the boy said looking quite pleased to finally say something.

"I am Princess Sofia," the young girl in lavender color dress said. She looked very pale and very weak, but she held a gentle smile, like the woman in pink, Queen Miranda. It seemed as though she was going to topple over at any moment, she had sat down on the log that was behind.

"I am Baileywick, the steward for the royal family," he said, the man's white hair made it seemed as though he had been very worried for quite some time, his appearance was a bit sloppy, then my attention turned to the man who had been passing around the cups. I quietly drank the contents, not bothering to ask about what was in the cup, because why would these people who are introducing themselves, if they only wanted to harm me.

"I am Cedric the Sensational-" someone snorted at the name "-I am the royal sorcerer." I nodded at him.

"Thank you for the cup of this…" I trailed off, not knowing what I actually drank. I suddenly felt like I was on fire. I quickly stood up and backed away.

" What did you give her?"the man that I had beaten exclaimed as fire rose around me, then the ground shook me until I was on my knees and the wind whipped around me violently, as that soon died down the with water pouring down soaking me through the dress and killing the fire. That soon died down and I was shivering from the coldness.

"What was that?" I gasped trying to catch my breath.

"You had told me to make this potion," the two tones colored hair man said turning to look at me. "I don't know what the potion was supposed to do, you just told me to make the potion…" His face had this painful expression. Maybe I brewed the potion wrong…

" You Fool! You brewed the Ice Classiticatis!"The voice roared in anger.

" There is only one cure for that curse that placed upon you, one that has a special ingredient that is needed in the potion;" the velvet voice said as I looked at my hands and saw an Icy-blue crystal like flower. It was then turned into flames. "Too bad that there isn't much left in this world for the potion to be brewed for you…" the laughter rang through my ears.

I stood up as I stalked over to the man who was battered and I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. "What the hell did you do to me?" I hissed lowly at him; his face shown pure fear as he tried to get out of my grasp. "I am going to ask you one more time, and I expect you to answer me…"

"I erased you memories, I wanted to make sure that your motherand sisterare hurt even more then they can image-" his face held a vile smile that made me sick to my stomach. "-Although, I must say, child, I would love it if you could free me…"

"You think that I would do such a thing. I don't know you, but I know how much you've hurt those around you. I hope that you rot in hell, for all I care, but I want what was taken from me…"

"That isn't something that I could do… You see, the spells that I have casted, they can only be removed by finding your soul-mate… Your true love… but, you see, you will never find that person because you have no emotions, you can't have that happily ever after that you so desired," the man laughed. I dropped him on the ground and I wanted to scream at him, but something in me says that he isn't lying. That everything is going to be gone forever, they I will never have the happy ending that I wanted. I wrapped my arms around myself and tried to comfort myself. But everything had just felt as though I was empty.

"Evelyn," I heard someone call out to me. I turn to see Princess Sofia holding her hand out to me. I took her extended hand and saw that my hands were wrapped in bandages; she had grabbed my hands and took me inside the carriage where her family was. "This is your family, too." She said as though I had spoken my thoughts out loud.

In the past few hours, I had been told that Queen Miranda was my mother and Sofia was my older sister. The man that had hurt everyone was our birth father, I looked at my hands and I felt as though I did not belong here with such a lovely family. I was not a proper princess, I didn't even remember any of them, meeting them or trying to help them. The King was kind and been calm about the whole situation, I guess he needed to be strong for his family, so that he could not let the world know that he was hurting himself. I turn away from his pained full expression to look outside the carriage. I had kept looking at him every now and again to make sure he would not ball up into an emotional wreck.

We all rode in silence, every now and again there was small talk, but that soon had gotten quiet. I didn't know what to say or do, but I know that the King was beating himself up from something, and I didn't like the feeling that I was getting from him. It was eating away at him. And to top all of this, Queen Miranda—er, my mom was not doing any better. Her face may say something else, but everything she wasn't saying was just eating away at her. I know what caused both to feel this way.

It took a few more hours before Princess Amber complained that the ride was becoming uncomfortable, and in truth it had been awhile since we had stretched and eaten, but I wasn't very hungry, but I knew that sitting wasn't going to help me right now.

"I think that we all need to have a little time walking," Queen Miranda said as she looked at all of us.

"Maybe we could play a game or something…" I said looking at them. We all got up and got out of the carriage. None of them seemed to be interested in the idea of games, so I decided to wander the area, trying not to stray far from the carriage as I looked at the different flowers that were in the wooded area.

"Are you alright?" I heard a voice as I turned around to see Baileywick there. I nodded my head. I then turn away from him; his emotions seemed to convey that I was lying. I wasn't alright. I wanted to hate the world around me. I wanted to hate the man who took me away from a woman who seemed to be loving and kind; took me away from a man who seemed like a great father; took me away from two sisters who might have shown kindness and teasing each other; a brother who seemed to be free-loving and carefree but knows when to be wise in situations. And here I am, lost and confused; something just didn't sit right with me. However, there wasn't much to dwell on; and not a lot of time either.

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Well, that is Chapter 4! I am not sure how many chapters there will be, but I know for sure that there will be other books in this series. So please feel free to express you r thoughts on the story so far.