The inky black sky that covered the Kingdom of Grimhilde wasn't always plagued by darkness. Before Queen Evie's rule, there was another monarch whose name must never be spoken. The frightened citizens of Grimhilde always followed that rule. Never even daring to let themselves remember life before Evie's reign. Although, even if they wanted to no trace of that previous life remained.
Evie had banned modern technology from the kingdom years ago in retaliation of Carlos De Vil's planned revolt. She couldn't believe that she once admired his bravery. Now she only saw him as a fool who dared to defy her.
Evie didn't show it but the planned uprising bothered her more than she let on. In fact, when she found out it caused a stabbing in her hardened heart. After all, Carlos was once her closest friend. Evie had granted him status and riches, even helped out his kind charming mother. One would think he would gratefully bow down and worship the ground Queen Evie walked on. No, Carlos didn't do that at all. Instead, he had planned on destroying everything that Evie built. Everything that Evie conquered.
He tried to tear her kingdom away from her and what's worst was he wasn't the only one. Mal and Jay had preyed on her kindness as well. They turned her once warm bright eyes into angry ones that flowed like her mother's cape. Evie learned from those experiences to never trust anyone, ever again.
Now, the young queen isolated herself from fraternizing with others because without friends there were no enemies. Sure, Evie had other enemies that she barely knew. But for her, the worst and truest enemy was someone she used to care for.
For looking into their hateful eyes made her abhor the cherished memories she couldn't get rid of if she tried. She was learning, however, her mother's mirror was showing her ways to release her ties to humanity. There was only one thing she was missing to finally get rid of her humanity once and for all.
It won't be soon. I'll finally rid myself of my humanity and truly be free. Queen Evie thought with a stroke of her brush through her long flowing locks. She sings to herself a song her mother used to sing while brushing her hair. Where is that annoying woman?
Evie was starting to get antsy being away from her mirror for so long. No, don't worry that causes wrinkles. She focuses back on the reflection looking back at her. The most lovely reflection of all.
Evie finds herself enraptured by her beautiful appearance. She stops brushing and reaches her hand out to touch her reflection but feels a strong surge of power. A power that isn't hers.
She jumps up from her chair simmering with freshly grilled anger. She dashes out of her room screaming her for her mother. "Mother! The mirror! Bring it to me now!"
She hears her mother say an exasperated yes dear and hears hurried footsteps drumming a beat on the floors. Queen Evie turns back and goes back to her room leaving the door opened. Her heart is pounding in fear as she tries to place why the power surge made her feel such unease. Wouldn't her magic signature be the same as mine?
Evie's mother's hurried footsteps get closer and the once feared evil queen opens the door with a large mirror in her hands.
"Place it on the wall!" Evie orders pointing to where the mirror usually hung.
Her mother obeys, placing the mirror in Evie's preferred spot and Evie is greeted by a white mask. "I've missed you so!" Evie exclaims to her magic mirror. "Mom seems to have cleaned you well." She notes and waves her hand up in the air, dismissing her mother from her presence.
Her mother bows down and runs away but not before quietly shutting the door. "Show me my reflection," Evie orders the magic mirror, missing being able to see her appearance already and the mirror greets her with the image of her beauty. Her everlasting beauty.
Evie smiles, her lips covered in lipstick as dark as the eternal night she cursed her kingdom with. Her earlier concerns were almost forgotten as Evie becomes so absorbed in her appearance.
Evie remembers the existence of time. Remembers how time causes beauty to wane away.
She snaps herself away from her gorgeous gaze and speaks out her earlier concern to her magic mirror. "Mirror, tell me, why did other me's power feel different."
Her reflection dissolves and is replaced with the face of her mirror. The white mask could only really show two emotions but Evie could tell from his silence that something was very wrong.
"Talk!" She demands in a threatening tone and the mirror clears his non-existent throat.
"She's here." He chimes proud of his work but Queen Evie couldn't help but wait for the catch. "But, there's a problem."
Of course, there is. There was no way the magic she felt belonged to her. She clenches her fists as she began to have suspicions of what exactly the problem was, but she let the mirror continue on.
"Someone else was touching the mirror when I was pulling her into our world, my queen."
She cuts the mirror off, "Who did you bring into my kingdom?!" She harshly yells as she felt her stomach twist in knots.
The mirror doesn't answer but it's reflection changes to show four people on separate panels. Evie instantly recognizes herself but screams in a horrifying rage as she recognizes the other people.
"What have you done?!"
A.N. It took me a while to figure out where I was going with this. I think now I finally found my footing with this fic. Anyway, what do you guys think of evil Evie? Thank you guys for the reviews. I'm still debating if I will have evil Evie go to actual Auradon. Mostly because I really want everyone to interact with their mirror self. I've written part of next chapter already and will bring in some mirror versions of the Auradon kids. I also decided to update Runaway next and maybe Searching. I'm still definitely working on shadows but I guess I'm just pretty inspired this month. Thanks so much for reading!