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This story has exceeded the views for my other story 'Welcome to Reality', which means more readers have read this story than the other one. That may change for a week or two when I post the final chapter, however, it won't really matter since this story has a LONG way to go.
I honestly did not expect to take this long to get so little into this story.
Anyways, I hope you like this chapter as the first part of this chapter was inspired by a review. In the third movie, I had noticed something with Evie's hair and thought I would do something to explain it in this story. At end author's note I will tell you what I noticed so I don't spoil anything.
The second part of this story begins my idea for Cruella. I will try to post another chapter sometime this week, but no promises. I have a five paged paper due next week that I haven't started yet.
Enjoy.
The news about their daughter's birth spread across the Isle of the Lost quickly, along with the amusing announcement of baby Mal's unusual hair color. No one believed an infant could be born with purple hair, until they saw it with their own eyes. That wasn't until a week later when she made her first public appearance.
Maleficent and Hades were simply on their way to visit Ursula and her new daughter, Uma. The married couple had first stopped at the marketplace since it had been so long since the wingless fairy has been there. Maleficent had her sleeping baby girl bundled up in her arms when she was suddenly bombarded by a crowd of doubtful adults. With the nonstop questions, baby Mal awoke from her sleep with an annoyed cry.
Bystanders watched in amazement as Hades took his daughter into his arms, calming her from her fit with a few rocking motions. Once Mal calmed enough, Hades cooed her back to sleep, kissing her forehead lovingly when she fell back into a light slumber. There was no denying that Hades unconditionally loved his little girl.
To make things even better, Mal appeared to get along with all her parents' friends' children, which was Uma and Jayden at this point. The children didn't fight with one another, which helped when they occasionally shared the same crib during their playdates.
Everything seemed to be going perfectly well for the new parents—
Until someone decided to ruin it with their greed and jealous.
Mal was just a little over three months old when a new baby appeared on the Isle. Evil Queen—or Grimhilde, as Maleficent malevolently liked to call her—gave birth to a healthy girl, who she named 'Evie' after the nickname she gave herself. Little Evie possessed chocolate brown eyes and skin just slightly darker than her mother. As for her hair—well . . . let's just say that Grimhilde heard about her enemy's daughter's abnormal hair and decided to do something about it.
That it where the trouble began again for the married couple.
It was about a week or so after the birth of Evie. Maleficent decided to let past hatred be forgotten and visit the newest mother. It wouldn't be fair to let their daughters—who could be potential friends—be separated because of their loathe for one another.
As Maleficent and Hades had just finished eating breakfast and getting their beautiful daughter ready for the potential play date, Cruella burst into the house like she had been chased by rabid animals.
"We have a huge problem," Cruella announced out of breath, clutching her stomach almost protectively as she sat at the island in the middle of the kitchen. "Technically two, but my problem can wait until we settle the major problem."
"Good morning to you too," Hades joked as he slid a plate of food in front of the visitor. "You want to eat before you tell us?"
Cruella snarled her nose at the smell as she shoved the plate aside. "No, thanks. I ate at Ursula's while I was doing my daily check on Shrimpy. I doubt I could hold it anyways with my stomach bug."
Maleficent tilted her head curiously. "You were sick last week too when you stayed over. Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Cruella practically snapped, not trying to be rude. "But we need to talk about Evil Queen."
The fairy mother sighed, swaddling her daughter in a purple blanket to protect her from the cold weather before placing her in the carry cot that was on the kitchen island. "What did Grimhilde do this time?"
"Evie's hair," Cruella began as she unconsciously grabbed the toast from the plate of abandoned food. "The princess was born with beautiful silky raven hair as dark as the night sky."
"So?"
"It's dark blue now," Cruella claimed between bites. "When I went to Lady Tremaine's about half an hour ago, Evil Queen was there with her daughter. Luckily, she didn't see me so I could tell you. She had Lady Tremaine dye Evie's luscious hair."
Hades scrunched up his nose at the idea of doing such a thing to a newborn. "Why would she do such a thing?"
"So she could tell everyone that you are Evie's father," Cruella announced bitterly.
Hades's jaw dropped as his face paled a thousand shades, resembling that of a ghost. "What!" He turned to his wife, who looked about as shocked as him. "Malef, you know I would never cheat on you. I love you too much to even think about such a horrible thing."
"I know," Maleficent reassured calmly as her expression turned expressionless. "We are practically inseparable. Grimhilde doesn't seem to realize that."
Shaking her head in disbelief, the fairy said, "I think it's time to teach her another lesson."
Her eyes glowed bright green as she declared, "Nobody messes with my true loves."
Within a few minutes, Maleficent and Hades were walking through town to find the gossiping queen. They had left their angel of a daughter at home with Cruella watching over her. Cruella was too exhausted from traveling all over the Isle today and insisted that the parents shouldn't bring their daughter to the squabble, just in case the confrontation became physical.
The couple found Evil Queen talking to a merchant with little Evie in her arms. The week-old baby had a simple onesie on and nothing to help protect her from the cold weather. It was the beginning of November, yet the new mother neglected to think about bundling her child to keep her warm. She was too worried about showing Evie off with her new blue hair.
"Grimhilde!" Maleficent shouted, catching the attention of everyone in the area. Some tensed at seeing the Mistress of Evil looking so, well . . . evil.
Evil Queen casually turned her head at the woman, raising her eyebrow in mock amusement. "Why, hello Maleficent, Hades," she greeted dramatically. "What a surprised to see you two here. Hades, have you come to meet your daughter?"
"That child is not mine," he denied vehemently. "She looks nothing like me, and nothing like Mali."
"She has your hair—"
"You dyed it so you could spread those vicious lies and try to make my wife and I split like you attempted three years ago!"
The bystanders began whispering amongst one another. From what Maleficent could hear, they were all on her and Hades's side. Evie's roots were a dark black and there were remnants of dye on her forehead and cheeks.
However, Maleficent was more concerned about the shivering child, whose skin was turning color from the cold weather.
Wordlessly, she 'borrowed' a royal blue baby blanket from a nearby stand and 'stole' Evie from her mother. Evil Queen didn't protest, mainly because she was reveling in the after glow of 'winning' the argument.
With her motherly instincts kicking in, Maleficent balanced Evie in one arm as she swaddled her the best she could. Almost instantly, the shivering stopped, but the little girl was fighting sleep as best as she could. While gently rocking the bundle of blue, Maleficent adverted her attention back to her enemy.
The fairy hesitated, before wondering, "What are the names of Hades's five siblings?"
Grimhilde was taken back by the question. "Um—"
"What's the nightmare he has had for so many eons?" Maleficent continued curiously.
Evil Queen looked around at their audience, who eyed her questionably. "It's, uh—"
"Why did he want a daughter?"
The Evil Queen didn't know the god wanted a daughter. She assumed he wanted a son so it could be named after him. "Well, um—"
"Last question," Maleficent promised, "but the most important—"
"If you give me time to answer then maybe I could tell you," Grimhilde snapped in frustration.
"Fair enough," the fairy reasoned. "I am only asking a new question every time you stumble."
Cocking her head curiously, Maleficent interrogated, "What is Hades's real name?"
That surprised the supposed queen, but she scoffed, "That's a trick question. What game are you trying to play?"
"That you know nothing about my husband," Maleficent retorted. "The last question wasn't a trick. Hades was given the name he has now by the second generation of mortals that roamed this world. I know it because he told me a month after we became friends. If he was supposedly cheating on me by sleeping with you, he would have told you his true name."
The fairy stretched out her arms that had the now sleeping child. "Here, you can have your daughter." She passed off little Evie to her mother.
Hesitating as she watched Evie wake again a moment or so later, Maleficent shook her head disappointingly. "I am truly sorry for your daughter," she revealed sympathetically. "My baby girl was conceived from love, while yours was from jealousy and envy. I can only hope that you actually raise your child to have positive emotions, not the negative ones that you hideously live by."
Maleficent adverted her attention back her husband with a small loving smile. "Let's go home. Our baby girl is waiting on us."
Due to the confrontation, any rumors that would have started about Evie's father potentially being Hades quickly diminished. When asked why she dyed her daughter's hair, Evil Queen annoyingly insisted that the married couple and Ursula did the same thing with their daughters. The trio simply let the accusations slide since they knew the truth.
About a week or so later, right when the Hades settling his daughter in bed for the night, Cruella once again walked into the home with knocking, though that was essentially a normal routine.
"Mother Gothel has a daughter now," Cruella announced as she casually laid on the couch. "Looks a lot like her too. Dark hair, dark eyes, pale skin. Ginny Gothel is her name."
Maleficent—dressed in a night gown with her hair out of her crown—suddenly perked up with realization. "We never talked about your problem," she insisted. "Did it have something to do with your stomach bug?"
Cruella sighed as she slowly sat up. "Yes," she answered. "It has to do with that. I went to Lady Tremaine, since she's practically the doctor of the Isle. She says I will have it for some time."
Maleficent tilted her head curiously at the unusual ailment. "Really? For how long?"
Cruella eyed the fairy almost timidly. "Eight or nine months? Depends on how far I am."
The fairy nodded slowly, before she gasped knowingly. "You're pregnant?" When the other woman nodded, Maleficent cheered, "Congratulations, Cruella—"
"I'm scared," Cruella blurted out. "I'm afraid that I will be a horrible mother and won't be able to teach my child everything that I need to; that I will have to raise him or her on my own."
Maleficent knelt in front of the distressed woman to comfort her. "Do you know who the father is?"
"Yes, but he died from a seizure in his sleep a month ago," Cruella answered with a slight sob in her tone. "My baby is going to be raised without a father figure in their life and I don't know if I can handle raising them alone."
"You won't be alone," Maleficent reassured softly. Resting a hand over the newly pregnant woman's, the fairy promised, "You have me, Hades, Ursula, Lady Tremaine, and potentially Jafar. We will help you and your baby as much as we can."
Maleficent smiled as she offered, "Why don't you stay over for the night? Hades and I can start teaching you the basics by having you help with Mal. With how much you've been assisting Ursula with Uma, I don't think you will need much help, or have anything to worry about."
Chapter ends here!
So, I noticed in Descendants 3 that Evie's hair had quite a bit of black on top. It was kind of like her hair grew and she needed to touch up the roots and a couple inches below it, so her hair was only color instead of black and blue. That's kind of where my idea came from about her hair being dyed.
What do you think? Be sure to leave a review and if anyone can answer all the questions Maleficent asked Grimhilde (Evil Queen) correctly, I will add another chapter on the 19th.