Elijah stayed in the garage, in Scar-ra's house, tuning up one of Scar-ra's guitars. He didn't know what else to do, or what better way to entertain himself. It had been two hours since he'd been inside the council chamber, and already, the thought of getting back into a normal routine seemed like something that was far away.

He'd just been on an adventure. And now, he wondered if his friends survived, making it back to the Kingdom of Aster on time. He sighed, closing his eyes, doing his best to stay focused.

At least, he had his wits. What good would that do? He was getting used to playing the guitar. At least, that counted for something.

"Elijah? Elijah, what are you doing?" Scar-ra asked. Elijah looked at her, surprised to hear her voice being the same, but now saw a woman with pale skin, brunette hair, and donned in a brown dress, with a white apron tied around her waist. She looked like a totally different person; at least, that's as far as Elijah could tell by her appearance. "It's still me. Scar-ra, also known as Qua'ra Holdo."

Elijah smirked. "I knew. I knew it was you. It's just…"

"You miss your friends," Scar-ra said, pitying him. "I'm sorry. I don't know when they'll find us. I'm sure your friends will turn up soon."

"Thanks, for everything," Elijah said, curtly.

"You can keep that guitar!" Scar-ra pointed out, "It's a family heirloom, one that Alindor had before he died. He figured one of his relatives might want something of his. I suppose it's yours now."

"Thank you," Elijah said with a warm smile. "I'm sure I'll appreciate it."

"Well, you are related to him. Alindor, you know. Make him proud," Scar-ra said, heading back up the stairs to the door, leading into the rest of her house. She looked back at Elijah, seeing him test his guitar. She smiled at him, wondering if he was okay. "Are you sure you're all right?"

"Yes, I'm fine. It's just…" Elijah turned to the open garage door. There was Parker Dooley, coming towards the house, along with Frodo and Bethany. Elijah beamed, surprised when Parker approached Scar-ra and hugged her.

"Parker, it's been too long!" Scar-ra cried, grateful to see him.

"Scar-ra, you're looking good," Parker said, smiling back at her.

"Thank you. Shall we go in and talk?" Scar-ra asked him, gesturing to the door.

"I'd like that. Sure," Parker said, right as Maleficent came, her skin no longer green, but pale. Parker seethed, drawing his sword.

"Relax, I'm not here to kill you," Maleficent said, coyly.

"What?" Frodo asked, protecting his wife.

"What are you doing here?" Parker asked Maleficent.

"I came here to talk," Maleficent said, closing the garage door with her green magic.

Parker hissed. "All right. Let's talk."

"What do you want?" Frodo asked.

"She already asked for war. The Great Battle, right?" Bethany asked, serious.

Maleficent nodded. "I'm planning on a failsafe, one that should restore the heroes and the villains, should it come to the curse fulfilling itself. Heroes versus heroes, and villains versus villains. Some villains already plan on betraying me, and right now, Sauron thinks he's going to overwhelm Frodo and you, Bethany. That won't happen. Not for very long."

She continued with a smirk. "Don't worry. True love's kiss should break the spell. The curse will be lifted. So, there's nothing you can do to stop it or my failsafe." She clasped her hand, finishing her spell with the curse. Maleficent stared at the others, telling them, "You're welcome."

"So, you're not staying?" Scar-ra asked, cautious.

Parker growled at Maleficent, not liking her company.

"Don't worry. I know you don't trust me. It's for the best," Maleficent said.

"You couldn't just stop the curse! Let alone prevent it. What's wrong with you? My kingdom was destroyed!" Parker hissed, snarling at her.

"I know we have our issues. I would like to resolve them, if you'll have me," Maleficent asked.

"Come in," Scar-ra said, leading Maleficent inside.

"We're simply going to trust her, after what she did?" Parker asked, cautious.

"What other choice do we have? It's got to be more complex than a war between heroes and villains," Scar-ra said, gesturing for Maleficent to come inside. "Come on. This'll be easier if we talk in private."

"I intend to," Maleficent said.

Parker shook his head. Nevertheless, he followed Maleficent, Scar-ra, Frodo, and Bethany inside. He looked at Elijah, seeing he was staying inside the garage. He wanted to help him, but clearly Elijah wanted to be alone.

Parker asked him, "If you want to join us, you can…"

"I'm fine," Elijah said, facing him. "Go!"

Parker nodded, following the others inside.

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Parker sat down at the table with a cup of tea. Although he would enjoy a cup of tea with his wife, Eliza, Parker was in the mood drink tea here at Scar-ra's house. At least, Frodo and Bethany were here, but what Maleficent wanted was out of the question! Still, Parker would hear what Maleficent had to say.

"What do you want to talk to us about?" Bethany asked Maleficent.

"I'm here to give you a warning: about future events. We know there's going to be a battle between heroes versus heroes, and villains versus villains?" Maleficent asked, curiously.

Frodo nodded. "Yes. What more is there?"

"Well, before that time, there's going to be light heroes and dark villains, as well as dark heroes and light villains. These are two groups that will be divided into several smaller groups. This will determine the ultimate battle between heroes versus heroes and villains versus villains. Sort of like light and dark battling it out between these groups," Maleficent explained.

"You mean we'll be paired with villains?" Bethany asked, worriedly.

"Yes, I daresay you will," Maleficent said. "It seems you two already know the first villains and grey characters you will be with. Me included."

"You mean, this group right now?" Bethany asked.

Maleficent nodded. "There's more light villains, I'm sure. This is your beginning. This is what will determine what's to happen, before the Great Battle ensues."

"Thank you. Is there anything else we can help you with?" Parker asked, curiously.

Maleficent shook her head. "No, I should be going. A word of caution, though: keep track of your dragonoid friend, before he does something reckless." She vanished in a puff of grey smoke, leaving everyone perplexed and confused.

Parker sipped his tea, knowing that some things were about to come to pass.