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Warning(s):alternate Universe (AU). OCs. Possible OOCness. Language.
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Sibling or Enemy?
"Are you stealing that?"
Thad's eyes snapped up away from the glittering oddly expensive watch he was admiring. It seemed too good a find for a dump like this, or so he thought only to be so rudely interrupted by the one and only Freddie Facilier.
"Freddie." he greeted in a mildly better mood after his little payback on Killian once the slender darker skinned girl walked out from seemingly nowhere to greet him. "I see you've been busy..." he trailed off, eyes flitting back to the watch, gesturing to each and every little diamond encrusted edge skeptically. All the while his hands returned to being shoved in his pockets, seeing that all too familiar Cheshire grin spread across her face.
"What can I say? Girl's gotta make a living somehow."
He gave a flippant snort, eyes roaming over the various trinkets and such aligning the shelves.
"Saw Killian earlier today," Freddie began, eyes twinkling mischievously.
"Oh, did you now?" Thad responded. His features schooled into a look of boredom.
"He was being chased by Ursa and Holly."
Thad didn't even bother to hide the self-satisfied grin that broke across his face. He scoffed, scooping an apple that had been sitting on one of the desks nearby; it was probably Freddie's lunch for the day. 'But whatever.' he thought flopping down into a decorative chair taking a bite out of it.
"Hey, that was mine!" Freddie cried, indignant for a moment. Taking her merchandise was one thing, but now he was stealing her food too? Boys!
"And now it's mine. You snooze, you lose." came the nonchalant response from his lips.
"Didn't your mother ever teach you manners?"
A beat of silence hung between them.
Thad laughed loudly, nearly choking on a slice of apple in the process. Freddie almost fell to the floor herself, holding her sides while she gasped from the pain.
Bit by bit the laughter between them dwindled, Freddie soon found herself staring at the son of Maleficent as he ate, oddly envious of how good he was making that apple look.
Or maybe it was the other way around?
Freddie couldn't speak for the people of Auradon, (not that she'd ever want to!) but here in the Isle of the Lost looks did actually matter somewhat. Villains were a pretty vain bunch of people when push came to shove with most of the females thinking themselves drop dead gorgeous. While most of the men, err, well let's just say looks mattered more than they should have...
Another thing to be envious of Thad for, he not only inherited his mother's evil streak, but her sinful beauty as well; dark hair with just a tint of purple at the ends and a few darker shades of purple thrown in the mix. Chains were on his wrists, fashioned into bracelets along with the fingerless gloves he wore. He wasn't as pale as Mal or their mom though, making Freddie wonder if that was something he got more from their father. He had these dark circles around his eyes that some had mistook for eyeliner making his eyes shine like dark emerald gems.
Freddie wondered how many poor saps had fallen for him, taken in by his sinful looks and dark personality only to get burned, scorched to cinders by the hellfire brewing in those unforgiving gems he called eyes.
"If you keep staring at me, then I am going to hit you." Thad said simply jolting Freddie from her momentary gaping.
Heat had already risen dusting her cheeks an unhealthy shade of scarlet feeling both shame and slight disgust with herself. She had been caught staring, and she couldn't even deny the claim. She bit back a small curse muttering something about freeloaders stealing her lunch, making her way into the back of the small store, never more thankful than to be free of the other's piercing gaze.
After making sure she was actually gone, Thad stood back up.
His green eyes once more started to drift, taking in everything he thought to be noteworthy in the small shop when he heard the front door chime open.
His eyes caught sight of a particularly priceless looking gem while munching on another slice of apple, walking closer, his fingertips only just brushing along the edge of the diamond-encrusted edge when he heard, "It brings out your eyes."
His eyes snapped up and away, turning towards the door.
He felt his heartbeat accelerate just enough, thankful the lighting in the Isle was never all that good. The less of her face he saw, the better; Lilith, the one and only daughter of Chernabog.
"It's been a long time." He didn't miss the way her eyes traveled along his figure while she talked.
"Not long enough." he spat in contempt, though it went unnoticed by the other girl, or perhaps she chose not to care. He would wager the later, if the feigned look of innocence in her eyes was anything to go by.
"Lily." he greeted, his tone clipped. "Didn't expect you to be out and about so early in the morning, or..." he turned, the urge to wipe the smug grin from her face growing all the while. "Did Daddy dearest send you out for some groceries perhaps?"
Silence was the only response she gave, watching him like a panther stalking its prey. Rolling his eyes, he turned back around, he would much rather be in the company of an idiot like Killian than this demon anyway...
"Thaddeus." Lilith finally greeted with a smile, one too cold for Thad's taste.
The beautiful raven-haired girl stood leaning in the door frame, her golden eyes alight with nothing but the worst intentions stepping closer, her arm only just barely brushing against his side before Thaddeus jerked away, his own green eyes turning narrowed and murderous.
"Don't." he growled.
"Mmm, don't tell me you're scared of little ol' me, my dear Teddy?" she whispered playfully in his ear, her voice the epitome of sin itself, as serene and sweet as honey. He wanted to curse at her, his fingers digging into the wooden edges of the table, drawing on every fiber of his being to keep the urge to moan from slipping out when she started to kiss him, easily slipping past the collar of his jacket and pressing her cold lips against his neck.
"Si Belle.*" Thad could feel the insatiable hunger in her words, the way her teeth dragged along the skin of his neck driven by desire and want.
"Speaking French, eh? You're that desperate." he taunted, earning a small smirk from the demon-girl behind him.
"You know it really is a shame," she began leaning in closer her hands gripped him by the shoulders, reminding him of far more uncomfortable things going along the length of his arms whenever he tried to pull away. His jaw clenched feeling her take his chin between her thumb and forefinger for closer examination of his face, turning him around to face her. "If only Mal had inherited the same looks as you. Then perhaps she would have some semblance of hope."
"Flattery? From a villain?" Thad asked, unknowingly leaning an extra inch closer so his warm breath fanned over lips. The spark in them ignited into a flame. "Seems to me like you're slipping, L-I-l-I-t-h."
The way he eloquently drawled her name nearly drove her mad. Her demon blood reaching a boil of sorts, and before she knew it her nails had sharpened into talons, digging into the leather of his jacket.
"Do not tempt me, son of Maleficent."
Thad's jaw clenched, withholding the abrupt urge to wince from pain. Even with the plus of having magic, his body was still half human. His bones could be broken, and his flesh could still be torn.
Despite the small pit of fear he felt swelling inside him, Thad pushed it further down and met Lilith's stare with his own. The light cast a beautiful, yet ominous lighting that made his green eyes glow without the effect of magic. Meanwhile Lilith's own golden orbs darkened with lust.
"Or what?" he challenged. Lilith felt him press forward, a small spark igniting between his fingertips before they brushed against her in warning. "And here I thought you could resist anything..."
The words left his lips in a soft, teasing whisper. There was no malice or underlying threat in them, but Lilith could register the hidden meaning behind them all the same.
"Nothing can condemn someone more than that which they refuse to give up, my dear Teddy." She said as she shoved him, pouring every last iota of self-restraint into her muscles walking herself to the door. Behind her, Thaddeus was smirking once more, quietly putting another slice of apple in his mouth.
From her spot hidden behind the wall, Freddie could feel her heart pounding. Disbelief and slight awe emanated from her, processing what she had just overheard, confirming a long thought to be true statement of hers that she had mentioned to Killian once before.
No one does temptation better than Teddy.
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Eira sighed, slumped down in her seat ever so slightly. A part of her was set on drowning her sorrows in the cake her mother had made, which really did taste good. She wondered how much of it was due to the kitchen chefs helping out; the other half still determined to get her proclamation passed.
There had to be some way.
"Are you gonna finish that?" JJ spoke up beside her at the table, his mouth already stuffed full of his-what was it again, his seventh slice of cake! Then again, Halloween was the time when people eat nothing but candy, so maybe that explains his over-the-top love for all things sweet and sour. "Coz, you know...if not..."
Already he was creeping closer.
"Hey, back off!" she snapped in a very unladylike fashion snatching her plate up and freezing the edges of his fingers in warning. He immediately recoiled.
"Hey, no fair!" he yelled back, busy trying to warm his fingers back up. "If you're going to freeze someone to death at least wait until they've had their fill!"
They stuck their tongues out at one another.
"Eira, may I...have a moment?"
JJ shoved his tongue back in his mouth, quite literally too, not even aware of just how long the queen herself had been standing there. Hopefully she hadn't seen earlier when his whole hand fell into the soup, he assured the horrified chefs it was only a parlor trick, something his father taught him. Granted, he only did so after Ruby heaved the contents of her stomach under the table flashing a quick skeleton-like grin he was off leaving the mother and daughter duo to stare at one another awkwardly.
"Your aunt told me about your feelings regarding the Isle of the lost." Elsa started breaking the silence with her usual straightforwardness. Eira squirmed for a moment in her seat. Truth be told, she hadn't really expected her mother to be bringing this up now, when they were so out in the open.
Steeling her nerves, she nodded. Well, here goes...
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Thad had only stepped back out into the Commons street when he was stopped yet again. Whatever hopes of an easy day he had were all but gone at this point, turning and fixing the oncoming instigator with a glare cold enough to freeze any sane individual dead in their tracks, and it worked too. The duo of trolls stayed rooted to the spot, squeaking in fear and trembling so hard he thought one might've actually soiled himself. (It certainly smelled bad enough, though it could've been Ursula's dead fish stand.) He scoffed, biting back a scathing remark the moment he saw his mother dearest step out from behind them; more like they almost shoved her out front to avoid his penetrating stare.
"Thaddeus."
"Mother." Maleficent arched a neatly styled brow at his choice of tone. "I see your underlings are all a bunch of cowards." At this an oddly wicked gleam entered her eyes, accompanied by a sneer.
"Yes, well...none of them could even find a sixteen year old girl, let alone be counted on for much of anything these days..." she trailed off, shooting the pig-men a pointed look that said 'leave us' before they scattered like cockroaches, or at least that was how it seemed to Thad.
"I saw Lilith just a few moments ago..." Thad didn't really enjoy the smile that came onto his mother's face. He knew how important status was with her. "Have you still not given her an answer then?"
"No, I have. She simply chooses to ignore it." he said, shrugging. "Not my fault she's stupid."
Maleficent seemed to contemplate something before speaking. "Thaddeus, walk with me. Talk with me."
"I'd rather not." he said, blunt as ever.
"Unlike Mal, you have a future outside these walls, hon." Thad rolled his eyes in annoyance, he never asked for their mother's favor, but earned it anyway. He never went out of his way to be compared to Mal, but still was...even though it did feel a little good whenever he was praised for being better-which was all the time.
"I just don't want to see you waste all of the 'opportunities'-"
"I'm not marrying her." he cut in, not caring for the look she shot him when he interrupted her. "I'd rather see her crushed beneath the underside of my boot than holding my hand like we're some lovey-dovey couple out for world domination. I wanna rule the world my way."
Maleficent only sighed. "But...think of the power!" she sounded borderline whiny in Thad's opinion. "I'm not saying World Domination isn't important. Sue her, THEN kick her to the curb-"
"She's a demon. I might as well just kick her, and then go on my merry way."
Maleficent looked like she was about to say more, but Thad cut her off when he saw a huge gathering of people in the town square. A familiar head of purple-colored hair near the front of the crowd.
"Isn't that Mal?"
Seeing a chance to opt out from having the same roundabout conversation with his mother, he slid out from her grasp making his way over while Mal's back was turned. She was holding a lollipop she had stolen from some passing by infant in a wagon like it was some kind of trophy.
"Wow, stealing candy from a baby?" Thad teased, arms crossed. His green eyes glinted with nothing but malice and cruelty while he looked between his sister and her so-called friends/idiots. "I remember doing that too...you know, back when I was in diapers. Oh, but wait..."
Maleficent smiled, dark pride shining in her eyes. Mal actually looked close to tears at the biting remark. Not only had her brother insulted and belittled her in front of their mother and her friends (again), but also ultimately won over their mother's approval, making Mal bite her lip just a little bit feeling just a small pinch of jealousy boil in her stomach.
"Thad's right, dear. I'm so disappointed, Mal..." Maleficent tutted shaking her head.
Without waiting for his sister to speak, Thad had snatched the lollipop right out of her hand and smashed it under his boot. Mal gasped, the baby who was only a few feet away immediately began wailing loudly.
"Oh, bite me!" he spat over his shoulder, turning and walking away from the group of spectators-the two trolls accompanying his mother actually shuddered as he walked. Mal was left once again watching her brother's back.
From her spot in the back, Evie came forward sighing dramatically and getting a weird dreamy eyed smile of hers, "Wow, your brother is so-"
"Awful." Carlos cut in without thinking.
"A jerk." Jay added.
"I-I know right?" Evie said her tone switching from admiration to subdued, eyes turning to the ground as Maleficent came up to them. Well, up to Mal anyway.
"Anyway where was I? Oh yes!" Maleficent began, completely oblivious to how her daughter's eyes lingered in the direction Thad was walking. "You four have been chosen to go to a different school, one in Auradon."
Mal's eyes turned wide, shooting back to her mother.
"What!?"
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It wasn't that Mal hated her brother. She knew her mother would never let her hear the end of it, if she said such a thing out loud, but she only held admiration for Thaddeus. Okay, maybe there was some envy on her part, but...but...
"You four will go. You will find the Fairy Godmother's wand, and you will bring it back to me." Maleficent ordered, filing her nails while slumped on her own mini throne chair in the "family" living room. "Easy peasy." she finished looking at Mal and her trio of lackey's giving a shrug.
From his spot at the table, Thad snorted.
The other villains in the room-Cruella, Jafar, Evil Queen-turned to stare at him in confusion.
"The wand is under tight security, and is being moved into the museum near Auradon prep for King Ben's Coronation, that will be happening sometime about saaay...three weeks from now? Give or take." he explained, absently flipping through one of his mother's many spellbooks she kept lying around.
Not wanting to be outdone, Mal couldn't help but question his oddly extensive knowledge.
"And...how do you know all of this?" she folded her arms, watching him heave a sigh as though preparing to explain something to a mere child-which in his eyes, Mal sort of still was throwing a magazine down with a flop, sliding it down the table.
"Because unlike you I'm frigging smart." he said in a cocky tone which Mal didn't appreciate one bit. She leaned forward nonetheless and saw a picture of-
"Is that Fairy Godmother's wand?" she questioned causing Maleficent to snatch the magazine and begin reading the article aloud.
"In accordance with Auradon tradition, the one and only Fairy Godmother wand will be on display in the museum near the campus dormitory exactly one week before the coronation is set to take place. Students and faculty may look at the wand, but not touch it. During which time, students must also remember to-blah,blah,blah,blah-HA! Thad my boy, you're a chip off the ol' block!"
Mal could only scowl. Carlos and Jay sharing in her brief moment of defeat once again.
She missed the ever so slight way Thad's mouth twitched at the corners, like he was fighting the urge to scowl at his mother's praise.
"Ah, evil to the core as always!" Maleficent crooned patting her son on the head, much like someone would a dog when they'd done something worthwhile. "Is it any wonder he's the most sought after little rotten apple of the bunch?"
Finally Mal felt her temper snap like a twig.
"Well, if he's so great, then why doesn't he just go get the stupid wand? Let him deal with all those prissy pink princess-y types and frilly little princes!" she hissed, just shuddering at the thought of attending that school.
"Not to worry he'll be joining you later on, after he and the others finish with the other half of the plan."
"What other half?" Mal asked confused.
"Others?" Thad repeated, sounding miffed.
Her two children glared at one another when they spoke in unison. Thaddeus's glare morphed into a full-blown scowl.
"Don't fucking talk to me." Mal wanted to slap him, and she probably would have to...had her mother not come between them.
"Children! That's enough." the evil fairy queen commanded, her patience already thinning. This was her big chance, err, the villains big chance-and she would not have her own kids ruin it by squabbling!
"Now both of you, go pack and get ready to leave."
When neither moved from their spot Maleficent could only sigh.
"I said, MOVE IT!"
Mal bolted for her room. Thad debated ignoring her just for a moment before relenting a sigh, and doing the same, only at a much more leisurely pace.
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"I don't understand why we both need to go, whatever mom needs I'm sure I can handle it just fine-"
"Yes, you and your little trio of idiots I'm sure, will do the community of villains here proud by somehow failing to retrieve a magical stick."
Mal breathed deeply through her nose, her eyes glowing signifying her attempting to use magic. Something that only made Thad scoff, easily erupting into full-blown laughter.
"Oh, how cute. You're trying magic on me again." He stopped packing for a moment, stepping around his bed in their room and closing the distance between him and his dear little sister. Despite her very best effort not to be intimidated, Mal felt herself take a small step back.
"Well, go on, Mal, I'm waiting. Why don't you set me on fire-"
The candles in the room blazed to life as he said it.
"-Or paralyze me to the ground. Oh, wait I know." He then clapped his hands together, eyes shining in mirth when nothing happened. There was little more than an inch of space between them now.
Thad's eyes weren't glowing, but that didn't help ease the growing knot in his little sister's stomach.
"Why don't you stop lying to yourself?" he asked, all signs of humor draining from his face and voice, a cold hard edge taking its place instead; one Mal had heard plenty of times before. "You and I are on two completely different levels; you need a conduit for your magic to even be accessible, whereas I do not."
He saw her fists clench in frustration, but continued talking regardless.
"Now you may go to Auradon, and who knows?" he said, "You may even succeed with Mother's plan of somehow grabbing the wand from under all those goody-goody's noses. Then again, you may very well not."
"Yeah, well...shows what you know." Mal snapped, the fire coming back into her eyes, taking a step forward and meeting her brother's condescending smirk head-on with her own fiery glare. "I'll get that wand, and the moment I do I'll use it on you."
And with that, Mal shoved past her own brother, oblivious to the growing look of amusement dancing around those dark green eyes of his. Or even the small glimmer of some long forgotten emotion as it phased through his eyes in the moment it took him to turn back around and resume packing.
Even after all these years, he quite enjoyed how easily he could get Mal all riled up.
*Si Belle=So pretty.
Question: Which Villian's Kids would you like to see Accompany Thad? Should they head straight for Auradon, or spend some time in Eira's kingdom?