Maleficent sat on a cliff overlooking the moors, he crossed arms resting on her drawn up knees as she stared. She was trying to remember what the moors had looked like when she was a child before her heart had been twisted and she twisted the moors to suit her. She supposed she must still be twisting them now though it had long become unconscious. She doubted she could change it back now even if she wanted to.
Sometimes she did want to just because of the way the other fay treated her. They were afraid of her, all of them, hated her for what she had done to the moors and ran from her. They may actually have tried to overthrow her, even with her protection of the moors, if they hadn't been so afraid of her. She breathed deeply and closed her eyes. They needn't fear her, the moor was the last good thing left to her she would never spoil it, never hurt one of its creatures but still they ran from her.
They were afraid of her rage, they had all seen it when she had discovered why Stephan had cut off her wings. The first time she had returned to the moor after it had happened when they had first seen her without her wings. She had looked like a human then, they had felt pity for her, she had hated it so she had quickly disbanded it changing it to fear and hatred.
Now they thought she was a monster. Good. She wanted them to think that. She was evil, she had worked hard at it, she reveled in it, she was a monster. No one pitied a monster. Most of the time this was what she wanted but every now and then when feelings like this struck it became unbearable.
She rested her head on her arms and breathed a quite sigh. She was trying to remember times from her childhood when she hadn't been alone. When she had always been surrounded by other fay and had not known the meaning of fear, hatred or betrayal. It was hard for her to find those memories because nearly all of them had been soured by the betrayal of those in them.
This was the sort of mood that made her want to die. If she died everyone would be happy again. The moor would return to the way it was and the fay would shed their fear and live happy and free again. Stephan would have no reason to attack the moors any longer and could continue living in the power and luxury he had betrayed her for, though it didn't seem to be doing much good.
While spiraling in her depression she managed to convince herself that no one would miss her. Then she heard the flapping of wings a caw from behind her and she remembered she wasn't alone. She didn't turn around as she sent her magic back to Diaval, so he wouldn't be able to see her smile.
"Good day mistress." Diaval said in his usual cheerful tone so unlike hers. She didn't know how after so long of being with her, her negativity and gloom hadn't worn off on him but she was always glad it hadn't.
"Good day Diaval." She answered managing to control the smile in her face though it stayed on the inside. She wasn't alone, she had Diaval, unquestionable better than the fay that had all proven themselves fair whether friends. Diaval would never leave her the way they had, if he was going to he would have by now. "What have you seen today?" She asked as he settled himself on the ground next to her.
She doubted he had anything important to report from his happy go lucky demeanor, but still she listened as he chattered about that comings and goings of the court, rumored of affairs. Diaval was more interested in such things then she was but she humored it for once glad of his chattering as it reminded her she wasn't alone. Some day she supposed she should let him know how much he meant to her and how much his loyalty was worth. But not today.
She was still to damaged to admit attachments out loud or even fully except them within herself. She knew Diaval would never betray her or take advantage of her affection but what one knows is very different from what one fears and sometimes fears drown knowledge.
I of course do not own Maleficent or anything.
It seemed like I'd written a lot of things from Diaval's perspective and the next chapter will be as well so I wanted to write something from Maleficent's point of view. That's why it took longer, sorry about that the next one should come quicker.
