Little did anyone know that somewhere far beyond, a whole realm beyond acually, somewhere in an abandoned part in the ghost zone, a terrible plan was birthing, for a ghost was held captive by one thought to be gone when the dark ages were gone.

" You INSOLENT-" A loud booming voice came from a deep, danky crave in a dark, abandoned realm Aragon yelled angrilly at Dora who was tied in chains. He paced around angrily.
" I don't even know how where related, just SHAMEFUL." He scorned, Dora just glared at him and not showing any remorse.

" You're ruined Aragon, you couldn't get another bride no way no how,"Aragon just laughed at her remark

" That's where you're wrong." He said more deeper

" How, you rejected a ghost and human bride, there's nothing left."

" Oh so you thought." Dora looked more worried at this

" How so?"

" That Phantom brat, he is a halfa, no?" Dora just remained silent, she knew where her brother was going with this.

" By Amity park there is another, but female, my future bride"

" You'll be stopped I know,"

" HOW! by you, no, for you have lost your medallion, Phantom, he wont' know what hit him if-" he turned over to his henchmen," SOMEBODY would learn how to follow orders correctly."

" We are sorry, the girl is more powerful than meets the eye and with that Phantom by her side."

" EXCUSES!" Aragon looked over at Dora," Put her away, hopefully you won't screw THAT up!" They came for Dora, at first she struggled , then one of them put a rag to her mouth, it contained a drug that made ghosts unconcious and the henchmen dragged the lifeless body to the darker pits of the cave. They put her in a cell that was only as pitch black that one would find in their nightmars that only had one door, one light, one way of escape...or so they thought.

Later, Dora awoke dazzily with a hangover, she got furious at her brother that she started banging on the walls with agony, but out of surprise, a small part, about the size of her fist opened and outside was freedom.

" Perfect, now I just have to concentrate," Dora sat on the dank ground in medataing position as she started to fade with a fog and soon within a period of time, she slipped through the crack and continued away from the cave.

" I hope I will have enough time to warn Danny," she was worried because she knew Aragon wouldn't waste any time and she drained all of her energy to go into the human world, she had to hide, where Aragon can't find her. She wandered untill she found a forest, she wandered, it was dark, and quiet, only at random points in time would a branch move or you could hear an owl hoot. She walked farther until she found what it looked as a little cottage, and someone hasn't been in it for many, many centuries and it was concealed very well.

She opened the moss-covered door, on her right she just noticed that a beautiful red apple lay on the branch with a little bite mark, she moved her foot closer and she almost hit the corpse of a dead chipmunk that lay right under the apple. Poison she thought, when the chipmunk bit into the apple, it died of the poison.

She looked onto the cottage again with it's detailed inscriptions that were torn and covered by leaves and moss, she also saw a broken window. This made Dora want to look in it with greater desire. When she got in the little abode, it was all dark and creaky stairs that lead down, she crept downward and saw seven pairs of cups, and seven little beds she walked until she felt a hollow place under one of her feet.

She stepped back and looked down to notice there was a handle, she went toward it with suspicion, afraid if she was getting into something. When she pulled an inch up, a spider jetted out of there and Dora lept back by surprise, she breathed heavily as she could picture her heart, if she had one, beating with rage as she pulled it up again and it was total darkness and she saw more stairs.

Dora grabbed for one of the ancient canteens and lit it as she slowly went down the stairs, as soon as the light was in, she saw something that looked like a crypt, it had pillars on the walls that were covered in vines, rubble that almost shaped the place up, it was a bit small, she looked over to her right side and followed it and she noticed a hollow path along the wall, she put her hand on the celtic inscription gently and noticed something was like a door, on the side of it, was a gracefully written riddle.

If thee wishes to find the key
knock three times
but be warned
you will meet her majesty

Dora pondered, her majesty, the only way she could find out more was to knock three times on the handle and one of the rocks moved out, Dora pulled in out with her palms slowly and there was a key, with spilt sides one longer than the other. But she didnt know where it would go as she sighed, she noticed one area that wasn't covered in vines, she shook the dust off it and examined the key with the lock.

" Only one way to find out." she put the key in, it fit with a little trouble but got in, she turned it as it made an earsplitting creak. The area shook as it moved to the right slowly, revealing a marvelous room and in it was a large decorated coffin in the center of a circle, there was a damp area as she walked inside with amazement, but a large pit at her heart told her to run back.

She still kept on walking until she tripped on ledge that stood out in the ground surrounding the coffin, she wiped the dirt of it and it was the corner of something, she started to dig and noticed it went five feet into the ground, with strife she dragged the object from it's place, it was a large mirror with thorn decorating on the border of it, it was a circular glass on a pedestal that stood upright.

Suddenly she heard ravens flying off in panic as the gust of wind they created knocked over a piece of cloth covering a portrait of a woman with pale skin, long black hair, and a red robe with a stern expression. She walked up to it as it was above a staircase at the end of the room she glanced at it and in bold golden writing at the bottom

The Queen

She looked back at the entrance and looked at the mirror sitting there at a side in the circle,I wonder, Dora went back to the circle and on the edge of it she saw a shovel and grabbed it and started to dig and short enough, another mirror exept this was a body mirror with more intricate designs. Why would a queen need so many bizarre mirrors
she thought as she looked at the coffin, without think, she opened it and saw inside a corpse that almost matched the portrait, she saw a beautiful comb with long ends, she reached for it and almost picked it up when a skeleton grabbed hers.

"Doraaaa" said the corpse, snaked voiced and Dora was stiff with fright and almost shrieked with the cold boney and on hers

"Listen, a grave tragedy is about to occur, warn one of your friends before he succeeds."

" Who are you?" The head turned toward her

" Use This comb, it was used to kill me by her, and it will be used again."

" Who was her?"Dora asked again.

" Snow White." Dora gasped, she was in the lost cottage of the seven duarves, she uncovered a great historical mystery, she thought back to the apple, That must have been a poison apple from the original apple core that poisoned Snow White.

"Who are you"

" The Fairest of them all" The queen's remains turned to dust and the only thing left was a comb, Dora grabbed the comb and examined it, How could a simple comb kill her, she faced the points up and in the light, a tip of liquid shined,Poison, Dora hurried out of the cottage leaving everything behind. She decided that she was strong enough to go out into the human world.

" I hope I can warn him."

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