Ahhh,there's this cute cookie jar where I work, Homegoods, and it's of the 'original' Mickey Mose...it inspires me so, I hope no one buys it for a while XD

So, yes, lots of dialouge again here...sorry,but hey, you wanna be confused later on?...Yes,hate me plz. And I detailed out their outfits because it's how I want you guys to envison them for the rest of the story. Goofy's was inspired by Fantasia, Mickey's by The Three Muskateers, (which partially inspired this story anyway plus I LOVE HATS WITH FEATHERS IN THEM), Donald and Daisys's are a twist on their original outfits, and Pete...I dunno,just made it up I guess XD

And you may recognize a song line in here...I want to see if I can incorperate loveable Disney songs as regular dialect. Such gooood music, all downloaded on this laptop,mwahaha.

So in this chapter, everything's explained, and maybe The Covenant's Queen has a few enimies on the inside too! You'll have to read and find out.

Oh, and I've got nothing aganist Eisner, he just popped into my head. All characters belong to Disney.And no, Pegasus doesn't have wings here.

Three days since the funeral of King Shere Khan...

The former ruler had been given a long, modest funeral, and there were thousands of attendees. However, as far as eulogies went, most people seemed to be clicking their heels in joy rather than sobbing openly. Not that they could be entirely blamed...in the years the tiger had taken the throne, he had raised taxes at least twenty times for no valid reasons, taken many a concubine, sent various people to the dungeons just for his amusement, spent more time making his castle look nice than the needs of the villagers...but if all the details of his crooked rule were written out, we wouldn't have time for the real story.

While the cause of death was easily determined, no one knew how the venomous snake had gotten into the castle. Pete, however, had his guesses...

"You lousy little witch!" The Prince snarled, holding his trusty blade right at Daisy's beak. "You killed my pa!"

With a terrified squeak, the former villain hid behind her reluctant husband. "I keep telling you, it wasn't me!" She protested. "I don't know how to send animal assassins, that's major league stuff!"

Unconvinced, Pete pointed his weapon closer. "And why should I trust you! You're a member of The Covenant!"

"Knock it off, Pete!" Mickey shouted, grabbing his superior by the elbow and trying to hold him back. "Daisy couldn't have done it, she's been with Donald 24/7!"

"I can vouch for that." The reluctant duck grumbled.

"You killed my pa!"

"No I didn't!"

"Leave her alone!"

"Is it too late to quit being the stable boy?"

A high pitched whistle broke through the argument. It echoed across the vast library, where our heroes had gathered to discuss what to do next. Standing around a table of wood, they stared at Goofy, who looked rather satisfied at what he'd just done. "The more time we spend arguin', the less time we have to find the next King of England!"

"I'm the next king." Pete snapped, but took a seat. "I don't care what The Covenant or some stupid sword says, that throne is mine!" He slammed a fist down on the table to add emphasis.

There was a groan from Donald as the others, save Goofy, began to sit. "My head's spinning...just who or what is The Covenant, and what's this about a sword?"

"I think we could all use a refresher course." Mickey added, nervously smiling.

Goofy smiled at his friend before looking at a shelf of books nearby. He inspected the area for a few moments before pulling out a thick, blue book. He then let it fall on the table, before flipping pages. "The two are actually connected." Goofy began to explain, stopping at a single page at last. It was beautifully designed in old text, and showed several memorable kings in England's history. "This whole thing started many, many, many, many, many, many - "

"GOOFY!"

"...Ah, whoops. Well, it was a long time ago, you get that. Our very first King was Michael Eisner. During the time he took the throne, there was chaos in the kingdom, because all sorts of women were being prosecuted, because people thought they were witches. Magic was still an unknown force back then, and it was scaring the living daylights out of anyone who used it. Soon people were just flying accusations at women they didn't even like, magic or not...the punishment was being burnt at the stake."

The magician licked his thumb, and flipped a page. "Eisner never spoke about these burnings, but a few years after he took the throne, his wife accused him of having a mistress...which was a pretty big deal back then. Things only got worse when these rumors not only appeared to be true, but this mystery woman was baring his child. In a public declaration, Eisner said he had been under a spell, and accused the woman of being a witch. She's not even named in this book...and no one really knows if she was a witch or not. As she was being burnt, however, she screamed from the top of her lungs..."

"So you want to see if I am a real witch? Then let's see if my curse takes flight! Ninety-nine kings will pass on England's throne, but number one hundred shall be the very last, and this country will belong to those whom you fear!"

Goofy then coughed a bit,and flicked the lump on his throat. "Dust. Sorry." If he noticed the gaping mouths and wide-eyed stares, he didn't respond it.

"Wait just a second." Donald interrupted, wiping a bead of sweat from his feathered forehead. "Wasn't Shere Khan the ninety-ninth king? Does this mean the curse is gunna' happen?"

Goofy pleasantly smiled again."Not exactly, fellas. After she was burnt to a crisp, King Eisner called upon the most powerful and wise magician of the time...his name was Yen Sid. Sid managed to create a mystical sword to defeat the curse. It was implanted in an anvil, which is still in Camelot, which aint that far from here. After the ninety-ninth king passed, this sword would be able to be pulled out, and whoever could accomplish this would be the next King, and would stop The Covenant...but he never fully explained it, because right after the sword was made, Yen Sid mysteriously disappeared."

Pete leaned back, glaring daggers at Daisy. "But I bet you know the next part of the story, witch." She stuck her tongue out at him as a rebuttal.

Goofy went on, ignoring the small spat. "After the unnamed mistress was killed, a group of women, both witches and regular mortals, banded together to honor her curse. But since no one's seen or heard from them since Eisner's reign, people began to believe they never existed in the first place. Now that the big 'one o o' is so close, it looks like they know it's the right time to attack. But the timing is worse for us...an eclipse is headin' our way."

"And...that's a problem?" Pete snorted in disbelief.

"The moon is a powerful magic enhancer...in a month's time, when that eclipse comes, anyone who has magic will be ten times more powerful. Now imagine a bunch of already strong witches, only now they've got the strength of hundreds!" Goofy wiggled his fingers to try and add to the drama. "

Mickey swallowed, and then turned to Daisy as well. "What can you tell us about The Covenant? It looks like we're going to need as much information as possible."

Daisy smiled at Mickey, glad he wasn't treating her as hostile as Pete. "No problem, Mic! Can I call you Mic? It's really such a cute - "

"Daaaaaaisy..."

"Oh, heehee. So...what I know..." She clicked her tongue for a few moments, trying to think of all the important details. "Well, I was still fairly new...heck, I just got my magic last month. Still got some kinks to work out...but, right, The Covenant. Here's what I do know, but it's only the basics...all Covenant members can talk to anything with wings. They rarely attack as a group, choosing to use single battles as a means of pride. Plus, our magic can be stopped temporarily if our arms are bound."

"You mean like when the magician here bound up fatty with that veggie?" Pete pointed out, raising his eyebrows.

"Exactly. And...uhhhh...oh, yes!" She snapped her fingers. "Our orders are given to us by The Queen."

Donald tilted his head quizzically. "The Queen?" He racked his head a little. "Oh, right...the throne...irony and all that."

"All right, I'm marrying a genius!" Daisy squealed, and poked her hubby in the cheek. After a glare from him, she just smiled and continued. "The Queen tells us who to attack, where to strike, when to do it, and so on and so forth. However, no one's actually seen her face or heard her voice...no one in the entire Covenant, not even her closest comrades, know who she really is. Yet she's the most powerful one of us all. You can just feel the magic vibrate off of her...she's always shrouded in darkness...we don't even know the fullest extent of her powers. She's the epitome of mystery."

Goofy suddenly slammed his book shut, causing everyone to jump. "So it's settled!"

Mickey blinked, waiting for the wizard to go on. "What's settled?"

As he began to place the book back, Goofy grinned. "Why, we're all going to Camelot!" he shoved the book in, and took out a new, thinner one. He plopped this one on the table, revealing a widespread map. "We'll probably meet plenty of those Covenant ladies, but we'll be sure to take 'em down. We have to find that King, before they do, and before England turns itself into chaos."

"Cut the dramatics, Goof." Pete snapped. "I know I'm the King, it couldn't possibly be anyone else. This'll be a snap." He counted his fingers. "I'll use twenty guards, thirty knights - "

"Uh, Pete..." Mickey cleared his throat. "We can't use any of that. You may be Khan's son, but you were never officially or legally declared the next ruler in line...so we're not allowed to use that many numbers..." Pete narrowed his eyes, and began leaning over Mickey dangerously. "...sir."

"An adventure!" Daisy squealed. "Oh, this is going to be so exciting! Oh, I'm so glad I pulled Mickey into the well and tried to eat him!"

Ignoring that awkward conversation, Donald sighed heavily and looked over the map. "If I have to be dragged into this..." He pointed to their current position on the map, and then dragged it along the map as he spoke. "We can head north to Sherwood, my Unca' Scrooge has an inn where we can stay for a few days. After that we head through the forest of Nottingham...then we head left for Blooming, and Hercule's Stadium after that...then, if we follow this course, we'll be right in the center of Camelot. This entire trip should take a little less than under a month."

Goofy nodded appreciatively. "I'll make sure to bring this map along...in fact, I'll grab all the books we'll need! Donald, you round up the horses. Daisy, grab the clothes and food we'll need, it's gunna be a while. Pete, you can get all the weapons you think are necessary, and Mickey can choose the right carriage. Be careful what you guys choose, we can't take too much or too fancy!" he then began waving his hands like a music conductor, and various books began to float out of their places from their shelves and swayed back and forth in the air. The others, after staring a little, separated to do their tasks.

"I think this'll do." The gentle maidens chorused together, spinning the metal wheels onto the fair contraption. The carriage could be fancier, but there was no position to complain right now. It could easily fit four people, and was laced with dark red and bright yellow designs. It only needed one horse to take it along, and looked rather sturdy. The first woman stood up, brushing red hair out of her face. "I wish we could give you a real carriage, squire. Don't you think so, Belle?"

Her sister smiled, putting her own brown hair into a ponytail. "I wish so too, but rules are rules...but I must say, I do envy you, squire!"

"Aw, shucks! Ariel, Belle, this is the best we could ever have!" The mouse chirped, watching them push it out into the sunlight. He quickly followed suit. Speaking of suit, he hoped he'd chosen the right outfit for this mission. He had donned bright red heavy robes, ending at his wrists and overlapping his ankles. Fortunately, his large yellow shoes would prevent him from tripping. Once he was outside with them, he tipped down his red hat, making sure the black feather sticking out of it was in place. However, what stuck out most was his bright smile.

Ariel giggled, slowly stopping the carriage. "You've been smiling all day...you must be really excited to go!"

The squire blushed a little, scratching the back of his head. "Ariel, you see right through me...I've always longed for a chance like this! I don't have to be just a squire! I can be...something more!" He clenched his hands, looking up to the sky. "I can help my country...I can help out so many people! I mean..." he looked to the girls. "I've often dreamed of a far off place...where a hero's welcome would be waiting for me!"

The girls giggled again, and Belle walked over to pat Mickey on the head. "If anyone deserves it, I know it's you. We'll all be rooting for you!"

"Hey, here comes everyone!" Ariel called out, pointing at the castle's open doors.

Pete grumbled out, still looking annoyed with the whole deal. His body was laced this way and that with purple cords and white laces, stretching the fabric to an insane degree with his girth. He adjusted his small yellow crown – he had to beat up three guards to get it back, hence why it was missing three jewels- and then nearly wobbled, as the combination of his sword and metal violet shield was almost too much for him. Clearly he'd only thought of arming himself.

Goofy was alongside him, nodding his head left and right as if hearing an imaginary tune. His clue coned hat nearly fell off, still baring that comical bent flip at the top. His own outfit hadn't changed...still long flowing blue robes, lighter than the ocean's hues and easily tripped over. He carried two large azure suitcases, one in each hand. Perhaps it was magic that kept the seams from bursting.

Skipping along merrily with this crew, Daisy hoisted a gigantic white sack over her shoulder. She had discarded her depressing, black witch clothes and opted for a sunny bright yellow dress that swayed this way and that. Green sandals were on her webbed feet, and a matching green bow was on the back of her head to support her feathery ponytail. She looked more like she was going on a picnic than a deadly mission.

The three approached the carriage,and began loading their things inside. Pete groaned, shoving his shield inside. "No fair, I wanted to use my solid gold carriage!"

"This is no time for fancy things, Pete!" Goofy hummed, and gently placed his bags inside. "As soon as Donald gets our horses, we have to make tracks!"

Mickey grinned to his friends, and then put two of his finger sin his mouth, allowing a loud note to sound. In mere seconds, a yellow flash ran out of the castle, and nearly tackled Mickey down,covering him in wet kisses. "Easy, Pluto!" Mickey laughed, easing his dog down. "You didn't think I'd leave with you, huh?"

"I'm just tingling with excitement!" Daisy squealed, tossing her sack inside without a second thought. "We're going to be real heroes...wait,where's my Donald?"

"I'm not 'your' Donald." A voice snapped nearby. The duck walked out, a light blue sailor's cap bobbing as he spoke. He wore a long-sleeved navy blue shirt, with many a bow up and down. "We're using three horses...Mikey and Pete each ride one, so they're not too strained, as they'll be back up horses if the carriage horse can't make it." Of the three horses at his side, he led a pleasant looking tanned one, and tied him with his reigns. "Spirit here will be the carriage horse. Pete and Mickey can choose their own."

Pete snorted. "They both look like rejects...but if I have to, this one looks stronger." He yanked on the reigns of a silver one. The horse twitched at the prospect of having to carry such a load.

"That's Altivo. So I guess Mickey has Pegasus." Donald handed over a pair of blue reigns to Mickey.

The squire smiled up at the white, blue-eyed beauty before him . "Hiya, Pegasus...ready to save England?" The horse seemed to smiled, and whinnied happily. Mickey managed to climb onto the saddle, while Pete nearly squished his own horse doing the same. Donald climbed onto the top of the carriage, and held Spirit's lines close.

Daisy blew a kiss to Donald, who ignored it, and then climbed inside, followed by Goofy. Once the doors shut, Donald flicked the reigns, and with a loud neigh, hooves began to clop, and horse and carriage moved.

"Move it!" Pete snapped, pulling on Altivo's reign. The horse gave him an annoyed look, but began to trot.

Mickey gently pet the blue hairs of Pegasus. "It's time...we're going to make names out of ourselves!" Pegasuses seemed to grin, and began to walk. Pluto yipped, and walked alongside.

Ariel and Belle looked at each other, nodded, and then looked at the moving carriage, waving their hands. "Farewell!" Belle called out. "We know you guys can do it!"

"It's all up to you!" Ariel added, just as loudly. Hearing those two ladies shout, people began to pour from the town...quietly at first, but suddenly their voices became audible. Certainly whoever was next in line couldn't be worse than Shere Khan, they reasoned. They raised their hands to clap, and began to shout praises and words of good luck. Pete swallowed it all up, believing it was all for him. Mickey stared at the crowds that were forming...he took a deep breath, but smiled. He knew he would do anything to deserve those cheers.

"I have often dreamed of a far off place, where a hero's welcome would be waiting for me..."

She studied the small object, doubtful, but it was the best she could do. She sighed, and dropped it into a small black sack, tying it up quickly. "That eclipse is comin' quick...I better go now." She walked out of her small home. "Camelot's going to take a while to reach...but there's no way I'm letting The Covenant rule England!" The cowbell around her neck clamored loudly as she spoke, and she proudly headed out.

Once again, she had no idea of being watched...the raven that had stood on her roof, had she looked, slowly melted into a tall figure with flowing clothing. "So all of these fools really think they can stop The Queen of The Covenant..." She murmured. "They'll have to wait in line. Once everything is set up in Camelot, I will be the ruler, and no hidden Queen is going to stop me!" She threw her head back into malicious laughter.

"Oooh, yes...it feels SO good to be bad."

End of Chapter Four.