Author's Note: I apologize for the unintentional six-month hiatus. You guys have no idea how vague yet complex Maleficent is to do, not to mention being overwhelmed by the amount of questions for her (which I'm grateful that I got so many)! Because of this in order to provide as much quality and conciseness as possible, I feel like I really need a clear mind to do this one. And since I was writing both this and Disney Killer at the same time, I chose to put more focus into Killer. By the time I finished that one school had picked up so I didn't have any time anymore to focus on this. But now that I'm on winter break, or will be in two days from now, I'll hopefully have more time to continue working on this.
I sat in my office staring at the clock, anticipating her arrival. If there was one villain I was both excited yet terrified about interviewing it was Maleficent.
Finally the door opened, and there she was, looking as elegant as ever. It was obvious that she had aged, judging by the slight wrinkles on her face and the crows' feet under her eyes, but other than that she looked beautiful, even with her light green skin and black devil horns.
I tried my best to contain my nerves as I approached her. "Maleficent," I put my hand out. "I'm Dr. Russell."
"A pleasure to meet you doctor," she responded eloquently with a smooth voice and a slight smile as she shook my hand.
I was genuinely surprised by how calm and, well, not evil she appeared to be despite her appearance. "Please have a seat," I gestured toward the couch. "If you don't mind, I have some questions I'd like to ask you," I said as I closed the door.
"Go right ahead."
"First question, tell me about your childhood."
"I don't know if you know this, but do you know how fairies come to life?"
"No I don't."
"Well I'll tell you. They are brought to life by another fairy's magic on account of there being no male fairies. But unlike other fairies, that is not how I came to be. You see, my mother, who was considered to be the most beautiful fairy in the land, caught the attention of Lucifer himself, so he impregnated her, causing me to be half fairy/half devil. My mother was ashamed of me, and therefore abandoned me as a child, leaving me with my father. It was through him that I learned the ways of darkness.
"As I grew older, I wanted to make a name for myself in the world above. When I returned to the surface, using magic I made a castle for myself. The first thing I did once I was settled in, sought after my mother. As soon as I found her, I killed her without giving her a chance to apologize. Once word had spread out about her death and my return, everyone started living in fear of me, giving me the title of Mistress of all evil."
I was left speechless from her story. "So you say that your mother didn't show you love, but did you ever find it elsewhere? Was there ever a man in your life?"
"Well as I said before, fairies very rarely fall in love, that's not to say it can't happen though; there have been cases of human/fairy relationships. But for the most part, the love of a fairy is a different kind than romantic love; it is a love of all things pure and beautiful. But I personally, have never been shown, nor have I ever gave, love or kindness. Even my own father who raised me never showed me love."
"But from earlier it sounded like you two were pretty close."
"Yes, but he is incapable of showing any feelings. He can't feel love. It wasn't love that attracted him to my mother but pure lust. As I was saying, when I was in Hell, it was only me and my father. Yes there were demons around, but you see, a demon is not like a person, but is more of an entity. My father, being the Devil, is the only one who can regularly take shape to look human. Demons can take form if need be, but it is not a common occurrence. And upon living in the human world, as I said, everyone was afraid of me. No one wanted to be with me, nor did I not want to be with anyone else."
"And are those monster things who live with you demons?"
"My minions? Oh goodness no!" she said with a dark chuckle. "Demons are much more sinister and powerful than those! They were living in the mountains, pathetic little creatures, and when I arrived they looked up to me as some kind of ruler, a goddess if you will. They worship me, and in return I make them do my bidding."
"And what about your pet raven?"
"Diablo? Again, I found him upon my arrival to the surface world. Well, I didn't find him so much as he found me. He kept coming to my castle, keeping me company. And while I loathe the ideals of fairyhood such as friendship, I will admit that it was nice having a companion. And to this day he is still my only friend."
"Alright, now on to the events of what brought you here. Can you tell me your feelings for the royal family?"
"Well there is a hierarchy of respect in the kingdom. The people are below the royals, and the royals are below the fairies, and because of my reputation, everyone is below me. Ever since people began to know about me, to fear me, they also showed me respect. I was invited to everything that occurred in the upper class; weddings, birthdays, dinners, ect. But did I ever bother to attend? Of course not; I did not want to surround myself with feelings of joy and celebration.
"But with the birth of the princess Aurora, it was different. I showed up because I wasn't invited. To me, that was a sign of people starting to lose respect for me, that I was no longer seen as a threat. And it was because of this that I put the curse on her, to show what happens when undermining my authority."
"But why have her wait sixteen years? And why a spinning wheel?"
"Because if I killed her off then or too shortly after, yes the loss would have hurt them, but it would have been too soon. I wanted them to feel the pain of losing something precious to them, for her to develop into this perfect beautiful woman, like my mother, so the loss of such a treasure would be a harder blow."
"As for the spinning wheel, just because I am evil doesn't mean that I'm brutal or bloodthirsty. I wanted something simple yet effective, something that could be considered to be an accident. If I have any regrets of my past, it's informing everyone of when and how Aurora would die."
"But why were you so bent on Aurora's death even years after her presentation? And why were you so keen on keeping her asleep when she finally did?"
"Because as I said before, had my curse not followed through, everyone would stop taking me seriously. And without the fear of everyone, then what was to have become of me? As for keeping her asleep, if she woke up, then even though my plan worked, I would have still lost. And losing is a sign of weakness."
It had just occurred to me that because her mother was considered to be "the most beautiful fairy in the land" and that Aurora was blessed with the gift of beauty, that by killing Aurora, she was repeating the action of killing her mother. Yes it was about fear and respect, and even though she didn't actually say anything, just by picking up the pieces I was able to put together the deeper reason. "Last question, why did you transform into a dragon when fighting Prince Phillip?"
"Because it felt like nothing I was doing was working. Of course it was those little fairies' faults that he wasn't falling, so the only thing I felt that I could do to stop him was to become something that was utterly invincible. And I would have won too had it not been for that enchanted sword."
"Thank you, I think I have everything I need." I said standing up. Maleficent grabbed her staff and headed out the door.
"Again, a pleasure meeting you," she said bowing her head and heading out towards the door. As soon as she was gone, I felt as if something heavy had been lifted off my chest. Despite how anxious I was about interviewing her, she turned out to be one of the easiest. Unlike the last two who were flat out insane, she was just the product of bad circumstances, wanting nothing more than admiration through fear. I sat down at my desk to see who my next patient was. "Ursula."