Maleficent - Diaval Fanfic – I'm Alive by Raven Diablo

Chapter 3: Raven Hair, Ruby Lips, Sparks Fly From Her Fingertips.

A couple of days had passed since Diaval got word of the christening and Maleficent seemed to be in a very good mood. She even let him have 3 days off in a row that week. During these three days, he barely saw his mistress. But she was working on something in her home for most of the days. One thing was for certain, she appeared to be in a much better mood.

When he returned on the morning of the 4th day, Robin was waiting in the doorway of Maleficent's home as he usually does when Diaval returned home to find his mistress out.

"She is waiting by the throne for you" Robin said worriedly "She is up to something and she looks...different. Many of us faeries are starting to become frightened of her."

Diaval cawed and bowed his head acknowledging Robin's instructions. He flew off and went to the throne where the other night they had such a nice party. There his mistress was sitting and as Robin explained, she certainly looked different.

He circled around her a couple times so he could get a good look before she turned him back into a man. She was dressed all in black. Her hair was not visible but was apparently tied up in a new head-dress that wrapped her whole head and even extended down to a choker collar around her neck. She had on a large flowing gown with a long train that pooled behind her while she was sitting on her throne. The collar of the gown was very pronounced and extended out over her shoulders. In the center by her chest was some ornate brooch. Diaval tried to circle in for a better look. Apparently, his mistress was displeased by his circling and when he was within range of her magic...

FLUMP! He practically fell out of the sky and landed face first by the edge of the bog.

"Ooof! That wasn't particularly nice. That hurt!"

She got up and approached him. He could see the details in her new gown better now.

"I don't know why you insist on doing that constant circling. Just land why don't you!" she said in her normal stern voice he was used to.

"Now stand up and take a good look at me", she stated clamly. She turned her face to one side and held her arms and hands up slightly so he could get a good look at her new gown.

"What do you think?" she asked.

He stood up and took a good look at her from head to toe. He was impressed with the new gown and she did look very attractive to him, but at the same time, she seemed to have a more menacing look. He kind of felt what Robin described. She carried herself very poised and elegant. She started to sashay back and forth showing her gown off.

"Well? I'm waiting". She was growing impatient.

He got down on one knee and put one arm behind his back and the other arm he waved down in a royal greeting and bowed his head. "You look magnificent, my dear Maleficent". He then realized that he addressed her by her given name and he bit his lip. There surely would be punishment for this. His head remained bowed and he could hear her walking over to him.

She placed her fingers under his chin and lifted his head up so their eyes met.

"Magnificent Maleficent." she smiled, "I like the sound of that." She started to strut off behind Diaval, but then stopped and turned around.

"I don't think you ever addressed me by name before" her voice raised up in pitch slightly.

Diaval thought to himself, "Oh, no, here it comes". Then he said, "I am sorry, my mistress, I was just caught up in the moment. It will not happen again".

"Nonsense, that was a very nice greeting, my pet. Well done!"

Apparently his gesture was a correct way to address royalty and this pleased his mistress. So that got him off the hook.

"Diaval, I am going home and prepare for the christening, you go to the castle and find out exactly when it will be."

"Absolutely, my mistress"

A wave of her hand and he was a raven again. He was happy that Maleficent was still in a good mood and didn't punish him.

Later on in the evening he returned and gave his mistress the news that the christening would be the next day but one.

"Excellent, Excellent, my pet". She was wearing her gown she normally sleeps in and was sitting at a table making herself a new ring. Diaval didn't know why, but ever since he was going to castle for her, she was obsessed with making new jewelry and clothing for herself. If he didn't know any better she seemed like she was dressing up to impress someone. Who, he didn't know and why he didn't know. But he figured that it was one of those 'Rule number 2' questions and never asked. He did ask Robin, but he was clueless as well.

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The days came and went, the christening came and went, and it was all over. Maleficent's plan went off without a hitch and she successfully cursed the baby, Aurora. Furthermore, she made King Stefan get on his hands and knees begging her not to do it. She ended up changing the curse from a sleep like death to allow Aurora to be awoken by true love's kiss in exchange for his begging. Maleficent didn't believe in true love and as such the curse was perfect. He didn't know why she believed this as a bird he knew of love...even though he wasn't totally sure as he never experienced it himself.

All the way back from the castle, Maleficent was gloating about her achievement. Diaval felt a bit uneasy about her cursing an innocent baby, but he let her ramble on. This was her moment and he didn't want to put a damper on it in anyway. In a way he was happy that she finally got her revenge, but for what? He didn't ask because he knew she didn't like questions about her past, and questions of those type generally got him punished. But one thing was nagging him when they got back home from the castle...

"True love's kiss?" He asked.

"Yes, Diaval. The curse is perfect because there is no such thing as true love", she said matter matter of factly.
"I don't know, my lady, but I thought there was such a thing."

"Nonsense. What do you know of true love as you are just a bird".

"Well, I know that certain birds mate for life."

"Oh?" she had a higher pitched sound in her voice.

"Ravens are such birds"

"Is that so", she replied nonchalantly.

"Well, my pet, it has been a long day and I would like to get some sleep. Off you go, to your nest". He was once a raven again and he flew up to his nest for the night.
Maleficent had told him to keep an even closer eye on the castle since the curse has been placed on Aurora. For a time he even instructed to slept out by the castle at night to see if he could learn anything new to bring back to his mistress.
Four days went by since the christening and Diaval got his break. He saw three suspicious human women in a horse and buggy traveling down the main road at night. Two women were in the front of the buggy and one was inside the back of the covered wagon. The one in back was trying to get a baby to be quiet. Since he was as black as the night it would be very easy to follow the women in the buggy to see where they went. The women went to into the north woods and Diaval diligently followed. He followed them back to a spot that was very close to the north border of the Moors. There the woman were heading towards an abandoned cottage. The baby was crying and the women tried in vain to get her to calm down.
Diaval perched himself on a tree branch right outside the house and didn't make a sound. While the woman were taking things out of the wagon and putting them into the cottage, he overheard talk of not using magic and being in human form and then finally he heard what he wanted to hear. One of the women referred to the baby by the name, Aurora.
As he was about to fly off, he couldn't help but notice that women were complete bumbling idiots. He shrugged his wings and flew off to tell Maleficent the good news. Upon his return he found his mistress sitting by her table undoing the wrappings on her head-dress. She was dressed in her evening gown once again.

"The baby, Aurora, is under the care of these three peasant women that have brought her to that old cottage just outside the northern-eastern part of the wall."

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"Yes, absolutely", Diaval confirmed. "They referred to the baby as Aurora".

"Splendid! Splendid!" she exclaimed. "Well done, little birdy!" She was happy and gave him a nice smile. "Tomorrow we go together as I would like to see the cottage and the baby for myself", she said. Maleficent was done unwrapping her hair and she let it drop down. It was all mussed up and tangled from being tied up a couple of days. When she was sitting in the chair by her table, her hair almost touched the floor.

"Oh dear, this isn't going to do at all", she was slightly miffed about her hair being mussed.

"May I speak freely, my mistress", he asked

"You may."

"I like it when you wear your hair down."

"You do, huh?", she replied, turning to look at him.

She was ready to give her hand a twist as she does when she performs her magic, but then stopped. Even though she could use her magic to fix her hair, she knew her hair came out better when she combed it by hand.

"Would you like to help me comb it out?", she asked in a soft voice. "That'll be your reward for tonight."

Diaval seemed elated since this was a task he knew he would like. His voice cracked a bit, "It...It would be an honor, my mistress."

"Good! Here you go."

"She handed Diaval her favorite brush that she had on the table. She turned her chair around. The chair had a high back and she placed her hair down the back of the chair and rested her neck on the top most rung on the back of the chair. Her head was tilted up towards the ceiling. Her raven hair hung down from her head. For some reason, she closed her eyes.

Once again, that feeling of attraction had come over him watching her sit that way in the chair.

Diaval came close to her and he gently grabbed some of her locks. This was the first time he was allowed to touch her hair and the feel of it in his hands was unlike anything he touched before. Here hair was amazingly soft. He started to brush down as when he saw her do it many times before, but it snagged right away.
"Ouch!" She jumped upright in her seat and glared at him. "No, No, you are not doing it right." She reached out for him to give her the brush back.

"Please, my mistress, as your servant, I would like to do this for you."

"Let me show you the proper way then", she explained "When you get to a part that is knotted, grab here and then brush the knots out, by holding here, it will not pull on my scalp". She demonstrated.

"Now try again and this time, don't let it snag", she instructed.

"Yes. Understood."

She gave him the brush back and he tried again, this time slower. His hands were shaking a bit as another new feeling came over him, he didn't want to hurt her in anyway. When he felt a pull he brushed out the knot as she instructed him to do. She had very long hair and he knew it was going to take a while to get her hair all brushed out.

He grabbed another lock of hair and slowly brushed again. As worked down the length of her hair, he looked to see if her eyes were still closed and they were. He then held a lock of her hair to his nose. Her hair had a very sweet smell. He said to himself as he continued brushing, "So that is where that sweet smell comes from, it's her hair".

Once the knots were combed out he started to stroke the brush down on her hair firmer. Her hair was gently pulling on her scalp. All of a sudden he noticed the rise and fall of his mistress' chest grow deeper and her breaths longer. The look on her face almost seemed like of pleasure, her eyes remained closed.

He proceeded further up and combed the hair around the top of her head. Her breathing deepened. Then he proceeded to brush around the base of her horns and her face seemed to scrunch up a bit and she let out a small moan.

All of a sudden she quickly sat upright in the chair very wide eyed almost as if she was frightened.

"Ok, that's enough." she said, her voice sounded scared.

"What's wrong, my mistress?" Diaval asked.

She looked down at her hair and it was perfectly combed out.

"Nothing is wrong, Diaval. You did a fine job and we are done. Goodnight"

"But mistress..."

"Goodnight" she said again in a firmer tone.

She reached out for the brush and after he handed it to her, she changed him back into a Raven. He flew out the door and up to his nest in the tree. He thought about what happened and the feelings that were running through him while he was coming her hair. The strange thing about it was that he wanted to do it again. However, he couldn't help but keep wondering why she practically pushed him out the front door afterwards. He settled down in his nest and closed his eyes to rest.

Back inside Maleficent's home she still sat in the chair wide eyed at what just happened. She said to herself, "No No No, that didn't just happen! I comb my hair out all the time myself and that has never happened. Why did it feel so good when he did it? No! Maleficent, shame on you ...you are now known as the Mistress of Evil. This feeling isn't good. Shoo, go away!"

She blew out the candles and climbed up to her loft bedroom. The bedroom was round and somewhat resembled an enormous covered nest. She had a round bed made from down and animal hide covers.

She climbed into her bed and cuddled up. A smile was on her face as this was the close of a wonderful day.