So, I recently found out what a Mary-Sue was (don't call me a noob), and I was wondering if any of you considered Sapphire a Mary-Sue.

Oh yeah. And sorry for not updating sooner.

I own Sapphire, Joey, The Bad Dudes, and everything else belongs to Disney (may they see the error of their ways and take Hannah Montana OFF THE TV FOREVER!).

Sapphire looked over the list of abilities she'd collected. They varied from her first Lilo and Stitch to her most recent, Pascal from Tangled. Among these were Panchito's skill with firearms, Bambi's speed, Aladdin's thieving skill, and many others.

In addition to getting power, she'd been collecting things from Disney characters as well. Almost every page in her scrapbook had some kind of thing in it.

She'd taken weapons too. Daggers, handguns, and a plasma blaster (she'd gone back to Lilo and Stitch for that one). She'd taken fitting pieces of armour to protect herself with and had tried to get stuff for Joey, but he'd said that he would be fine and didn't need anything.

Sapphire knew.

They were ready.

"We have to go to a reserved place so no one gets hurt in the battle."

"How about the meadow in 'Bambi'?" Joey suggested.

Sapphire nodded. "Perfect. Open area, green grass so nothing will catch fire, and cover unless something goes wrong." All business now, Sapphire put her backpack back on, fitting it nicely between her wings, then transported them both to Bambi. At the border between the tree line and the clear meadow, she knelt to Joey's eye level.

"You don't have to go in there with me," she said, green eyes gleaming with hard determination.

"Saph, a dog is man's, or in this case 'girl's', best friend. I stick with you until the end, even if the end may be right now."

Tears of gratitude pricked in Sapphire's eyes and she hugged Joey around the neck. He licked her ear in response. Both retracted their wings as to not alert the enemy that they could become airborne, then they walked out onto the grassy space, completely silent.

Sapphire's hand never left Joey's shoulder, and his side never lefty her leg. Taking position at one end of the meadow, Sapphire realized that this may be the last time to tell Joey how much he meant to her. She wanted to launch into a huge speech, but all that came out of her mouth was, "I love you, Joey."

He understood in a way that only dogs can. "I love you too, Saph."

They both knew that they'd win this fight.

Or die trying.

Sapphire and Joey didn't have to wait long before the enemy appeared. But to their horror, it was not two men that appeared in front of them, but 100! All led by a woman in the front. All people wore black jumpsuits and gloves.

"Hello, girl. You caused my two star agents quite a bit of trouble lately, haven't you?" The woman's voice dripped with fake sweetness, like honey.

"Sure. But they were trying to give me trouble as well. I was simply defending myself. Who are you and what do you want with the goggles anyway?"

The woman laughed, a bone-chilling laugh that made the hair on the back of Sapphire's neck stand up, but also made her mad. "I, dearie, am who people call General, or, more casually, General Rick. I invented the goggles so I could overtake all 51 of the Disney kingdoms. The Disney characters have great power and I could use that to my advantage on Earth." She nonchalantly examined her nails. "The White House, for instance."

This news made a small flame of anger flare inside Sapphire, but she glanced at the General, confused. "You must be mistaken. There are only 50 Disney kingdoms."

"Wrong, girl!" The General sneered. "You forgot one. The Disney Castle. The very center of Disney. The source of Disney magic. Ruled by the very sign of Disney itself."

"Who, Mickey Mouse?"

Sapphire had meant this as sarcasm, so her eyebrows raised slightly when the General spat, "Exactly!"

The brown haired teen lowered her body into an attack stance. " I won't let you do that. I will fight."

General Rick scoffed. "You? You're a 12 year old. You don't pose as threatening to us."

"I'm 14," Sapphire snarled, "and I dare you to say that again."

"You're a~" She didn't get to finish because Sapphire whipped out a dagger and threw it expertly. General Rick saw it coming and miraculously dodged, but the man behind her wasn't so lucky. The dagger buried itself in his chest and he fell over, immediately dead.

The General studied her with surprise, then narrowed her eyes. "ATTACK!" The command was given and 99 men brandished pistols.

Sapphire took a deep breath and let out an ear-splitting roar. Thrusting forward her right hand, palm out, a 40 foot tongue of flame extended from it. Sapphire slowly moved it from one side of the army to the other.

Fire danced among the men like ballerinas, but much more deadly. People were incinerated left and right, but some must have been wearing fireproof clothes. They were unharmed, except the handguns had melted in their hands. Only about 45 people were left.

Sapphire smirked at the General's astonished face. Then smirked harder when the astonishment changed to fury. Sapphire had camouflaged to match the meadow so she was virtually invisible.

Then, she and Joey charged into battle.

Using the Beast's knowledge of physical contact and sheer strength, Sapphire broke many important bones. She showed no mercy. She was there to kill.

Adrenaline rushing through her, she felt brave and became visible again. Using Stitch's power to climb walls, she scaled a tree and began shooting from the top with her plasma cannon. People dropped to the ground, making obstacles for those behind them.

Joey was a snarling, biting, deadly ball of fur. He splintered legs, then went for the throat.

Sapphire spread her wings and lifted off from the tree. Shooting into the masses from the air, Sapphire looked for the General. If she could dispose of her, the leader of the bad guys, then maybe the group would disband.

And she had to destroy the other pair of goggles.

With Sapphire in the skies and Joey on the ground, the enemies didn't stand a chance, even though it was 45 men against a girl and her dog. Soon, most of the men lay on the ground, either dead or fatally wounded. The only wounds Sapphire had were cuts and bruises and a gash where a bullet had nicked her right arm by the shoulder.

Sapphire swooped low, her eyes finally landing on the second pair of goggles. Tall Dude had them. She lighted down in front of him. "Hey, creep."

He just gave a menacing smile and lunged for her, but the teenager was faster. She whipped out a pistol and fired, nailing Tall Dude in the chest. He fell to the ground and Sapphire plucked the goggles from his head. "You won't be needing these anymore." She shot again, hitting the goggles square on one lens. They shattered, beyond repair.

Sapphire took to the air again, looking for the General. She circled once, then twice before her green eyes landed on her form.

The General had a gun.

And Sapphire heard the gunshot.

The bullet grazed her left wing and she plummeted, hitting ground a bit harder than she'd liked. The pain in her wing told her that she'd be grounded for a while.

This was it. Everyone was gone except the General. And Sapphire was ready.

Then, her head split in half.

The teen doubled over, moaning in agony, clutching her head. The General seized the chance and squeezed the trigger.

And suddenly, Joey's golden-brown fur blocked her vision. He collapsed in a mass of fur, feathers, and blood. And the pain in Sapphire's head was reduced to a dull echo.

She rushed to her dog's side, kneeling and stroking his head. "Joey! Stay with me, buddy!"

"Saph," he coughed out. "I don't regret going into battle with you." He winced and Sapphire leaned down, pressing her forehead to his, tears streaming down her dirt-streaked face. "Don't worry about me. Defeat the General. I'm proud to have been your dog." His brown eyes closed.

"Joey…" Sapphire buried her face in the Golden Retriever's fur.

Then raised her eyes to the General's. They were almost red with fury. She stood and faced the General.

Three words seethed out through her teeth. "I hate you."

"Darling," The General laughed, "the feeling's mutual." And she raised the gun to Sapphire's chest.

A gunshot fired.

But it wasn't the General's.

Sapphire threw down the smoking pistol, once again returning to Joey's side and not caring whether she'd hit General Rick or not.

Her alert green eyes sighted the slight rise and fall of Joey's chest and hope filled her. He can still be saved! She knelt again and pulled the goggles over her face, scrolling through the pictures. She finally stopped at a picture of a castle. Looking harder into the picture, she noticed a familiar, three circle silhouette in the balcony.

Mickey! This is the Disney Castle! But what had the General said?

"The Disney Castle. The very center of Disney. The source of Disney Magic."

Sapphire retracted her wings, wincing in pain when her injured one slid into her body, and grabbed hold of Joey's scruff. She pressed the button that transported them to the castle.

Mickey will help.

Won't he?

Ok, yeah, the battle scene was kinda unrealistic. Sorry 'bout that. Don't kill me (or flame me) please.