Malevola heard the bell. "Who can it be?" she said to her husband.

He shrugged and kept on reading his paper.

"Sit up straight dear, we do not slack in this house." she said as she headed for the door.

She opened the door. "Cruella" she said and took two steps back.

"Gosh, no, please call me Ella, mother darling!" she said as she opened her arms.

Malevola didn't know what to think. "Mother darling?!" Malevola said as she calmly and confused walked in to Ella's embracing arms.

"Why yes, it's been so long! I have missed you and papa a lot!" Ella said as she removed her powder pink cotton cape and gave it to Malevola. "I haven't seen this house for years and years! It hasn't changed a bit!" she said as she walked further in the hallway.

She reached up to touch a deer head hanging from the wall "Poor darling" she said before she turned around to face her mother. "You really shouldn't kill animals and hang them on the wall, it's wrong!"

"I agree completely, you should wear them!" Malevola said and laughed.

Ella gave her mother some serious side eye before she started walking to the living room.

"Who was it?!" Fredrick asked.

"Only me!" Ella said as she entered the living room.

"What are yo- What is she doing here?!" Fredrick demanded.

"Oh papa, what is wrong?" Ella said as she sat down next to her father.

"I'm confused." he said nervously.

Malevola called on her maid for some tea.

"Mother darling, you really shouldn't wear that fur. Whatever reason do you have for wearing a fur stole inside the house? And it's summer too!" Ella said with great concern in her eyes.

Malevola didn't know what to say, she hadn't seen this side of Cruella before. "Ehh, sugar?" she said as she held up a cup.

"Please" Ella said as she got up and started walking around.

"What are you looking for?" Fredrick asked.

"Oh nothing, I'm just taking it all in, it's been too long" she said as she reached her hand out for her fathers.

He placed his hand in hers and got up. "It really has" he said and gave his daughter a kiss on the cheek. "I'm so glad to have you back" he said.

"Me too!" Malevola said as she gave Ella a cup.

Ella took a sip before she sat back down "I am genuinely happy, you know!" she said. "Do you still have my room?" Ella asked.

"It's where it has always been" Malevola said nervously and took a sip.

"May I?" Ella said as she got up.

"Sure, I'll walk with you" Fredrick said.

"WAIT!" Malevola yelled.

"What is the matter?" Ella asked.

"I have been using your room for storage. I'm very sorry but I just figured you'd never come home again." she said.

"Storage?" Ella said. "For what? What have you been storing in my room? This house has over 30 rooms and you needed mine for storage?" Ella demanded.

"Well.. You see, I needed a place to store my furs.. and, well, to be quite honest, I was mad at you Cruella, you were quite rude to us the last time we heard from you, you literally wanted to shoot us, and at that point in time I couldn't care less about your room. So, I said 'to hell with that ingrate' and threw my furs in your room."

Ella suddenly fell to the floor.

Fredrick crouched down to check if she was alright. "What is going on, what happened to her?!" he said.

"I might have put something in her tea." Malevola said as she took a sip.

Fredrick took a deep breath and let out a long sigh. "Why.. Why would you do that? She's our daughter, our only child! What is wrong with you?!" he demanded.

"She had it coming!" she yelled.

Meanwhile on the floor, Ella was conscious, trying to figure out what happened. She tried to move but it was like she was paralyzed, and couldn't move an inch. She felt like she was suffocating.

"WHY DO YOU CARE SO MUCH!? SHE TRIED TO KILL US NOT THAT LONG AGO!" Malevola shrieked as she threw her cup at Fredrick.

Fredrick put his fist up, in front of Malevola's face. "Throw the pot and see what happens." he said.

"Oh you're all words, you pussy!" she said and laughed. "Now, help me with Cruella, let's put her out in her car and crash it so it looks like an accident"

Ella was deathly afraid of what was going to happen as she heard her mother's frighting words. As they lifted Ella up from the floor, she felt her body moving for the first time in about 20 minutes of consciousness.

Just as they rounded the corner and headed out for the main hallway, Malevola felt a direct kick to her jaw. She dropped Ella and grabbed her face. "SHE'S SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD, FREDRICK" she screamed and ran towards the second floor.

"Cruella, dear, please-" Fredrick uttered before he started shaking her.

"Stop that" Ella said as she sat up. "Where is mama?" she asked as she grabbed her head as if it was spinning.

"Cruella, come with me, I'll drive you home, your mother isn't quite herself at the moment." he said and helped her up.

"Please call me Ella!" she said. For a split second she saw herself in the mirror, standing next to her father when she was only 12, smiling with a bright sparkle in her eyes. The idyllic hallucination was shattered when she heard her mother running frantically down the stairs, shooting at the roof whilst yelling obscenities.

As Malevola shot her seventh shot to the ceiling she stepped on her dress and fell face down the stairs.

"RUN" Fredrick yelled at Ella.

In the horror and panic she ran straight in to the wall and fell to the ground.

"Cru- ..Ella?! Are you alright, dear?!" Fredrick asked softly.

She got to her feet with the help of her father. She took his hand in hers and stared in to his eyes .. "Ella is gone, Cruella is BACK!" she said, followed by a manic laughter. Cruella threw his hand away so hard he almost went down.

"YOU!" she yelled as she walked towards the stairs. "YOU BEAST!" she shrieked.

Cruella went up a few steps and took the rifle from Malevola's lifeless hand.

"I'm going to shoot you now." Cruella said in a eery kind of voice.

"PLEASE!" Fredrick yelled. "Please don't.. Just leave, don't get yourself into trouble over your mother, she's not worth it!" he said.

"DAMN YOU!" Cruella screamed and threw the rifle at him.

Cruella stormed out the door and ran to her car.

As Cruella drove out the gate she started getting dizzy again. She forgot to turn left and drove right in to the ditch.

"Damn." she said and put the car in reverse. The car nearly flew back onto the road. Cruella turned left and started honking the horn in agony. She had had it, it was all too much for her, not only had she been a prisoner in her own body, she had just witnessed her own attempted murder.