Disclaimer: I do not own any fairy tales or most of these OCs.
"Oh Rapunzel dearest, let down your hair!" A woman stood at the base of a stone tower, deep in the woods of the Dawn Sector, calling out with false sweetness. Her flawless fair skin and perfect figure looked like a teen as she called yet again, a hint of sharpness to her tone. "Rapunzel!"
"Coming…" A voice was barely heard from the solitary window in the wall about fifty feet up, and soon a pile of raven black hair cascaded from the opening, hitting the ground and forming a rope of sorts.
The woman smiled vainly and tucked a pure white curl behind her ear, tossing her black cape aside slightly in order to climb. She grasped the dark locks and began pulling herself up. A slight grunt was heard from the maiden attached to the hair, but she just kept climbing.
Upon reaching the window, the woman hoisted herself gracefully over and smoothed her black skirts. "Hello, Rapunzel."
Rapunzel smiled at the woman, the witch that held her in the tower. "Hello, Ivory."
Ivory Noelle smiled primly, examining her fingernails. "How are you this… fine morning, Rapunzel?" She moved gracefully to the full-length mirror in the spacious room, admiring herself.
"I'm good." The teen responded cheerfully, moving over to stand beside her caretaker.
Ivory quirked an eyebrow. "Oh dear, now you've just ruined the view," She said sadly, clicking her tongue.
Rapunzel frowned slightly, "How do you mean?"
The white haired witch put an arm around the teen, staring at the mirror as she explained. "Well, there was a vision of beauty here, standing in front of the mirror. Flawless skin," She smiled distantly as she gazed into the mirror. "Pure white curls… perfect figure… gorgeous bright red eyes. She looks so lovely, and so young. But then," Ivory's eye twitched slightly as she continued, "Another person enters the picture. And she's rather plain. Sure, she's slender, and fit. But she's got this crazy, long black hair, and a kinda tanned complexion. And her eyes, oh, periwinkle, really? Yes, the second is not so pretty. And it ruins the unmarred vision of the image. The radiant perfection is tainted by plainness."
Rapunzel's face fell, but she didn't respond. She had gotten used to these sorts of talks with the woman. Ivory soon tired from staring in the mirror, insisting that Rapunzel's face was making her dizzy. She bustled over to the large oak table that stood by the wall and set a basket, that had been previously concealed by her voluminous cape, on it.
"I hope you're up for bread and cheese again!" Ivory sang out cheerily, "I even brought you some milk!"
Rapunzel smiled, a small gesture, but a pleased one nonetheless. "Thank you, Ivory…" She said softly.
The witch turned to the girl, putting her hand on her hip. "You better be grateful, Rapunzel. After all, I provide for you. I've taken care of you, all these years. Your parents wer-"
"Good for nothing thieves, I know…" Rapunzel finished the woman's sentence, causing her to quirk an eyebrow in irritation.
"Why thanks for the interruption," came Ivory's biting retort. "Are you sassing me?!"
The girl shook her head vigorously, "O-Oh, no, I'd never! I've just… you know… memorized that."
The witch shrugged, returning to her task of emptying the basket. "Don't make me put you in your room again, Rapunzel…" The threatening tone of her voice sent chills up the teen's spine, and Rapunzel nodded slowly.
"I-I won't…"
Eli sighed happily as he gazed at the splendor of the ballroom. "This is it, Sombra." The raven on his shoulder cawed in response. "My Destiny. I wonder what I'll be doing here in my own castle?" His thoughts wandered to his childhood home, his parent's castle in the Melody Sector. The royal couple was so happy and lovely, the perfect picture of true love. His father had been known as the Brave Little Tailor in his the prime of his Destiny, and the princess in his tale, Eli's mother, well, it was love at first sight. And their love never faded, never failed. It was as strong as ever. Their life was what inspired Eli. They were such role models to him… maybe, someday, he'd find a woman that he'd fall for just as hard, and that would love him back…
"Your highness." A voice startled Eli out of his musings, and he whirled around, his pine green eyes wide.
The sight that greeted him was none other than his butler, and he sighed. "What is it, Wallace?"
Wallace bowed deeply, "So sorry to disturb you, sir, but there's a woman at the door demanding to see you."
Frowning in confusion, the young man smoothed his wavy, black hair and nodded. "Very well." He follow the excessively tall, lanky man to the enormous doors of his castle.
There, standing on the large threshold in the pouring rain, was a woman. She looked rather like a teenager, though, with pure white curls and flawless skin. Her blood-red eyes exuded annoyance as she crossed her arms. "It's about time, Mr. New Prince-Become-King," She complained, pulling her hood a bit farther over her face. "It's wet out here, and my home is far. Let me in!"
Eli smiled, and was moving to step aside to let the lady in before he froze.
"Sire?" Wallace inquired, but the man could no longer hear him. Eli felt a buzzing sensation in his head, which spread down to his feet and planted them where they were.
A voice sounded in his head, soft, silky and feminine. "Oh no, little one. You can't ruin my precious story. Welcome to your Destiny, Eli. The tale has just begun."
The dark haired young man felt something take control of his vocal cords. It was the weirdest sensation, almost as if he was watching someone else play out his life.
"No."
The word that left the young man's throat startled him, but the reaction was merely inward, with no outward showing. No was the one thing Eli always had trouble saying, to anyone and everyone. So why…
"Your highness?" Eli felt his own head turn to face his trusted butler.
"I said no. We don't let vagabonds and riff-raff in this castle!" What on earth?! W-What am I saying…? Hey, somebody answer! I don't wanna do this! Help! I've been possessed!
The female voice in his head spoke again, chuckling but sounding irritated. "I'm merely fixing something, little one. All will be well soon enough. Malorica will make sure…"
Malorica? The sorceress… of course. She must be controlling my Destiny…
The female in the doorway stomped her foot brattily, "Why you little… are you refusing me?! Nobody refuses the great - not to mention beautiful, perfect, and lovely - Ivory Noelle! You shall pay dearly, you selfish man!"
Turmoil reigned in Eli's head. He was trying to yell, shout, do anything to take over his own body, but instead he felt a snarl upon his face.
A blood red light surrounded Ivory, and she raised her hands to the sky, chanting. "I curse you, selfish one. I curse you to be as ugly on the outside as I have seen you are inside. Until a maiden, innocent and fair, can love you for your beastly self, you shall remain in this state!" She pushed her hands toward Eli, and he felt an impact before falling to the ground.
"It must be done before the petals fall from this enchanted rose…" A delicate yellow flower was tossed to the ground beside the young man before he faded from the world, losing consciousness.
"Do you understand, child?" Mother Goose asked the sixteen year old before her, observing how the girl's hand was twitching as she sat with it extended before her.
The apple-green haired maiden nodded, opening her eyes. "Yes, I think so, Mother Goose."
The old woman stood, "Very well. Your lesson is over for today, young one. Just… try not to let it overcome you again, Shaina."
Shaina nodded guiltily, "Yes ma'am. But it's just…" She sighed tiredly. "Being psychic really can be a burden…"
The woman in the room smiled, putting a hand on the slim girl's shoulder. "I know, dear one. But I'm here to teach you! You'll figure it out."
Shaina stood and fastened her navy blue cape over her pink off-shoulder dress, the ruffles brushing her knees. "Thank you, Mother Goose."
The elderly woman waved a hand, "Think nothing of it, child. Just be glad you're not… ahaha, nevermind, Shaina. You better get home to your father!"
The girl tilted her head in confusion. "I'm not what?"
The woman shook her head, "No no no, go home! Your dear papa needs you!"
"I suppose you're right… he does tend to need me," Shaina giggled. "But what were you saying?"
"Nothing, dear, nothing at all!" Mother Goose shoved the slender teen out of the cottage. "And give my regards to my dear granddaughter, would you?"
"Okay! But wait, didn't you see Emi yesterday?" Shaina asked, but was answered with a door in her face.
"Hmm." Shrugging, the girl turned and headed into the woods, pulling her navy blue hood over her head.
"Ugh. I've never seen anyone more hopeless at shooting, Hunter." Eric sighed, sick of the boy.
Hugh frowned, "My name's Hugh, call me Hugh! Hunter is my surname…" He pouted. "Anyway, who says I'm awful?! Preston said if you teach me, then I could be great!"
"Or dead…" Eric muttered.
"Sourpuss," Hugh teased.
Eric gritted his teeth and snatched up his longbow from its position leaning against a tree. "Why does he do this to me…?!" He spat out before marching away.
"Wait… w-where are you going, Eric?!" Hugh stumbled after him, picking up his own smaller bow and shaking black curls from his eyes.
"Home. Duh. You're annoying me."
"But you can't leave me!" Hugh insisted as he followed the rapidly walking young man.
"I'm not. You're following, aren't you?" Eric's irked tone caused Hugh to pause.
"What's wrong, Eric?"
The young man groaned loudly and whirled around, startling the boy. "Oh, I just love your company, is all."
Hugh's sea-green orbs lit up excitedly. "Really?!"
"Wha- no." Eric rolled his eyes and continued to the hideout, leaving behind a forlorn Hugh.
Upon entering the house, Eric heard noise from the many other Merry Men around, but he didn't see the leader of the rag-tag band, the infamous Preston. Who he currently wanted to skin alive.
Eric searched the entire house, not finding the man he was after. Huffing in frustration, he went outside, and heard the sound of a blade being sharpened. Instantly on the alert, he drew a knife from his belt and tip-toed behind the house. Looking around the corner, he grunted. There he was, sharpening a broadsword. Preston. Looking at the blade, he nodded, pleased.
Eric emerged from the shadows, anger nearly pouring off him. "Preston…"
The man looked up, a slight glint in his blue-green eyes. "Yes, Eric?"
Eric gritted his teeth. Preston chuckled lightly, nodding to a stool beside his. "Sit, and please refrain from tearing my head off. I'm rather attached to it."
The caramel haired seventeen year old sat and crossed his arms, watching the older man sharpen his sword silently.
Preston continued with his work for a while, ignoring Eric. After about ten minutes, though, he grew impatient, and asked him a question. "So, how was the lesson?"
He knew he'd hit a nerve when Eric snorted. "Awful. I don't know why you insist on making me teach that boy! Honestly."
Preston shrugged, "Maybe I think it's a good idea. It'll be good learning experience."
Eric huffed.
"For both of you."
The younger man glared at Preston, who simply sat, stone faced. "Whatever. If I end up going completely insane, I'm killing you first."
Preston chuckled and examined the blade he'd been working with. "Sounds good."
Eric rolled his eyes and stood. He shoved his hands in his pockets, mumbling. "Better go check on the kid…" The dark eyed young man turned and entered the forest, leaving behind an amused Preston.
Preston chuckled a little, running a thumb along the blade of the broadsword he'd been working on. "This is gonna be so fun…" Standing, he picked up his beloved bow, checking the string before slinging it over his shoulder. "I need to give this sword back to Travis. That guy really should stop ruining all my hard work…" And with those soft words to himself, he headed back into the Merry Men's hideout in the Wildwood Sector.
"Silly little prince, messing with my story… he was going to ruin everything for Malorica!" The sorceress gazed into the mirror on her wall, showing Eli in his castle, still unconscious. "Destiny Interventions are never pretty… but they are better than a Destiny Interruption, eh pet?" She reached up to stroke the raven that stood on her desk, and he cawed softly.
"Daddy would be so proud…" Malorica stared at the book containing her stories, including her newest one, which she'd just had to rescue from destruction. "No one shall hurt what Malorica wishes…"
She waved a flawless hand before the mirror, causing it to change into a view of the entirety of Pure Imagination. The main town lay in the center, bustling with life. And the castles bordering… each with their own pie-shaped sector over which to rule. Malorica smiled as she saw many things. A young man, tromping through the woods in lazy search for a small boy, a teenage girl traipsing home to her father, a group of teenage girls, giggling together, and a teary-eyed young woman trapped in a tower.
"Lovely," She sighed contentedly.
Eli groaned, stirring. He was alone, save for an oil lamp and odd, shining yellow rose beside him. He sat up, sighing heavily. Reaching a hand up to rub his eyes, he was surprised to find it cut him. Grunting in shock, he opened his green orbs only to have the most confusing sight greet him - his hand was a claw?! A bird claw! Standing dizzily, he turned and saw a full length mirror on the wall, frozen. After a moment, he screamed in shock at the sight that greeted him. A lion-like creature, with eagle claws and tufty ears. The feathers were black, but the fur was dark grey.
"W-What happened to me?!"
Ehehe, hi guys...
Sorry for the late update. Unfortunately, I'm not sure how much/often I will be able to write. My right arm has been injured too, and when I do write, I can only get about 200 words a day. :-/ But!
How was your Christmas, everybody?! I hope you enjoyed it! :) (I GOT FANTASY LIFE! *SQUEE!* Ahem. Sorry.)
Do you guys like the Destiny Intervention and Interruption? Let me know in your review! (Which you'll be leaving, right? *wink wink nudge nudge*)
[EDIT: If you saw a capital 'BREAK' in the story, I apologize. That is how I tell where to put the break lines which are missing from my doc creator, but are on the editor. It's weird, and I missed one... but yeah, I'm sorry. AND ALSO! I do still need OCs! So if you wanna make more, or have friends that like fairy tales and OCs, send 'em over! ;P Heehee. God bless.]
Here is the OC disclaimer list!
I do not own the following OCs, however I do have permission to use them.
Ivory Noelle, she belongs to Kiko Mizushima.
Eli, he belongs to Princess Gakoshi.
And Wallace belongs to moi.
(Wow, not many OCs this chappie, eh? /shot) Please tell me if I got your OC right, or if they were OOC! DX I'm sorry this chapter is shorter, but I am satisfied with it. And...
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Some people are in 2015 now, and some stuck in 2014. How was your year? (Mine was amazing! :3)
And I've decided to reply to my reviews... HERE! So, here ya go. Replies. XD:
YOLO-man: Ahaha, thanks. You're gonna make me blush, hahaha. I don't think it's quite that good... but I'm glad you enjoyed it. :)
NightStryke: Thanks man! :D The keeper of legends, ah yes, she's veeerrrrry mysterious. ;) I'm so glad you liked Rapunzel, and I hope you like her this chapter, too! She's so fun. :) Yes, I love the idea behind the Merry Men as well. AH THEY'RE SO AMAZING. I love the Merry Men. X3 And I'm glad you think this story looks promising! Thank you so much for helping me out. :)
cometshadow: Heehee, thanks! I'm sooooo glad you liked it! I was totally like sweating bullets in worry, hoping you'd like it. :) Hehe. YAY I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKED HIM YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY YOUR REVIEW MADE MEH. Very happy. :DDD Yeah, he is the prince for my twin's OC! :D Lol, yay! I'm so glad you're happy~! :DDDDD Aww, thanks! I love you more! YOU ROCK! Seriously. You're amazing. :) (And you inspired me to write the review replies like this. ;) :D) Thank you! I hope so too, ahaha...
Princess Gakoshi: Yay, awesome! I'm glad you enjoyed the chapter, and that you can see stories coming together! :) Heehee, guessing already, eh? Great! :) :D I hope you like Eli so far!
emosewa-13: Heehee, I'm REALLY glad you liked it! :D I'm glad you liked the princesses chatting (All I had to do was think of me, my sisters, toss in a couple friends and voila! I can feel the atmosphere! XP) Lol, yeah, after I wrote it I was all like "Eh, Arcturus and Eric could be PICKPOCKET BUDDIES! XD Lol. Okay, I will remember that for the future, thanks Emosewa! :) And YES. The Merry Men banter was honestly my favorite part in that chapter to write, lol. THEY'RE SO AWESOME. Like, I LOOOOVEEE all the OCs I've gotten for this story, but the favorite group award goes to them. Gosh, they're amazing. :D Heehee, yeah, I REALLY hope I can pull the mentor thing off! :D A bit of frustration in the chapter. ;) (Yeah. I'm gonna level with you here, my FAVORITE parts to write are when it's Eric and Preston banter. XD) Bwahahaha, I SHALL NOT ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS! Whoa, who put that microphone there?! XP But seriously, heeheehee, you'll have to find out! ;3 Lol. I'm sorry to have made you wait, but hey, at least as far as I am aware. you didn't die from boredom, right man? ...Right, right?!
Blonde's Wild Heart: Yay, sunflowergirl12! :D Okee, so you changed your name - nice to know~! :) Yay, I'm glad you liked it! And thank you for the well-wishes. :)
And I think that's it! MAY WE ALL MAKE 2015 A BETTER YEAR THAN 2014 FILLED WITH QUICK UPDATES (XP), COFFEE (OR TEA), CUPCAKES AND JOY. NEVER FORGET THE JOY, THAT'S IMPORTANT. *cough* Wow, I really need to watch out where those set-up guys put the microphones! You know what's next, people...
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~Swaggy-chan, over and out!