Sarah was getting really uneasy now because it was five o' clock and he had not called yet. Sometimes he was late though, but not this late. What was worse… it was getting dark. She called his number ten times already as well as her mom's number and nothing.

Sadly, she sat in her room, fiddling.

When she thought that she was all alone, the one creature she so rescued was scuddling about down in the hall after his little escape. After the misunderstanding the night before, he had to try and figure out a way to get the message to her. He knew what it was as well. It happened at the stroke of midnight. For only a minute at that time only, only powerful magic can get through to this place with hardly any imagination. The only one who was powerful enough to even manipulate technology in such a way was Master Yen Sid. Perhaps even Merlin was able to be that powerful, other than a great many magicians back in the Kingdom. Sadly though, at the rate of how darkness was spreading, having that much power was greatly rare. There was so much to be said and yet not enough magic to help it be possible. He was cursed! He was trapped in this way… Changed to save his loved one's life… as well as his only home's.

It was a battle that had been going on for as long as a month when the magic of an old enemy was restored. A traitor had been slinking along among the Kingdoms to make this happen. All thanks to three witches. A deal was made and a certain orb was recovered from the depths of the rocky mountains beneath a ruined fortress. Yen Sid and he had made sure that the weakened Dark Fairy should never rise to ruin the lands again, despite her past. Taken into the depths of her own mountain, the ancient Fairy, Maleficent was imprisoned as she was weak, within the orb of her own staff. In a World ruled by justice and love, this was a punishment but it may have been too light of a punishment. Good was never inclined to kill anyone. Killing was known by all as an abomination unless it was done unintentionally by defense… Prince Phillip had done so to rescue a Kingdom from the Fairy's curse but she had survived the assault. Following these laws of Good though, it could prove this World's downfall on account of how much power the Dark Forces were getting. Mickey had come to terms with that, now that even his own magic was not enough at this point. She was free!

He was struck by one of the Dark Fairy's lightning bolts and he had fallen a ways down the cliff. The Mouse was left with his own as his own friends were too far away to assist him. The battle had gone on for three days. His brush was cracking through the handle now… Mickey tried to stay on the rock as he tried to look up to see the whirl of purple cloud as a powerful spell was about to be cast over the land. This was reason why he was fighting her…was to stop this… He had to keep trying. He had to.

"…you will not destroy our hope… We lost Walter there… w-we… we will not let that same darkness come here."

All this negativity was powering all this. Imagination itself was useless in the minds of the young…and the young at heart. Ever since Walt had died, it had gotten harder… A defeated enemy was having her say right now….

The defeated King shed a tear and got back to his feet as a darkened form flew down to him, before he felt a cold, painful strike to his head and his brush was snapped in two.

"M-Maleficent… y-you… you can't do this…" Mickey growled, blinded by heated tears. "…you cannot meddle with the real world… You can't meddle with innocence!"

"All because of an old man, you believe that, Mouse?" drawled a proud, deep, silky voice of the Fairy before him. "…you fought me because of what that fool said."

"He brought you here too, Maleficent…"

"I supposed I should thank him for that. I am tired of being defeated by you and those precious little friends of yours and all of your happy little worlds. You will bow to me, Mouse or are you to cower… like the little squirming vermin you are?" she hissed as a deep, dark smirk grew on her graceful red lips.

He got up, his injuries healing, but his fur was all a mess and his robe was all torn.

"Never… Never, Maleficent… you will not hurt them!"

"You should talk, vermin…"

With a wave of her hand, Mickey suddenly felt a warmth all over his body, accompanied by a sharp pain in his head and his bones… He yelped out and kneeled down.

"It all started… with a mouse." Maleficent darkly chuckled as she watched her spell be weaved over the ruler.

"No! No, please ~ ah!"

His cries soon died away, replaced by panicked squeaks… Maleficent observed her handiwork and wryly smiled at the small animal changed from the beloeved character, loved and hated among those insufferable annoying people whose minds affect this Kingdom so easily. Her staff glowed brightly as she hovered it over the changed mouse. He squirmed and tried to fight. She hovered him close… He was a small, black field mouse, tiny, squirming and annoying.

"Don't worry, Mickey. People do not even remember you. This world is dying, little Mouse. Do not fear, I am only doing a charity for you. You fought hard, and that was very noble of you. Too sad it was all in vain. Forget this place, it's mine now."

The Mouse in her grip kept crying and trying to squirm out of the magical bubble he was in, but no avail. She was torturing him, humilating him…

"Let me go! You … you can't do this!"

"Behold your King!" then bellowed the Dark Fairy's voice into the air for all to hear. "A pathetic little beast, not worth even keeping as a pet! Fare thee well, Mickey Mouse… a mere memory to those who knew you. Just like your old fool."

He had to return and this girl had witnessed a miracle. He was defeated and thrown away and there was a shred of hope of going back to a kingdom in need of their ruler. She threw him into the air and blasted his magic at him. It hurt and his magic was torn away… Yet, he knew something else happened… She was killing him and the next thing he knew, he hit grass. Someone rescued him…and it had to be Yen Sid, who promised to always watch over the people as well as himself, and his Queen, Minnie. Maleficent was on the move now to keep him from coming back and he could tell. He knew her pattern of dark magic well. He escaped his box and looked around the house, carefully. The young girl was worried and her father and mother had not returned home. She was on the computer now. He had better remain hidden. Even now, he had no magic, only a heart and a mind (which was hopefully not too marred by all this instinct).

He blinked, still feeling so much sadness that he may live a short life now. The Kingdoms needed him, so he had to keep trying. He had an idea, hoping it would work. He discovered a spare phone on the bedside which belonged to her father in the main bedroom. He scurried beneath the shut door.

It turned out to be 10:59 pm and Sarah was able to eat dinner out of the fridge, but she couldn't go to sleep in this home alone. She wanted to go and look for her parents, but her grandma lived so far away.

"…daddy, mom… where are you…?" she uttered to herself as she looked out her window.

Her phone buzzed again which scared the living daylight out of her for a second and she checked it. A text message from her dad! All the text said though was ' … hi.'

' Hey, Dad. Where are you?' she texted back as if instantly.

The triple dots appeared not too much later.

' please.' came the first word before the dots came back and stayed for a long minute. 'please' came the second word.

They left Sarah confused. Scared even…. She texted again, feeling odd in the stomach.

'… Dad, what's wrong?'

Those dots returned, again, remaining for the longest time.

' … do you remember what happened to your computer yesterday?'

Sarah was getting confused and it was a little after 11 at night and she was still home alone.

'Yeah, but, Dad where r u?' she texted quickly, worried deeply.

Meanwhile in the bedroom, atop the bedside table, the tiny dark field mouse was curled as his mind was wrecked with fear and hope. If he was able to cry, he would. Bitterly.

'Oh gosh, gosh! She won't believe me! How can I~ I can't… Not like this… She won't believe me…' he doubted, dearly. 'What am I to do…?'

His heart hurt and it made him feel paralyzed. It was so new and scary. He had to keep a straight head.

Sarah was confused when the text just stopped. A car passed by, filling her with this false hope. That was when the texts started again.

' please please … you must believe me. I need your help. please.'

This wasn't her father texting. He had a tone in his texts and they used shortcuts and he was blunt. This was slow, full sentenced and vague. What was going on? And whoever was texting kept saying please, over and over again. Those words made her feel sad too. Help?

'Where are you?' she tried another text, quickly.

'…. I'm … in … the bedroom…' came one last text, each three new texts.

Just then, she felt a chill down her spine when she read that final message. She furrowed her eyebrow and made a frantic look around her own room, but then ended her scan into the hallway. Wait… which bedroom? she asked herself as another new message was forthcoming.

'… your mom and dads bedroom…' came the words, slowly again.