Christina fell out of the mirror unconscious due to shock. Completely unaware of where she was or who she was with but she would learn soon enough.

…..

"Christina?" Shaggy knocked softly on the door to his girlfriend's room.

When she failed to answer, Shaggy gently eased the door open, convinced that Christina had merely fallen asleep. She had a busy day after all. Shaggy didn't find her snoozing away, however, her bed was empty. Her room was empty for that matter. The window latched tight and the adjoining bathroom bare. She wasn't anywhere to be found so, he searched the classrooms followed by the girl's rooms, his room, the dining room, kitchen, main room and foyer.

Christina was nowhere in the school.

Shaggy did the only thing he could think of.

Panic.

This, of course, drew the attention of Miss Grimwood and the girls who searched the entire school again before returning to Christina's empty room.

Miss Grimwood hurried over to the mirror.

"It's been used," she solemnly declared.

"Like, what do you mean by used?"

"It's magic, I thought it no longer worked but I guess it was dormant,"

"So, Christina used it?"

"No, not Christina,"

"Then like, who-"

"I've got to contact Dracula,"

"Why?"

"Christina's been taken,"

…...

What happened? I feel like I've been stuck on a roller coaster for too long, Christina inwardly groaned as she struggled to make sense of what happened to her. But her mind was foggy, she couldn't seem to think very clearly yet although she was certain her mirror was somehow involved. Opening her eyes for the first time she knew something was wrong right away. This wasn't her room, not her bed, not her belongings. Where was she? She tensed as the heavy wooden door next to her opened, clutching the blankets.

"I see you're awake,"

Her eyes practically popped out of her head. There before her stood a character every self-respecting Disney fan knew well.

Maleficent.

"What do you want with me?" Christina demanded.

Maleficent smiled sadly, "You have no idea who I am, do you, Christina?"

"How do you know my name?"

"I've been watching, waiting for the right time to bring you here,"

"But why?"

"I'm your Grandmother,"

…...

"Vhat do you mean TAKEN?" Dracula yelled, "How?"

"I'm afraid her grandmothers found her," Miss Grimwood replied calmly.

Shaggy was confused.

"Christina has a grandmother?"

"Yes,"

"Like, you never told her about Christina?"

"I vas respecting Alissa's wishes,"

Shaggy fell silent for a few minutes before asking what they could do.

"I'll try to contact them," Miss Grimwood declared.

,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Christina was speechless. She had to be dreaming, she just had to be dreaming. Maybe she'd fallen and hit her head? but there was no way this was real. It just couldn't be!

"No, I'm dreaming! This isn't real!" Christina protested.

"I assure you this is real and I'm not lying to you," Maleficent calmly replied as she slowly neared Christina.

"Stay away from me," Christina snapped, the fear in her voice betraying her.

She hadn't felt this way in a long, long time. Scared and helpless. She would've run had it not been for the massive headache. She needed to wake up already! She couldn't stand this any longer.

Maleficent backed up a few steps, remaining calm but hurting inside. Her granddaughter was scared, shaking slightly. She had to calm her down and help her see that this was real. that she wasn't lying and that she meant no harm.

Then an idea came to her.

"Christina-"

"I DON'T want to talk to you! You're lying!"

Maleficent remained calm as she neared the shaking girl, "I can prove it, Christina, Look," she ordered gently, pulling up her sleeve to reveal the dragonmark, "Only one in every generation of my line has this mark,"

"So? I don't,"

"Yes, you do. On your neck, see?" Maleficent replied, reaching for her hair. Christina flinched away at first, but the elder fae lifted her long hair, to reveal in the mirror the mark on the back of her neck!

Yet again, Christina was speechless. This was not happening to her! This couldn't be happening to her! A panic attack was starting to set in. Head throbbing with her eyes clamped shut until she saw colors, Christina rocked back and forth.

Maleficent hadn't intended for this to happen. She didn't mean to upset Christina. So, thinking quickly she sent her back to sleep hoping that when she woke up, she would be able to adjust.

…..

Christina found herself in a garden. Roses in every color as far as the eye could see and no matter which way she turned or how far she went they never seemed to end. Eventually she gave up and sat down on a stone bench she had stumbled across. Her hand going to her neck as she tried to process the unbelievable events that had transpired.

"What's the matter, Christina?"

It seemed the mysterious voice had returned. As odd as it was, she never questioned the voice, found it easy to talk to.

"A lot of things," she groaned, hand unmoving.

"You learned of the dragon-mark, I see,"

"You know! How do I get rid of it?"

"You can't, Christina, it's a part of you, it's always been, just as I always have,"

"Huh?"

For the first time ever, Christina was able to put a face to the mystery voice gasping in surprise.

It was a dragon.

…..

Do I know where this is going NOPE but it's driving me crazy just sitting here.