"Are we quite sure it was Christina, the sniviling, bleeding heart that she is, who crashed the wedding?" Revolta sneered in disbelief seated in Regina's parlor across from the cunning vampriess and her godson.
"Very," Drew cackled with wicked delight, "She fried that beast alive"
"But she's disappeared since," Regina added, "no one's seen her"
"Turn around"
Startled the trio whipped around to see Christina step out of the shadows. She had traded her attire from the wedding for a low-cut dress that sent Drew drooling openly despite the slap from his mother to stop.
"How did you get past my vards?" Regina demanded.
"Oh please," Christina huffed in offense, "Childs play, you aren't all that powerful you know"
"Creeper!" Revolta yelled for her number one lackey to no response, "CREEPER"
"I'm afraid," Christina was suddenly beside the witch, "He's a little tied up shall we say," she banged the staff against the marble floor restraining the two suspicious magic users, "I've come to show you my plans, come come, so many things to do and so little time" there was a vicious purple explosion and all went dark for the trio.
...
When Drew regained consciousness he found himself sprawled on a cold stone floor.
"Welcome back sleeping beauty"
Snapping to attention he found Christina seated far above him on an elaborate throne. She glided down to yank him to his feet.
"I like it rough," he managed with a smirk.
"Trust me," her fingers danced deftly across his chest, "I am well aware, but" she leaned in close, breath hot against his ear as she whispered, "Wouldn't you rather see the bedroom?"
Lost for words, Drew nodded vigorously. After so many years of a relentless chase here, his princess was a dark queen in need of a king and who was he to object? He barely had half a mind to take in his surroundings only catching the occasional sharp pool of moonlight-moonlight?-stretching with spindly fingers across black stones. He didn't object when Christina dragged him along by his shirt collar down one staircase then another and another still even when they were completely engulfed in the inky unatrual dark that his eyes didn't adjust to. Didn't question the sound of a door opening ahead, didn't consider the metallic hiss of metal.
"Ready?"
"Uh-huh"
"Excellant"
With that she threw him roughly onto a slab of stone while all around torches burning purple flared to life allowing him to see that they weren't in a bedroom nor were they alone. His mother and godmother were on either side of him shackled to their own slabs as he was locked in place.
"I must say I am rather disappointed in how easy that was," Christina sneered above him, flicking the key into the central fire behind them, "Even Torq put up more of a fight"
"Christina, what is this? I thought-"
"Oh please, I rule alone"
"Don't vorry, son," Regina said through gritted fangs, "She can't-"
Christina began to sing before Regina could finish. The hybrid's voice was beautiful as always but unearthly now, the flames dancing in time with her words.
"Well, well, well, what have we here?
Drew, huh?
Oh, I'm really scared
She began to twist a crank which raised the slabs into a standing position so they could see her as she continued, moving to a burbling cauldron.
"You're jokin', you're jokin'
I can't believe my eyes
You're jokin' me, you gotta be
This can't be the right guy"
To Regina, she cackled:
"You're ancient"
To Revolta:
"You're ugly"
"I don't know which is worse
I might just split my side now
If I don't die laughing first
When Christina says
there's trouble close at hand
You'd better pay attention now
Cause I'm going to rule this land
And if you aren't shakin'
Then there's something very wrong
Cause this may be the last time now
That you hear me sing a song"
"Oh please," Regina laughed cruelly, "You're nothing but an untrained girl and when we get out of this you'll be sorry"
Christina stopped turning from her cauldron with a barely contained smile that threw them for a loop, locking eyes with them she continued:
"You're jokin', you're jokin'
I can't believe my ears
Would someone shut this lady up
I'm drownin' in my tears
It's funny, I'm laughing
You really are too much
and now I'm going to do my stuff"
"What?" Drew asked, struggling in his shackles.
Finishing her potion she corked the glowing thick liquid, bringing it over her smile widened
"I'm going to do the worst I can"
As an example she threw the potion in Revolta's face, then Regina's cackling as they vaporized each with no proof they'd ever existed.
"And It's much more fun, I must confess
When lives are on the line
Not mine, of course, but yours, dear Drew
Now that'd be just fine"
"Let me go, Christina," Drew began to thrash about, "I can help you with whatever plot you're brewing or, or, or I can just leave you alone you'll never have to see me again, I-I="
"Oh, brother, you're something
You put me in a spin
You aren't comprehending
The position that you're in
It's hopeless, you're finished
You haven't got a prayer
'Cause I'm the one in charge
and you aren't going anywhere"
Drew barely felt the potion hit him.
...
Shaggy nervously paced the room of their impromptu base. He could feel Melinda's eyes tracking his every movement while Raven scribbled out a list of Christina's favorite places which was small and not at all promising right now.
Her library.
The Moors.
Her hidey-hole room in the catacombs under Monster High.
Oz.
Narnia.
The bottom two had been crossed out. Christina wouldn't be allowed in either country as she was now besides, they didn't have time to search both countries so Melinda was trying to narrow down Christina's favorite spots.
"Kids!" Alissa appeared in the magic mirror hung crookedly on the wall making them all pause.
"Like, have they found her?" Shaggy asked desperately Christina might have been insanely evil and wished him dead at the moment but she was still his life mate and he was extremely worried.
"No but the Horde has been found dead and dismembered in the woods surrounding Regina Barthory's castle or what's left of it"
"Left of it?" Duncan balked.
"It seems to have exploded and the debris were burning..."
"purple like Christina's magic," Shaggy guessed, shoulders slumping.
"We need someone to keep tabs on her, someone who could get close without getting killed, someone aligned with her goals or pretending to be-wait" Melinda snapped her fingers.
"You aren't suggesting-" Duncan flinched, skin crawling with the thought.
"Amora!" Clawdeen growled, fur standing on end, "You can't be serious?"
"Do you know any other obviously evil people Christina doesn't despise?" Melinda challenged.
"Fine!"
"I'll send her your way," Alissa faded from the mirror.
...
Christina, feeling quite pleased with herself, pulled back the covers prepared to call it a night when something pricked at the back of her mind.
"Someone's in our woods, Shade," she told the raven settled on his perch, "Shall we see who's come to call?" she waved her hand over the swirling glass in her mirror that quickly cleared to show Amora-scantily dressed as ever, gliding through the trees mumbling to herself distractedly, "ah, dear, dear, dear Amora, struck out again it seems, poor thing," Christina tapped her fingers against the crystal that topped her staff, "I could use a bit of help, every ruler needs an army after all"
...
Amora was indeed mumbling to herself not about Duncan but about the apparent suicide mission she'd been sent on. Find Christina? Find Christina when the council couldn't? Find her and instead of helping lock her away until her heart, the most integral part of her could be restored, join her? Join her? How was one supposed to join her when she was intent on killing all she had once loved that of course being Shaggy.
"It must suck not having your full powers"
As if the thought had conjured the hybrid Christina hovered in front of her. Amora would never admit how she flew back a few feet, surprised and afraid of the sheer power that radiated from her cousin.
"Now, now," the hybrid giggled, "I mean you no harm, in fact I come with a propostion"
"I don't think I want whatever you're offering"
"You might"
"No, no, I don't think-"
But, Christina smiled, sliding an arm around her shoulders, "Allow me to explain."
"Right here, right now, I put the offer out
I don't wanna chase you down but I know you see it
You run with me and I can cut you free
Out of the drudgery and walls you keep in
So trade that typical for somethin' colorful
And if it's crazy, live a little crazy
You can play it sensible, a king of conventional
Or you can risk it all and see
Don't you wanna get away
From the same old part you gotta play
'Cause I got what you need so come with me and take the ride
It'll take you to the other side
'Cause you can do like you do or you can do like me
Stay in the cage or you'll finally take the key
Oh, damn, suddenly you're free to fly
It'll take you to the other side"
'Showtime' Amora thought before replying.
"Okay, my friend, you want to cut me in
Well, I hate to tell you but it just won't happen
So thanks, but no, I think I'm good to go
'Cause I quite enjoy the life you say I'm trapped in
Now I admire you and that whole show you do
You're onto somethin', really, it's somethin'
But I live among the swells and we don't pick up peanut shells
I'll have to leave that up to you
Don't you know that I'm okay
With this uptown part, I get to play
'Cause I got what I need and I don't wanna take the ride
I don't need to see the other side
So go and do like you do, I'm good to do like me
Ain't in a cage so I don't need to take the key
Oh, damn, can't you see I'm doin' fine?
I don't need to see the other side"
But, Christina wasn't giving up. Swooping to the ground alongside her cousin who did her best to appear disinterested.
"Now is this really how you like to spend your days?
Whiskey and misery, and parties and plays?"
"If I were mixed up with you, I'd be the talk of the town
Disgraced and disowned, another one of the clowns"
Christina waved her staff, what she conjured stopping Amora in her tracks. There was Duncan. He wasn't flinching or fleeing her no, he was smiling at her. His hand outstretched for her to take, beaming at her with the smile he only ever directed at Clawdeen. Amora looked from the kaiju prince to her cousin.
"But you would finally live a little, finally laugh a little
Just let me give you the freedom to dream
And it'll wake you up and cure your achin'
Take your walls and start 'em breakin'
Now that's a deal that seems worth takin'
But I guess I'll leave that up to you"
Duncan disappeared in a puff of smoke as Amora leaned to kiss him.
Well, she thought, I; 'm supposed to join her anyway, this is just a bonus.
"Wait!" Amora hated how desperate she sounded, yelling after the retreating hybrid.
"Yes?" Christina turned.
"You...you have a deal!"
"Wonderful!" Christina was instantly at her side again, "Shake on it?" she extended her hand.
Amora did so, stifling the scream that welled in her throat, at the thorny black rose that seared itself into the back of her hand.
"Don't worry about that," Christina spoke happily, wiping a tear that slipped down Amora's cheek, "Come you must be tired, it is late and you can't sleep in the woods"
"Wha-"
"I trust you'll be comfortable here?" the two now stood in a lavish room, a fire crackling in the hearth behind them.
"Y-yes," Amora was reeling hardly able to catch her breath.
"Good, best we turn in now, busy day tomrrow, revenge, and all, sleep well" Christina disappeared in a burst of flame.
When Amora tried the door, it wouldn't open.
She was locked in.
...
Am I back on this story? Maybe? I just have had this tumbling around my brain for the last three months. If you didn't know the song Christina sings first is a rewritten Oogie Boogie's Song from The Nightmare Before Christmas and the second one, or the half a song is The Other Side from The Greatest Showman. Anyway, Review, predict