A dark cluster of clouds covered the glistening sun. The temperature dropped around the eerily silent swamp. Two beings remained floating midair as the flutters of the slaughter butterflies were the only sound that could be heard in the dampened area.
“At least we got the flag, right?” Damon turned to Maleficent, who was still staring at the exact spot where Angelo was once floating. Now, not even a hair was left of him.
Maleficent did not bother to look at him which erased the smile plastered on his face. “You are scared to be investigated,” Damon concluded. He floated to face her. His eyes widened for a fraction of a second when he saw her tear-stricken face. Damon’s curiosity-laden feelings urged him to move his right hand. As if in trance, he reached out for her wet cheeks, a pair of glaring emerald gems stopped him from doing so. “You don’t have to make sure that I won’t run. I will go with those benevolent knights anyway.”
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Using the teleportation magic, all participants teleported back to the arena while in the middle of the Tri-world Tournament. Among them were Maleficent and her team – Apollo Sky and Damon. Due to the sudden interruption and announcement, their team was only able to get one flag from another team, Sylvia’s team. Scanning her surrounding the moment she went back to the arena, the first thing she noticed was the anomaly of the shadows that lurked in the opened arena. For something so opened, the clusters of shadows were tripled. Maleficent’s question was answered right after hearing the familiar voice of her father. “Maleficent!” Turning her head to the direction of the source of the voice, Maleficent beamed after seeing her father racing past the headmaster. The next thing she knew, she was engulfed with a mind-boggling hug from her father. “Dad? It is not like I am going to die there. You haven’t seen my fight with the angel, right?” The muffled
Gukasho’s fist-size eyes shed tears as he watched his master’s daughter leave the premise of the open arena along with the headmaster and the academy’s guards – leaving his master frozen from his spot. Lady Maleficent did not even glance back at her father. With straightened shoulders and her chin held high, Maleficent the Glutton walked with pride – an attitude a guilty person should not have. Though her clothes were on tatters, showing her marked legs and thighs between the gaps of the stocking’s holes, Maleficent remained deep in her thoughts as trudged towards the hexagram which served as a portal from Transylvania Academy to the place where Headmaster Kirk was taking her. “On you go!” Professor Amadeus the Lustful ushered the students from different dormitories to the different portals being opened. “Those blue ones will lead you to your respective dormitories and the yellow ones will lead you to the academy’s canteen.” He pointed out the colored hexagrams he created. T
Clad in flannel pajamas that said ‘screw the rules’ at the front, toes buried by the darkness of the cell twiddled. Bread and corn soup laid untouched on the table set for her as a pair of glowing emeralds shone brighter when surrounded by the shade of black which engulfed the entirety of the four corners of her personal brand of the dungeon experience.Maleficent crossed her arms before her while she leaned back to the cold bricks of the wall. Staring nothing for three days and three nights now if her count was right, her horns scratched the walls – creating a screeching sound, igniting fire-like friction from the tip of her horns onto the wall.Really. What is that man doing all these times to make it three days without reporting to me? Cent grumbled in her thoughts.The familiar heavy footsteps resonated inside the dungeon. On instinct, Cent’s attention turned to the iron bars at her le
GRAND DUKE BEELZEBUB the Glutton tilted his chin to stare at the biggest portrait inside his chamber. It had been decades since he last drew the curtain which surrounded the portrait that almost covered the entire wall parallel to his bed. He got this in mind to ease the pain, but the more he looked at her serene face he would only feel the gut-wrenching pain he felt that night – when both his wife and his daughter were taken away from him. FLASHBACK Zaps of bolts of lightning wracked the night, muting the screams of agony and will from a woman lying down at the center of the plush bed. Her grip against a calloused hand tightened every heaving contraction whipping her seat-soaked body. The heavy downpour of rain failed to bring the calming effect it usually did to the woman. Instead, the heat which originated from her heart overlapped from the hot tears which escaped from her
“Please, Miss Maleficent,” said Headmaster Kirk. He was groveling in front of Maleficent. The only thing separating them was the wall made of dozens of iron bars. Litters of sweat-soaked the cravat of the man who looked not older than thirty years old. His hands gripped the iron bars as he nudged his face against them, not minding the pricks of electricity wracking his body. Lost in his misery, he stopped minding the spell attached to the iron bars or the wielded connection for some iron bars. His tear-stricken eyes were only pinned to the person before him – the only salvation of his misery.In front of him, standing on the other side of the room, was a straight-faced Halfling.“Headmaster Kirk, you know very well I can’t do that.” Cent turned around. She plopped her body to the small bed, sitting at the edge of her bed while crossing her pajama-covered legs. Opening her arms, Cent grinned at the kneeling
“What are you doing?” A voice which Cent did not hear for a couple of days already popped up and the source of it was standing between her and Apollo Sky, who was equally startled as her.“Damon,” said Maleficent. With her crossed arms before her, a brow rose on instinct. For the nth time, her interrogation with Apollo Sky the Loyal was interrupted again. Standing between her and Apollo Sky was Damon the Prideful. She continued, “You are utterly late. It took you what, a couple of days? Is that really how incompetent you are, son of Lucifer?”“So, you are the employer he was talking about.” Apollo Sky pointed at her to which Cent replied with a shrug.Damon turned in Cent’s direction and the next thing they knew, a loud thud echoed inside the stale and darkened dungeon.“Fuck! What is wrong with you? I just got it back together!” Maleficent covered herself with her wings as she took a leap
“Your Grace, please reconsider!” Gukasho sweat and tears had already mixed up. The mixture of translucent liquid fell onto the carpeted floor like raindrops, leaving a definite trail for Frankenstein to clean. The manor’s cleanliness was the least of his concern when he was racing against the lengthy strides of his master who decided to be on a suicidal mission – by declaring a trial by combat with his life and title at stake.His master, Grand Duke Beelzebub the Glutton, was clad in his combat uniform made of the purest mineral from the deepest mountains in the Nether World. The clashing of the iron ore and the mithril created a sound that Gukasho thought he would never hear at least for another millennium or so. But now, he was chasing his master who was so determined to toss his glory because he could not help but worry about his kid.Though Gukasho understood his master’s worries especially that the late duchess left him with nothing b
“I SAW IT myself four days ago. The heavenly doors opened and the ambiance in the Heavenly World at that time was joyous,” said Merlin. Maleficent tasked him to follow Gabriel back into the latter’s world. The moment when Gabriel walked towards Maleficent at the arena, it was also the moment that a butterfly from her shadow slipped into Gabriel’s shadow. Through the single butterfly that she planted, a hole would be available for her to create portals and send her butterflies when needed be.Levi touched his chin as if he was contemplating things that Merlin had said. Nodding his head, he spoke. “I have read scriptures from the Count’s study. The opening of heaven’s doors meant only one thing; a new angel has joined the ranks of the guardian angels.”“That new angel might be the instigator of this entire ruckus.” M
Maleficent stared at the gates of the Transylvania Academy. A pair of black dragon-like wings folded behind her as she landed a few meters before her alma mater. She did not know why, but it felt like a long time since she was here yet in reality it was only a few weeks.She could still remember the first time she saw this school, she did not think that she would value this place so much. Maleficent never thought that she would treat this academy as a place closest to home. For the past years of her life, even though she grew up in a foster home, Maleficent could not sense any sense of belong there – not until she met the people she grew to care about in Transylvania Academy.That was why, in that illusion, she was able to see the light at the end of a seemingly endless loop of despair. The shackles of the past? She was already free from it. All thanks to those who trusted her, cared for her, and loved her despite the horns and gigantic wings.For those who trusted Maleficent despite
Before Maleficent 's mind shatter to the endless stream of torment, a warm aura enveloped her curling and shaking body. Like a cocoon of protection, it soothed her mind, body, and soul.Though ethereal, Maleficent was familiar with the warmth being emitted from the crimson-colored aura around her. With teary eyes, Maleficent stopped shaking and screaming words of helplessness and profanities."Sshh.. Stop crying, little Halfling." A deep and warm voice vibrated within her, muting the wicked one. The voice continued, "Remember, amidst the painful memories you have, you have bright ones as well. For every step you take back you forward thrice the distance from the past. Why? Because you have us and we have you. You are not alone anymore.""I.. I am not alone anymore?" "Remember... Where you surrender yourself to this prince. Like I said, there will be no going back. The moment you accepted me, there is no more turning back... little Halfling."Where I surrender myself?Flashback...“I
"Stop it! Stop this!" Maleficent was now hysterical. Even with her efforts to stop the wicked voice from spewing nonsense in her mind over and over again. "Stop spouting nonsense!""Hehehe! What nonsense? All chatters of these are facts! They are flashbacks from your memories!""You're right. These are all memories so it is now part of my past." There was now a hint of strength in Maleficent's voice."Foolish woman indeed! Hahaha! You... You will feel that familiar sense of loss and pain once more, Daughter of Greed!"Maleficent's heart pounded which immediately dimmed the small ray of light for Maleficent. "Wha-What do you mean?""Like what happened to that time when you almost that Halfling Prince, you will feel that helplessness and fear and sorrow once more sooner than later! But this time, you will lose him for eternity! Hahaha!"Flashback..Maleficent was too fixated on using her ability as the wielder of the darkness that she stupidly failed to realize the dwindling state of he
"My father knows why I did that! You can't brainwash me!" Maleficent the Glutton found her strength as she stood. Her gaze followed the swirling black smoke around her. "He won't abandon me!""Ting! Ting! Ting! You are wrong again! Haven't you remember? He once abandoned you! Hahahaha! Foolish girl!"Flashback... “Please, leave me alone,” said the Halfling, “I…I don’t want to see you anymore. So please, throw away all the guilt that you have in your heart and know that for a short period of time, you made me feel the emotions I thought I would die without.” The Halfling cleared her throat as if a lump was lodged in it before she continued. “Please respect my decision.” On cue, the torches that littered the prison cell were engulfed by a cluster of shadow for a fraction of a minute, deeming the entire prison cell for a small period of time that it was almost unnoticeable. People would believe that it was the grand duke who lost his composure during his visit, but Damon the prideful
Maleficent shook her head. Both of her hands were now covering her ears yet it did not lessen the malicious whispers that seemed to resonate within her mind — within her soul."You are a child of misfortune!""Your existence is a mistake!""Maleficent, you are a child of disaster. No. You are the disaster yourself. You bring pain wherever you go!"Hot tears continued to trickle down Maleficent's chin as she closed her eyes tightly while shaking her head profusely. "No! You're wrong! I still have father!""Fool! You are your father's greatest heartache! He regrets that he brought you back from the mortal world!"Flashback...Grand Duke Beelzebub the Glutton lost the will to live the moment he thought he lost his wife. His misery did not lessen when he had to let go of his daughter and watched her grew up from the sidelines as one of her shadows. He had foolishly thought that it would all soon go away the moment he would take her from the wretched mortal world – or so he thought. He fai
"When you died, you angered the heavenly law!"A frown painted on Maleficent's face as she watched the image of Damon vanished once more, replaced by a dark smoke swirling around her. "Why? How did I anger the heavens?"A vicious laughter resonated within Maleficent's sea of consciousness. "Fool! You just took an archangel from the heavens!"Flashback...SELAPHIEL, a newly bloomed fallen angel, quivered upon the howl of sorrow that she had heard amid the cackles of the thunderstorm that loomed the entire Rancid City. Perhaps it was guilt that made her froze rather than to race to where the sound was coming from. It was as clear as the lightning bolt that littered the darkened skies of the Nether World who screamed those anguished laden screams. The disparity dripped from every letter of the word he cried from the top of his lungs.“Maleficent, my baby girl…” Translucent droplets fell from her eyes as her chest tightened upon the very thought of losing her child before she could even h
Maleficent the Glutton, who was now tugging her horn while tears trickled down her face, willed herself to stand up from being slumped."No... I will protect my parents so that... So that nothing will happen to them." Though Maleficent's voice was barely a whisper, it was filled with determination.But a mocking voice resonated in the darkness once again. This time, it did not belong to Maleficent's mother's voice but from Damon!"Liar! You died because you are weak! So how can you protect us?"Flashback...“Indeed. Farewell.” Maleficent whispered. On cue, a roaring sound elicited from behind him before he was taken by the looming shadow of the gigantic winged serpent.After her last two words, the entire arena had turned into one extensive domain for Maleficent. Her emerald eyes glowed more than ever at that exact moment; the song of battle cries echoed from her mouth as she screamed, flipping her position. Now, she was the one sitting atop the shell-shocked Gabriel the Faithful.“Di
Lost in a train wreck of vicious thoughts whispered by the man called Steffan along with the cries of Maleficent 's mortal victims, the Glutton heir started to crumble."I... I have my family..." Maleficent, though it was a whisper, tried her earnest to fight the malevolent thoughts that wreck havoc in her mind.But a mocking laughter echoed within Maleficent's mind that made her freeze. It was not the malicious laughter that made her stop from her tracks, rather, it was the familiarity of the voice.On cue, Steffan's face turned to a silhouette of Aurora — Maleficent's mother. Gone was the warmth in her eyes as she glared at the shell-shocked Maleficent."How do you know that I am genuine with your fickle family obsession, dear daughter?" "N-No way...""I did it once. What's stopping me to do it one more time?"FLASHBACK…“That? That w-woman is my mother?” With widened eyes, shivers wracked her body as if a bucket of cold water splashed her rigid standing form. The glowing embers of
"What I want? I want you to remember that a sinner like you is not allowed to feel any emotion but fear. Think of it as a payment for all the lives you carelessly took back when you were at the Mortal's Realm, Maleficent."With one statement, it sucked Maleficent the invisible shield of her title as Maleficent the Glutton as if she was back to what she was before she met her father.Flashback 3:THE STALE colors of her ceiling welcomed her when she woke up briskly. Her ragged breathing and her sweat-covered shin were not a new thing for Cent. She spent her seventeenth year dreaming as if she was being chased by something ominous only to wake up abruptly when a pair of large flaming hands engulfed her. This vicious cycle became a regular thing for her since she celebrated her seventeenth birthday. And now, with her eighteenth birthday just two days from today, her nightmare became longer and hotter in a sense as if she was soaked to be boiled.Glancing at the alarm clock on her side ta