Yep, my first Tangled fanfic! I wanted to write this since I saw the movie, but only started it now. Hope you'll like it! Enjoy.

Disclaimer : I only own Vanille.

Tangled : The witch's return

Chapter One : The spell of capture

"Vanille! Vanille! Where are you?"

Queen Rapunzel was walking all the way round the castle, looking for the missing princess, but the child was nowhere to be found. She soon met King Eugene, who was searching outside in town, with a crew of his best men. He answered the worried look of his wife by a sad head sign.

"I looked for her everywhere, darling... in the town, in the church, by the river..."

He caressed softly Rapunzel's long and thick brown hair.

"Everyone in the village will help us searching. Are you sure she's not in the castle?"

Rapunzel sighed.

"The servants and I turned every area up side down, but that little pest seems to have simply vanished. And this, on the day of the ball to find her future fiancé..."

Eugene smiled mockingly.

"Bah! I'm sure she'll show up sooner or later. Is everything ready, by the way?"

"Of course! And the guests will arrive very soon... ooh, Vanille, when you'll get back, I promise to punish you just like you deserve it!"

"My love, don't get nervous, you know that you're so much prettier when you smile..." said Eugene, knowing very well that this little sentence was all that Rapunzel needed to take anger away.

This time again, the brown-haired queen smiled softly.

"Come with me and let's see how things are doing up there..." Eugene declared, taking Rapunzel's arm.

They finally left the corridor.

Night was falling, and in the nearby forest, the trees and plants were becoming dark. The night's animals were coming out of their sleeping places. And the light of a lantern was shining here and there, then disappeared.

The young girl was walking quickly, looking around her with fear and anguish in her big green eyes. She had stayed too long in the woods, walking and playing around cheerfully, but since nightfall, she got lost.

"Mother and father will be furious..." she whispered, talking to herself to forget her fear. "I'll be late for the ball..."

She could barely see what was in front of her now, and suddenly she bumped on a big stone. Her lantern broke itself.

"Vanille, you silly!" she muttered, picking up in her arms the very long blonde hair that escaped from the cap of her coat as she fell down.

When she got up, however, she found herself in a strange place.

In the center of a plain surrounded by high mountains, was standing a very high tower with a big balcony. The place was apparently deserted, judging by the dirt on the stones and the ivy that was growing all around it.

"What the...", whispered the young girl. "I wonder who could live up there... mother and father never told me such a place existed..."

Vanille approached softly the tower, and examined it with curiosity, forgetting her parents and the ball that was waiting for her.

She discovered a wooden door, covered with dust and spiders webs. After a few seconds of hesitation, Vanille turned the handle.

She came in, and found herself in a big room with stairs that led to the superior story. There were paintings all over on the walls. They were a little faded with time, but Vanille could see a beautiful girl with blonde hair watching lights far away in the night. As she was examining it carefully, Vanille realized that the paint was running on the walls. She immediately understood that there was something wrong, and tried to go away...

Tried.

As she came to the door, the keyhole started shining with a red light, and the door locked itself. Vanille was pushed back into the room.

Freaked out, the young princess saw all the paintings running from the walls, filling in the room like water. Now completely panicked, Vanille was feeling herself drowning... that seemed to last for hours...

When it all stopped, she was still in the tower, and a horrible woman wearing a red dress was standing in front of her. She was staring at Vanille with a wicked smile, and was holding a hairbrush...

To be continued.