This story is ignoring the 'Isle of the Lost' book. KEEP THAT IN MIND! This story wouldn't make sense if the events from the book happened, mainly when Diablo came to life and the four children go searching for the Dragon's Eye. I got this idea after I watched 'Maleficent' for the first time. When watching I thought, 'Don't get a story idea. Don't get a story idea.' But of course, I got a story idea.

I'm not sure how many chapters this story will have. Probably three at the least, but I doubt more than five.

And I know it's summer, but this is the only way I could think the story would work and I was not going to make you wait four months for this.

Anyways, on with the show!

Enjoy.

Nobody saw the incident coming. For a few months now the group of children had been very cautious when it came to preventing anything from happening. Their parents warned them effusively for they didn't want what happened to a mother happen to the daughter.

You may have gotten confused by that explanation, so we'll start the story an hour or so before the incident happened.

It was the second week into the winter break for Auradon Prep. Five Isle children—the daughter of Maleficent, the daughter of the Evil Queen, the daughter of Drizella, the son of Cruella de Vil, and the son of Jafar—had been staying at King Beast and Queen Belle's castle during the vacation since none of them wanted to go home to the Isle.

Jay and Carlos spent a majority of their break in the gym sparring against one another. They wanted to get prepared for the new R.O.A.R season that would start up in a few weeks. They were hoping they would get a spot on the team for a second year in a row.

Evie and Dizzy were hard at work on the fashion designs for Evie4Hearts. Their main focus for the past couple days was a dress for Mal for the Christmas Party tomorrow. All of the royals from all over the kingdom will be attending just to meet Mal again since she was recently inducted as 'Lady Mal'. Her dress was a beautiful purple and black long-sleeved dress with small white puffs around the hem of the neck and sleeves. The skirt of the dress would drag behind her like a small train.

Meanwhile, Mal was with her beloved boyfriend—the King of Auradon, Ben, in his home office helping with last minute preparations for the party.

They were sitting next to each other at his desk when a knock was heard on the door. A moment later Lumiere—a loyal and hardworking friend of the family, entered the room. "Pardon the intrusion," he pleaded sincerely, "but I've come to warn you to be in the dining room in one hour."

"Thank you Lumiere," Mal commented with a kind smile. "Will you and the others join us?"

Lumiere didn't hide his surprise, for it was the first time he or the other servants were ever offered to join the royal family for dinner. "That's very nice of you to offer Lady Mal, but we will be busy making sure dinner is pleasurable."

"It's not a request," Ben argued. He smiled as well. "We would love for you, Cogsworth, and Mrs. Potts to join us. It will be a nice change to the usual routine."

"I'll be sure to tell the others!" Lumiere exclaimed happily. "Do you have any request for dinner?"

"Maybe hot chocolate?" Mal suggested curiously. "It has been colder because of the snow and that may help us warm up."

"Of course! Anything else?"

"Do you think someone can put a table in there to set my mother's cage on?" Mal wondered after a moment or two. "It is Christmas Eve after all and I don't want her to spend it alone."

"I'll see to it!"

As promised, Lumiere personally had a table big enough to fit the cage placed a few feet away from Mal's spot on the table. When he told Mrs. Potts and Cogsworth about the two young royal's offer, they were thrilled! There was one small problem, of course.

There wasn't enough plates, cups, or silverware for everyone!

Everyone had been so busy making sure everything was spectacular for the party tomorrow that they made sure to set aside only eight items of each to be used for the eight's meal.

Luckily, Mrs. Potts came up with a solution! When Queen Belle and King Beast had gotten married, one of their wedding gifts was a dining set for twelve people. They had never used that set because it was abnormally heavy. However, after getting permission from the retired royals, they were to use that set for that dinner alone.

Everyone had arrived in the dining room a couple minutes early bursting with cheer. Mal was happy to see her mother's cage close to her spot. After waiting a short time, their food was brought out to them. The 'waiters' began bringing dishes out to them one by one—mainly because the plates were too heavy to carry two at a time. They started with young Dizzy before going down the table, which would end with the royal family and Mal.

Three of the four original villain children were skeptical of the dishes. Evie lifted one of the utensils to test it. "Why are these so heavy?" she questioned. "It's almost like a brick."

Carlos inspected his cup. "And why are they so dark?"

"These were a wedding gift," King Beast explained. "I have to admit, we never used them because of how unusual they are."

As if on cue, lizard Maleficent impatiently and relentlessly tapped her head on the glass cage. She ended up on her hind legs while she tried to scratch through it. Her behavior didn't go unnoticed by the others.

"Is she upset?" Ben wondered as they watched her continue with her act.

Mal wasn't really listening because she was looking forward to the hot chocolate that was on the way to her. Jay, on the other hand, had a thought on the edge of his mind that wouldn't leave him. He touched his plate and could have sworn he recognized the material from somewhere.

"Is this metal?" He muttered to himself.

Mal's cup of hot chocolate was placed right in front of her, which caused Maleficent to be even more reckless. As soon as Mal had her hands wrapped around the small cup, it finally clicked.

"Mal, wait!" Jay shouted as he suddenly burst from his seat. "That's—"

"OW!"

Mal dropped the cup, spilling the contents all over the table, but that's not what concerned the viewers. Her hands were bright red from where the cup had touched her skin. Even her poor lip was slightly red from barely grazing the edge.

"Mal, I am so sorry," Jay apologized instantly as the others came to her aid—Mrs. Potts was cleaning up the spill while Carlos and Evie carefully moved the other dishes away from her. "I should have recognized it as soon as I saw it."

"It's fine," Mal insisted with a shrug. "I should have known when I touched it. I thought it was because of the drink that my hand was getting warm."

"Dizzy, sweetie," Evie cooed in a calming and sisterly voice to not worry her. "Will you go to our room and grab her emergency burn cream and bandage? It should be in the top drawer of our shared nightstand."

Dizzy hurried away to get the medicine. Mal—who had both of her palms facing up, waited until the young girl was out of hearing range before she quietly demanded, "Who did you say gave you that dining set?"

"I believe it was King Stefan and Queen Leah," Queen Belle vaguely remembered.

Mal shook her head in dismay. "Of course it was from them. I should have known!"

"Would someone tell us what's going on?" Ben interrogated. "And would someone also tell me why my girlfriend burned her hand on a cup?"

"She burned her hand because this," Jay lifted the object to blame, "is made from iron, which is deadly to fairies like her."

"I'm half fairy," Mal quickly explained or confessed so those who didn't know wouldn't get confused. "Since I'm also half human, it takes longer for me to heal and the pain is worse. Luckily this is only the second time I ever touched iron."

"I'm so sorry child," Lumiere apologized gravely.

"It's not your fault," she insisted with another shrug. "I didn't think about telling anyone in Auradon till now."

"We along with the other kids were taught how to identify iron because of Mal," Evie informed. "If we saw her coming close to something that looked like the metal, we were able to warn her."

Suddenly a thought came to Mal's mind. She turned her head to her mother, who was watching her from her cage. "You were trying to warn me," she realized. "That's why you were freaking out."

"Is it just me," Carlos began as he tilted his head in thought, "or did she grow?"

It was no illusion. During the fiasco, Maleficent had doubled in size, which could mean only one thing.

The love in her heart was growing.

"Mal can't eat any of this." Jay gestured to her ruined meal. "Since the food touched the metal, it isn't safe for her to eat without potentially burning herself."

"We'll have a different plate brought out for you," Mrs. Potts promised guiltily. "I am so sorry this happened."

"It's alright." Mal smiled kindly. "As long as I get another cup of hot chocolate, all will be forgiven."

Dizzy returned a few moments before Mal's food was brought out to her. Jay was the one to apply the cream over the burns and wrap her hands because he had more knowledge of it. During the process, Ben couldn't help noticing a small scar on the hand that Mal usually wore her fingerless glove on. However, he didn't ask any questions.

But Mal would tell him the story sooner than he thought.

After dinner four of the five villain children went to bed early to get plenty of rest for the party tomorrow. The only villain child left awake was Mal, who was a little exhausted from the day's event.

She was in the famous hearth room warming up by the fire with Ben and his parents. The three royals all had a chair to sit in while Mal opted to sit on the floor to get closer to the fire.

While gazing at the blaze, the purple haired girl quietly spoke, "I know the three of you saw my scar earlier, but you were too kind to mention it." She held up her bandage hand up to her face and inspected it. "I've had it since I was a little girl and I've used a glove to cover it. The other children decided to add a glove in their outfit as well so I wouldn't be self-conscious of it."

"That was very thoughtful of them," King Beast complimented. "But you don't need to tell us how about the incident. We are fine with not knowing."

"I want to," Mal insisted uncertainly. "I seen who's on the list to attend the party tomorrow. I thought I better explain myself for something that might happen."

With a sigh, she kept her head turned to the fire as she recounted the tragedy that happened to her at such a young age—

Which you will learn about in the next chapter.

Cliffhanger! Please tell me what you guys think by reviewing the story! I'll update on Wednesday if I get five reviews.