Days have passed as Wendy had escaped the evil of Maleficent. Her using the will of having power had intrigued her… but not enough. She could hear Maleficent’s voice in the back of her mind ‘Come here, child,’ it would say. Wendy ran through the dark woods, cutting her hands on trees and scouring for breath. It wasn’t until she was running for an hour straight that she felt comfortable to sit for a bit. Escaping was the hardest thing to do. Then she heard it. She heard Maleficent. Next to her.

Maleficent went into Wendy’s room with some tea for the girl when she discovered that the girl was not there. Confused, she sen the minions around the castle to check fer her, to no avail. Betraying Maleficent was never a good idea, in a rage she dashed up to the balcony of her highest tower and took her dragon form, flying out above the woods until a familiar blue dress caught her eye. She swiftly landed and took her true form once again, leaning down right next to Wendy’s ear, “Oh dear child, you should not have run away.”