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Chapter One
Lily hated this. All of it. She hated this town. She hated all of these people. Why did she stay? Why did she stay when nothing but pain could come from being here? She growled under her breath. The Charmings. That’s why she stayed. Deep down, she still wanted her revenge. Revenge for what that family had done to her – putting all that darkness into her. But now, she felt more venom toward her former friend than she did towards Snow White or Prince Charming. Emma, who pretended to be her friend, but had broken every promise. Like helping her find her father. Right! She had run off to rescue her pirate, and since their return, had done nothing but float around with him in a state of complete true love oblivion. Emma Swan – oh that’s right – Emma Jones now, had seemingly forgotten Lily even existed.
“Lily,” Maleficent pleaded, “Lily, honey, just talk to me! Yell at me! Tell me you hate me! Anything but your sullenness and your silence.”
Lily looked at her mother’s pleading face and watery eyes. Her mother! She still could scarcely believe it. And yes, she hated her, too. Well . . . no, that wasn’t entirely true. Sometimes she felt something for the woman. Maybe not love, but . . . a connection? She wanted to love her, that was true. But was she even capable of love? For weeks, no months now, her mother had given her space, allowed their relationship to grow at Lily’s own pace. And honestly, Lily had enjoyed getting to know Maleficent. Lily had also enjoyed the magic lessons and help controlling her ability to transform into a dragon. Maybe her mother wasn’t as bad-ass as she had imagined, but the woman wasn’t vanilla, either. And Lily knew that losing and then finding her daughter had subdued the woman. Still, Lily chafed to get to that revenge business she thought her mother had once implied.
Lily looked at her mother and sighed, “It’s nothing . . . mom . . . I just. I’m getting antsy. Part of me wants to leave Storybrooke, while another part of me wants to stay and get my rev- er, happy ending.”
“You were going to say revenge,” her mother corrected.
Lily sighed, expecting another speech about looking to the future.
“Then let’s get to it, shall we?”
Lily’s head snapped up at that. Her mother looked so calm, with just the slightest hint of a smile. Was she serious?
“Cat got your tongue?” Maleficent laughed. “You heard me. What does my daughter want, specifically, to enact this revenge?”
Lily didn’t hesitate. “I want Captain Hook.”
Maleficent’s face fell a bit. “Oh honey, I’m sorry. That’s one of the few things magic can not do. It can’t make someone fall in love with you. I know he’s handsome –“
Lily laughed bitterly. “I didn’t say anything about love. I haven’t fallen in love like some school girl. It’s just – he’s hot, he’s fascinating, and . . . he’s Emma’s.” Lily spat the last words out like something vile.
A smile spread slowly across Maleficent’s face. “I see. Well then, my darling daughter, let’s get you exactly what you want.”