Maleficent

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Let us tell an old story anew,

and we will see how well you know it.

Once upon a time,

there were two kingdoms

that were the worst of neighbors.

So vast was the discord between them

that it was said only a great hero

or a terrible villain

might bring them together.

In one kingdom

lived folk like you and me,

with a vain and greedy king

to rule over them.

They were forever discontent,

and envious of the wealth

and beauty of their neighbors.

For in the other kingdom, the Moors,

lived every manner of strange

and wonderful creature.

And they needed

neither king nor queen,

but trusted in one another.

In a great tree

on a great cliff in the Moors

lived one such spirit.

You might take her for a girl,

but she was not just any girl.

She was a fairy.

There you go.

And her name

was Maleficent.

Good morning, Mr. Chanterelle!

I love your cap!

No. No, don't do it!

You missed me!

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Lovely work, girls!

What's all the fuss about?

The border guards have discov...

Why do you get to tell her?

I want to tell her!

I want to!

There are rules, Flittle.

I tell this time, you tell next time.

No, you told last time,

so I should tell this time,

and Thistlewit next time.

Tell me what?

Fine!

Thank you.

Maleficent, the border guard...

The border guards have found

a human thief at the pool of jewels.

I'm sorry.

She's always in a hurry,

with her big wings.

Humans, here.

I hope there's not another war.

I'm not afraid.

Besides,

I have never seen a human up close.

Come out!

No. They mean to kill me.

And besides, they're hideous to look at.

That's extremely rude.

Don't listen to him, Balthazar.

You're classically handsome.

It's not right to steal,

but we don't kill people for it.

Come out.

Come out this instant!

Are you fully grown?

No.

I believe he's just a boy.

And you're just a girl.

I think.

Who are you?

I'm called Stefan.

Who are you?

I'm Maleficent.

Yes, right.

You have to give it back.

Give what back?

If I knew you would throw it away,

I would have kept it.

I didn't throw it away.

I delivered it home,

as I'm going to do for you.

Someday, you know, I'll live there.

In the castle.

Where do you live now?

In a barn.

So your parents are farmers, then?

My parents are dead.

Mine, too.

We'll see each other again.

You really shouldn't

come back here, you know.

It's not safe.

And if I made that choice,

if I came back, would you be here?

Perhaps.

- What's wrong?

- Your ring.

Iron burns fairies.

I'm sorry.

I like your wings.

Maleficent thought of how

Stefan cast away his ring,

he who had so little in the world,

so that their hands might touch again,

and her heart was moved.

Thus did the young thief

who had hoped to steal a jewel...

Maleficent!

...steal something far more precious.

Maleficent?

Maleficent!

After all these weeks,

look who came back.

I thought it worth the risk.

So, what do you do for fun?

Stefan and Maleficent became

the most unlikely of friends.

And for a time it seemed as if,

in them at least,

the old hatred between men and fairies

had been forgotten.

As it will, friendship slowly

turned into something else.

And on her 16th birthday,

Stefan gave Maleficent a gift.

He told her it was true love's kiss.

But it was not to be.

As the years passed, Stefan's ambition

pulled him away from Maleficent,

and towards the temptations

of the human kingdom.

While Maleficent,

the strongest of the fairies,

rose to become

the protector of the Moors.

Maleficent often wandered alone

and sometimes wondered

where Stefan might be,

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