^ This is my aunt (the one who does Broadway shows... and had a cameo in Orange is the New Black) that I picture as the Queen of Hearts for some reason. The only thing missing is the black hair...
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As I approach, they scatter like cockroaches when a light appears. Although it's nice to be feared, it hurts that everyone runs when I appear. Can I help that my mother cuts off people's heads? No! Sure, it's off-putting having all those heads mounted on the walls, but I couldn't stop her. If I tried to, my head would be on that wall.
I'm my mother's third child. The other two have lost their lives.
"Hera!"
I whipped around, my long black and red hair floating. I kid you not, I was born with red streaks and bangs. My red eyes rested on my four friends running up to me. My blood red and midnight black lips stretched into a smirk; the closest thing I gave that resembled a smile in any way.
"How's it hangin', chika?" Evie, the daughter of the Evil Queen, asked.
"Same as usual. Check out what I got!" I stretched out my arm and rolled up my fishnet sleeve, revealing a brand new tattoo. It read 'I am the worst of the worst. Fear me.'
"Wow. I didn't think you could get any creepier."
I slugged Carlos, Cruella De Vile's son, in the arm. I was closest with him out of the four, most likely because we were the same age. He rubbed his arm where I had hit, but he had a large smile on his face.
"Her mother has heads mounted on the wall and you think she's creepy?"
I turned and winked at Jay, son of Jafar, who rolled his eyes.
"Guys!"
I turned and looked at Mal, probably the most intimidating of all of us. It made sense, though. Maleficent was her mother.
"Remember? We went to find Hera for a reason?"
They all solemnly nodded and Carols spoke up.
"We've been asked to go to school... in Auradon..."
"What?" I shrieked.
"Yeah. I was upset-"
"Upset? I'm elated!" I cried.
"Really?"
"Yeah! I'll be able to get away from my mother! This is awesome!"
All of them looked at me like I had two heads.
"Alright," Mal sighed. "That was easier than I thought it would be."
I nodded and we all headed off towards home.
"Now the hard part: getting your mother to let you go."
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Not That Evil
Fanfiction*rewrites pending* Hera was born the daughter of the Queen of Hearts, a cold and vicious woman who shuts out her daughter and has heads adorning her wall. Hera's only friends are the four other kids she lives with; Mal, Evie, Jay, and Carlos. When t...
