(This doesn't really meet the prompt but I've been wanting to write something like this for a while so who cares)

Everyone loves a good villain. In fact most people need one. So when you get branded as being out there, macabre and overly dramatic, it follows that you will find yourself filling that role. I neverminded taking on the role; Mistress of All Evil fitted me. And although it's true I'm not completely evil, I do have a streak of it running through my veins. But some people believe everyone has good in them, that there isn't a set role one must fulfil. I have found that some people taint my legacy, the one I meticulously created, by suggesting I am simply misunderstood. They aren't entirely wrong but they miss the point. I might have been misunderstood but I am still evil, I am still the villain society needs me to be. So let me lay down the facts and spin you a tale, the true tale of Maleficent, Mistress of All Evil

As I have said I never fitted in. Despite being a fairy I couldn't pull of the rainbow and glitter look, so by the age of 10 I stopped trying. While my other 12 classmates wore fairy-floss dresses and dew drop necklaces, I wore shadows and storm clouds. After I graduated the Fairy Academy I pursued work in the kingdom. But after a year I left, no-one would hire a fairy like me. So I set up my own castle in the forests and swamps and soon came to rule over all that crawled and slithered. The other fairies got jobs in the kingdom and came to prominent positions of power. So when the king and queen hosted a christening for their baby girl they were all invited.

I did not really care that I was not. I never could make small talk. But as I gazed into my crystal ball, studying the future my mind must have strayed for I ended up seeing the Princess as she grew. And I saw myself.

Naturally I did the only reasonable thing and dressed myself in my robes and teleported to the palace in a blaze of fire. I planned to bless the baby with a prophecy of her childhood. But my flare for dramatics got in the way:

"The Princess will indeed grow in grace and beauty....but on her sixteenth birthday, she will prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel AND I...!"

I was cut of at that point by all the yelling and the sound of guards rushing at me. You see I meant to say what I had seen, that she would prick her finger and I would give her a band-aid. Of course when you start ramping up dramatically and then yell "AND I!" people get the wrong idea. Try it yourself.

In the confusing I vanished but I heard later that one of the fairies had cursed the princess to sleep for a hundred years or something. Stupid little glitter twit, if she hadn't done anything the future would have remained the same. I suppose I am partly to blame, I shouldn't have flown off so quickly, if I'd waited I would have seen the princess falling a sleep and known something was wrong.

I'm sure you know the rest of the story. I fulfilled my part and had the princess prick her finger (yes I did give her a band-aid, the future can't be changed.)

Thankfully the repulsive flutter and squeak put in some little thing about a prince coming to rescue her. Anyway as you can see I was misunderstood. People literally misunderstood what I said. But I am not misunderstood, I am evil. It is my role. And I filled it well. So if you would all kindly stop making me some anti hero. I am a villain. I wear the cloths, I do the actions, it can't all be for nothing....

I Maleficent, Mistress of All Evil, am a Villain.