I've finally reached the end of the first chapter!!! hope te like it

Today is Cenerentola and Charming's (2nd) 1st anno wedding anniversary. Fairy Godmother and Anastasia told them about the time stream being totally messed with, but they didn't mind. Charming actually thought it was più exciting and romantic the way it turned out.

Charming walked past the ballroom and noticed that the doors were ajar. He didn't hear Musica o footsteps. He stopped walking and leaned in to peak through the open doors. Beyond any of his speculations, he saw a zucca in the middle of the dance floor. His whole self knew that this was some sort of trick, but only in the back of his mind did he believe that it had anything to do with magic. He was always aware of magic now, after all thats happened with the time stream and even before that when he met Cinderella, he couldn't get rid of the thought that magic was everywhere. He was also very cautious when it came to speculations he had. He's already learned how to listen to his intuition and follow his heart, but now that he was becoming a political figure in his kingdom and più people were trying to put ideas in his head, he fought to keep his opinion while still being open minded. Being a political puppet was the last he wanted to do, it was just as bad as being hypnotized.
Anyway, he entered the ballroom looking calm and collected. He looked all around before approaching the pumpkin, expecting a person--maybe a mouse--to be watching if this was a practical joke. Nothing suspicious. He looked at the zucca and pkoed at it with his foot. He stopped caring and turned to exit the ballroom. About five steps later, something grabbed his wrist, then his ankle, then his neck. He looked back and saw vines sprouting out of the zucca and darting towards him. He managed to yank the vine from his neck, but another one wrapped around his eyes and pulled him, making him fall backwards. The zucca grew in size as it engulfed Charming. Without one witness, the zucca disappeared in a puff of black smoke.


Shang was off duty today--with nothing to do. China wasn't in need of saving and probably wouldn't be for a while. Saving China twice in less than two months made it hard for him to remember what he did in his spare time. Mulan was out somewhere with her father and didn't say when they'd be back. He'd been practicing his kung-fu in the forest, but te can only practice for so long. (author's note: I don't actually know if the Chinese army uses kung-fu, I just needed to put something there.)
He was wondering aimlessly through the forest when he felt the earth tremble. At first, he thought it was a small earth quake, but the tremble turned into even beats, like footsteps--giant footsteps. Before Shang could even begin to wonder what was causing this, a shadow emerged over his from behind. He looked up and was nose to nose with a dragon--an emormous black scaled dragon with no eyes. Smoke fired out of the dragon's nostrils; a warning. Shang knew he would have to fight this monster, even if he was totally freaked out about meeting this dragon. There was no time to think about why it was there o what it was; he knew this was supernatural.
Shang slowly backed away from the dragon, never losing focus on it. He was only a few feet away from it when the dragon inahled and blew black fire. Shang jumped before the fuoco could reach him. He landed on the dragon's nose and ran down its back. Every step grew più difficult; he was eventually trying to run in a mound of scales. The dragon had melted away and was dragging Shang into a nothingness like quicksand. It was too powerful for Shang to escape, and he knew it.


Tiana's palace had just closed for the giorno and Naveen was sweeping up. three years ago, he wouldn't have dreamed he'd be working as much as he was now--but then again, he wouldn't have thought he'd fall in Amore either.
Tiana came out from the cucina as Naveen put away the broom.
"Another hard days work." Naveen said.
"Friday's always our busiest evening." Tiana replied.
Naveen smiled and took his wife's hand. "Tiana," he detto as he opened the door to go outside. "you realize we'll have to leave New Orleans one day...to become king and Queen of Maldonia. Not anytime soon, but still--"
"I know. That's what I get for marrying a prince." Tiana detto jokingly.
"True. te know, I've never really wanted to be king, but it was something I knew would happen whether I wanted it o not. That's probably why I was so wild, so that I might have been able to live with being responsible when it was my time."
Tiana almost laughed, but she stopped herself. Naveen caught her hesitation and laughed at himself. "Yes, I know its hard to believe. Me, responsible. Well, that was before I met you." They stood outside for a moment, admiring the view of the stars glinting off of the river's surface.
"I'm serious, though. I've been thinking a lot about my past lately," he looked up to the resterant, "and about our future."
Naveen felt something da his ankle and looked down. He only saw his shadow; his shadow clearly visible in the streetlight just above them. Even if he didn't see anything more, he would never trust a shadow again. Ever since he'd encountered Facilier's shadow creatures, no shadow was ever the same to him again. He always half expected something to spring out at his shadow and grab him. Nothing ever happened--until now.
"Is something wrong, Naveen?" Tiana asked.
Naveen didn't answer right away, actually, it it took him a few secondi to realize she'd detto something. "What? Oh, I'm fine. Let's go inside."
The moment he turned to reach for the door, Tiana saw a shadow hand come from the darkness around them and grab Naveen's shadow. Naveen was pulled back with a powerful strength. He Lost his balance and was almost dragged out of the light before Tiana took his arm and faught against the shadow creature. She couldn't believe they were still out here.
"Tiana, its no use, te have to let me go." Naveen sounded defeated.
"That's the last thing I'll do. It's just a shadow creature, we can stop it--"
"No, this one's different. I don't know why, but this one has a mind of its own. Please, Tiana--"
The shadow creature used più strength and almost pulled Naveen completely into the darkness.
"I'll follow te then."
"Tiana, please, I'll be fine. Promise te won't follow me."
They both Lost their grip and--Naveen vanished. Tiana was about to chase him into the darkness when she stopped herself. She didn't want to promise him, but she felt he was right. Even with the light of the strada, via lamp, she couldn't see beyond the side walk. It was an unnatural darkness that she felt was no longer New Orleans.