A Princess and A Zombie (A Z-O-M-B-I-E-S and Descendants AU)

Ch 1

The grand hall of Auradon Castle stood as a breathtaking masterpiece, a tapestry of shimmering lights that cast a soft, ethereal glow. The sweet fragrance of flowers danced through the air, weaving a sensory delight.

This was a momentous day, the union of Ben and Mal, a celebration of love between the kingdoms of Auradon and the Isle of the Lost. As guests gathered, a palpable buzz of anticipation filled the air, echoing the excitement of the forthcoming union.

Aurelia, proud daughter of Queen Belle and King Adam, stood at the altar as one of Mal's bridesmaids, her heart overflowing with joy. Her eyes sparkled with genuine happiness as she witnessed the love in the room. She couldn't help but gaze at Mal in her radiant gown and her brother, Ben, whose eyes held a mix of adoration and reverence. The love emanating from the couple warmed the room like an embrace.

Unbeknownst to Aurelia, a sinister presence lurked in the shadows, plotting a malevolent course. Damian, Gaston's son, watched her from a distance, his eyes burning with unsettling desire.

Obsessed with owning Aurelia, Damian saw the wedding as the perfect opportunity to claim what he felt was rightfully his. With a twisted alliance, Damian had recruited Liam, Lefou's son, driven by their shared distorted loyalty to their fathers.

As the wedding reached its crescendo, the hall erupted with applause and cheers. Confetti rained down, momentarily distracting the crowd. Swift as shadows, they seized Aurelia, pulling her into the labyrinthine corridors of the castle. Panic and desperation coursed through her, her instinct crying for freedom.

Aurelia's heart pounded, fear and anger coursing through her as Damian's grip tightened. She demanded, "Let me go!" Her voice trembled, but her spirit remained unbroken.

"I'm taking what's rightfully mine," Damian sneered, his grip tightening further, his perverse satisfaction palpable.

Defiance radiated from every fiber of Aurelia's being. "I will never be yours," she spat, her voice trembling with anger and fear.

Aurelia twisted out of Damian's grip, surprising him with her strength. She ran, adrenaline pumping through her veins, determination carrying her forward.

Turning a corner, Aurelia found a slightly ajar door and pushed it open. The room was frozen in time, its dusty furniture hinting at forgotten memories. Aurelia's lungs heaved as she assessed her surroundings, her gaze falling on a broken window.

Determination surged through her as she navigated the treacherous path strewn with debris, each step a testament to her unwavering resolve. She reached the window just as Damian burst into the room, his furious voice threatening to consume her.

Aurelia leaped out of the window, feeling the rush of wind against her face. She landed with a thud, pain shooting through her legs, but her determination remained unshaken.

Damian's arms coiled around her once more, but a figure appeared before them, her salvation.

"You missed the brother-sister dance," Ben, her older brother, said, his voice firm.

"Let her go, Damian!" Ben's gaze pierced through Damian's facade, a tempest raging beneath his composed exterior.

Aurelia stomped on Damian's foot, loosening his grip. She dashed towards Ben, who enveloped her in a protective shield.

Rage and frustration boiled within Ben. Before he could act, Mal arrived, her magical aura crackling with energy.

"Enough of this!" Mal's fury commanded attention.

The joy of the grand hall was replaced by protectiveness. Damian slinked away into the shadows, vowing to continue his deranged pursuit.

Aurelia's relief was fleeting, replaced by foreboding. Her life had changed, her old reality shattered.

Ben whispered to her, "No matter what lies ahead, Aurelia, I will always protect you," his love tinged with fear for his sister.