Spirited

Plot
Julia discovers a spell to transfer the Wicked Queen's spirit to her next of kin. And it all goes downhill from there.

Prologue
"Why am I here again?" Damien whispered as his sister pulled him through the Villain's Vault. She looked both ways, before holding a leather bound, cracked and dusty, The cover had a black swan in flight across it, with a black diamond eye.

"The Wicked Queen's spell book! Where the hex did you get that?!" Damien demanded. Okay, he was used to his sister using her magic to make people look bad or humiliating them, that was normal for him. But accessing the dark magic in the Wicked Queen's spell book? That was a new low, even for her.

"Luna found it and gave it to me to safely dispose of. That way Opal didn't find it." Julia cackled.

"And let me guess, you aren't going to do that." Damien groaned.

"Nope." She popped. "Check this out." She shoved the book in his face, pointing at the spell's description.

"An infallible spell to transfer a deceased person's spirit to their next of kin." He read, then stopped. "What are you up to?' He asked suspiciously.

"Look over there." Julia whispered, pointing.

Under the portrait of the Wicked Queen, next to her all powerful scepter, was Opal. Opal's fists clenched the top of the scepter's case so hard, he was surprised it hadn't broken. Opal looked up at the picture of her mother, who she so represented, and then back down at the scepter.

"Julia! You aren't going to..."

"Transfer the Wicked Queen's spirit over to her next of kin, her only blood relative, her daughter? Yes, yes I am." Julia laughed.

"Your destined to be a good fairy! Only a fairy like that with a truly malicious heart, with no room for love in it can cast dark magic." Damien protested. But even as he said those words, he knew he was describing his sister word for word.

"I am destined to be the next queen of the fairies! There is no magic to hard for me to do!" Julia declared., giving him a sharp glare. Before Damien could farther argue, she had begun to recite the spell.

"Reach beyond the grave

To find the one

Who's work I declare isn't done

I found a save

There next of kin

Who needs them with them in order to win

So by my power

All shall hear it

I now shall transfer

The Wicked Queen's Spirit!" Julia declared, dark energy skating through her body, before it expelled outward.

It formed a perfect likeness of the Wicked Queen, before it whisked away into Opal. Opal screamed, a sound that would haunt Damien's nightmares forever, it was nearly animal! Opal folded in on herself, tears streaming down her face, until suddenly, she stopped.

She straightened up, her body sparking with dark energy, her eyes glowing pure white.The tears on her face seemed to dissolve into steam. She laughed, a sound deep and echoy, with just the slightest hint of Opal's normal laugh beneath it. "Scepter!" She declared, holding her hand out as the scepter from the display flew into it.

Then she cackled, before taking off.

Julia looked pleased with herself, but Damien's fist clenched. "What did you do?!" He demanded.