[ WP ] Write a story set in a Disney movie , but replacing the villain of that movie with another Disney villain

Prince Phillip opened his eyes. He was punge in the darkness and the wrists chained. He felt pain in the back of his head. And, slowly, his memories are starting to coming back. 
 
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 It was the sunset, traveled by horse in that little house in the woods. But, suddendly, a couple of bandits came outside the house, led by a little green creep. The monster cried « It ’ s him, the Prince! Get him, get him! » Phillip drew his sword to address the bandits.... and a cry came from the sky. He realized too late the two flying monster that came down on him; the first grabbed him gets his claws into him shoulders, and the second chased the frightened horse. But Phillip retined the grip on the sword, and stroked the beast right in the heart. The monster ’ s scream of agony rang in the forest, and prince and dragon fell together in a tree. But the bandits arrived and grabbed him with chains and ropes. 
 
 « Alive! The King wants him al- » Phillip kicked the little monster in the face, then he felt a sharp pain and everything went dark. 
 
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 What was happening? He thought back to Briar Rose... that young and beautiful girl.. Philliph couldn ’ t believe that she would deceiving him an lure him into a trap. And then, he sensed footspeps out of his cell. He saw a little and leaping light followed by histerical giggling. He recognised the voice... the little creep! « Yes, yes, I- We did it! I ’ m so sorry for the wyvern, mylord, that prince was a tough nut to crack: it took four men to capture him! B-b-b-but now it is m- it ’ s ours! Should I torture him? I forced him to roll in hot coals, like a pig in mud! Or... » 
 
 « Enough, Creeper » said a second voice, a cold and unnatural voice, and this give Philliph the creeps. The squaky monster shut up, and the door opened... yes, the prince recognized the odious little monster, the goblin. He holding the candle and he giggled seeing the chained prince: but another figure entered the cell, a tall and hooded figure. The candle ’ s light was too weak to illuminate the face of the man... but his scado had two long horns. *No, it can ’ t be* he tought, while the man came up to the prince panting. 
 
 A skeletal creature with green, rotting flesh stood in front of Phillip. A pair of red eyes glinting on the dark, and a crimson robe covered the dead-like man. « Greetins, Prince Phillip. I welcome you to my humble adobe, the Forbidden Mountains... Creeper, leave us alone » 
 
 « What? But, sire, didn ’ t you want the hot coals for the prisoner?... Oh, get it! » Creeper rubbing his hands in glee. « Knives, pliers and a whip! I go str- » 
 
 « Creeper », the hooded figure turned around. « Leave us alone. *Now* » 
 
 Again, Creeper clammed up and he left the cell bouncing. « Very well... so, my dear prince, did you enjoyed your stay? » 
 
 Phillip tried to rid itself of the shackels. « I know you, monster! You are Cornelius the Cursed... the Horned King! But my father... » 
 
 «... King Hubert confronted me, many years ago. Yeah. He and King Stefan rallied to combat me. Their armies fought off my soldiers. Hubert and Stefan ruined my plans... they defeated me. They *killed* me. » Cornelius spread his arms. « At least, that ’ s they assumed. The magic of the Black Cauldron saved me, but he gave me this form... this rotten and crumbling body! » He rattled, a furiois hissing, the evil eyes on the chained prince. « And I ’ ve sworn vengeance against the two kings and their descendents. » 
 
 Phillip shook. Yes, the stories were true. Cornelius the Cursed, a sorcerer-king whose want subjugate the other lands with the black magic... the prince always thought was just a myth. But now the myth, the Horned King, was in front of him. « Briar Rose! » he cried. « Where is the girl? What you ’ ve done?! » 
 
 « Aaaaaaah... the princess. Don ’ t worry, you ’ ll see her soon » But the Horned King noticed the surprised face of the prince, and he laughed. A grim and low laugh. « Don ’ t tell me that you.. you didn ’ t know. She is the princess Aurora, the daughter of the King Stefan. What a cruel fate... the betrothed get together in ther last night on earth. » 
 
 Again, Phillip tried to get rid. « You lied! Aurora... she went missing long time ago. The princess was never heard from again. Don ’ t mess with me! Face me like a man! » 
 
 « Oh, but I ’ m not a man any more.. » Cornelius clutched the prince ’ s cape collar with one hand. « Sixteen years ago, King Stefan had to hide her precious daughter: three women took her away and planted her. Because they knew that I ’ g go back to this world. But it was no use: just today, after tewnty-seven years, after that day when everything that was mine was lost to me... » He covered his mouth with a hand, coughing and gasping. «.. I will have my revenge after so long » 
 
 The smell of that decaying body –that thing isn ’ t human anymore- make Phillip nauseos, but he don ’ t turned away from Cornelius. « I'm not afraid of you. And your evil artifact was destroyed, when my father killed you! You'll never win! » 
 
 « Wrong. Your fathers devasted my castle, but they never found the Black Cauldron. It took years to rally mercenaries and organise the ritual... yes, the Black Cauldron consumed his powers when I awakened from the sleep of death. Without his magic, it ’ s just an empty and worthless cauldron... but I know how arouse his powers. And you and your beloved princess will help me. » 
 
 « What?! Never! » 
 
 « I don ’ t need of your consent » The Horned King went limp and turned to the door. The candlet turned off, and the raspy voice choes throught the dark cell. « Years ago, three faires told me that love is the most powerful magic... But love *can ’ t* defeat the iciness of death. Love is fleeting, and death is eternal. Tonight, the betrohed will be riunite... in front of the Black Cauldron. And when you ’ ll saying your marriage vows, your blood will fill the Black Cauldron. And its evil power will be awake, and will course through my veins... and I shall make you my first Cauldron-born. »
