"Where are we going to find them?" I asked. Strawberry pondered for a minute, then said "Look for goblins."

"What?"

"Goblins serve my mother, so if we look for goblins, they could lead us to her."

"Not a bad idea." I said as I saw two short men walk into a restaurant called Granny's Diner.

"Those goblins?" I asked.

"Yeah. Let's follow them in." Strawberry said as we landed.

"Hello." Said the woman at the counter.

"Do you know where those men were going?" I asked.

"Downstairs. They have to get something for Mary Margaret. You here for that to?"

"Yes. To the door please." Strawberry said, moving to the basement door. I followed her down. Strawberry hissed like a cat.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"It's made of iron. I'm allergic. Can you open the door?"

"After all the things you've been through, you get taken down by iron?"

"I blame my mother. Now open the door!" I opened the door with ease and Strawberry walked down, not grabbing the hand rail, which I'm guessing is also made of iron. Strawberry started groaning once we got to the basement.

"What's wrong?"

"The walls. They're plated with iron. I can't use my magic down here."

We heard muffling in the other room as Strawberry collapsed onto the floor. That's when I noticed the red marks on her hands. It was like the iron was burning her, which didn't make sense because she wasn't touching the floor.

I ran towards the noise, only to find B and Fang tied up in iron chains. I ran over to B.

"Did you know that Strawberry is allergic to iron?" I asked him. He shook his head no as the chains burst. He ripped the chains off of Fang and ran to where Mal was laying. The red on her hands moved to her arms.

"What's going on?" B asked, his voice sounding lower while he was in Beast form.

"I think that because she's Maleficent's daughter, she's allergic to iron. It looks like this place is burning her." I said.

"That's because it is darling." Said a voice behind us. I turned and saw Maleficent, in the flesh.

"Why would you torcher your own daughter?" Fang asked.

"As far as I'm concerned, she's not my daughter. She's the girl who betrayed me. I have no problem doing this."

"Get out of here while you still can." Strawberry wheezed.

"She's right you know. You should all go. Before I kill you."

I looked at Strawberry's eyes and saw a torchered look in them, like someone was forcing her to say those things. I got the concept right away.

"You're torchering her." I said.

"Um, Max," Fang said. "we already got that."

"No, I mean that this iron is magic, which is why Maleficent isn't affected."

"Maybe the cloth on Maleficent stops whatever is happening to Mal on Maleficent." B said hopefully.

"No!" I insisted. "Strawberry said that she gets her iron allergy from her mother. The iron is under Maleficent's control, and will only work against Strawberry. It makes sense!"

"She's not wrong." Maleficent said. "I'm trying to kill her because she's my biggest threat."

B charged Maleficent as she waved her hand dismissively. B flew into the wall.

Strawberry got up, groaning, and sent Maleficent into the wall behind her. The iron started burning Maleficent's skin as well as Strawberry's. B got up and ran behind Strawberry, who collapsed into his arms, her arms blistering and face turning red. It was like the iron was killing her.

Fang, B, who was still carrying Strawberry, and I fled back upstairs. Once B got through, I locked the door. Two people I've never seen before looked at us.

The blonde haired girl walked up to us and put he hand on one of Strawberry's arms. She instantly healed, but was still asleep.

"She'll be fine. She just needs to regain her strength." She said.

"Thanks Emma." B said as he laid Strawberry down on the nearest table.

"Mal, please don't die." B said softly as he kissed Strawberry on the lips.

"What's your real name anyway?" I asked.

"Who, me?" B asked.

"Yeah."

"Benjamin, but everyone calls me Ben. And your's?"

"Maximum. Maximum Ride."

"Interesting name."

"And Benjamin isn't?"

"Touché."

Fang came over to us and he put his head on my shoulder.

"Will she be okay?" He asked me.

"Yeah. She will be." And we sat in silence for the rest if the time.