Aaaaah so glad I made it in time x3 your writing is godsent and being able to request something fills my cold heart with joy!
Okay so I rewachted Descendants and just... imagine if Carlos has to live together/spend time with a villain kid that got adopted and raised by the big bad wolf (I checked and yes that is a Disney villain!).
For some plot... (my mind comes up with something funny so do not expect too much lol) maybe taking place during Descendants 2 (with Uma) and somehow the crew has taken Carlos and Little Bad Wolf has to keep an eye on him? Except that little bad wolf gets seasick "Dude this ship isnt even on open sea, how are you feeling sick?" "shut up!"
'get him back' - carlos de vil
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The pirates never should have taken Carlos.
It was a stupid move, really. Stupid to get Mal on their bad side, but even worse to kidnap Carlos. As if Mal wouldn’t do anything in this world or the next to get her friend back. As if anyone who dared to stand in her way would not find themselves lost to the salt of the sea if they didn’t immediately back down.
Uma didn’t learn that lesson soon enough, but she will. It doesn’t matter that she was a formidable foe, the moment she made the fight personal by kidnapping Carlos, it was all over. Mal’s got an unsettling edge to her voice, the sort of dark and twisted tone that makes you follow her orders without question. Villain kids don’t like doing what they’re told, but in this case, you’re all of the same mind. What matters the most is getting Carlos back. Your egos can wait until after your friend is back by your side.
Uma’s ship came by in the dead of night and took Carlos when he was walking around unawares. They must have all attacked at once, half a dozen pirates against one boy, because there’s no way Carlos would go down without a fight. There are clear signs of a scuffle on the roads where they took him away, obviously not the clean abduction Uma was hoping for, but the facts remain. Carlos is gone, and you need to get him back as soon as possible.
Mal has already drawn up a rescue plan. She’s enchanted a small boat to be silent and almost invisible in the dark waters; once night falls, you’ll sneak up to Uma’s ship and get your boy back. One of you will sneak on board and find Carlos, then dodge the pirates meant to be guarding him and bring him back to your ship. You’ll have to wait until the right time to make your escape, though, so you can immediately land at a local deck and make your getaway. Uma can beat you in water, but you’re faster on land, so everything has to be timed perfectly.
You’re the one who’s been assigned to the difficult task of slipping onto Uma’s ship. As the adoptive child of the Big Bad Wolf, you’re well trained in the art of sneaking around and blending in. You’re the perfect spy, so to speak, so you’re the best bet the VKs have at going unnoticed by the pirates on that ship.
Even though you know the official reason for your selection is simply that you’re the best among Mal’s VKs at staying under the radar, you can’t help a rush of pride at being the one selected for the task. When Carlos looks up to see his savior, you’re glad it’s going to be you. You want to be the one on his mind when he thinks of safety. You, not Evie or someone else. Just you.
The credit for this rescue, though, should rightly be shared among all members of your friend group. Right now, Mal, Ben, Jay, and Evie are on Mal’s cloaked boat, drawing close to Uma’s ship. It slides by before you, cresting the indigo waves, so close you could reach out and touch it with one hand. Right under it, you’re struck by the size of the ship. Carlos could be anywhere. This might take longer than you thought.
Mal nods at you. “It’s time.”
You nod back, standing up carefully and reaching for the rope ladder one of the pirates forgot to pull up on the side of the ship. Tugging it quietly to test its strength, you pull yourself up slowly hand over hand, pausing just before you reach the top so you can survey the deck and see how many pirates are there.
Not expecting an attack this late at night, Uma’s crew has left the deck mostly unmanned. Two pirates are idly chatting near the helm, keeping the ship on its course, and there’s a guy up in the crow’s nest, although he’s nodded off instead of keeping a good watch on any possible intruders. You crawl over the railing as quietly as you dare, sticking to the shadows to avoid notice. Oil lamps cast pools of sticky yellow light on the ground, and you skirt them as best you can, all the while making for the stairs leading to the lower parts of the ship. Your steps are silent, each taken with the fear of causing a loose board to creak and alert the crew to your presence.
Once belowdecks, you can breathe a little easier. Most of the sounds you hear are of snoring and sleeping pirates, although a few still remain awake even despite the late hour. Without the stars and moon bleeding white light overhead, the halls are darker, giving you more room to bleed into the shadows and avoid detection. A few times, someone pokes their head out of their door or shifts around a little, causing you to freeze in your tracks, heart hammering in your chest, but you still manage to come out of each close shave without getting caught.
The further you go into the ship, though, the worse you feel. Despite living on an island for most of your life, you never really had a chance to get on a boat before, and you can say decisively that you don’t enjoy the feeling. You like solid ground, a floor that doesn’t rock, and the stability of knowing there isn’t empty water under your feet at any moment. Uma’s ship lilts and turns every few seconds as it crosses the waves, and it leaves you feeling drained of all strength before you’ve even spent ten minutes inside.
You’re not here to complain, though, you’re here to rescue Carlos. You push past your growing nausea and keep peering in doors, searching for the room holding your friend. Before long, you spot it– a locked door at the end of the hall, a flash of white hair inside. It’s meant to be guarded by two pirates, but they’ve obviously grown bored of their post and settled in for a game of cards a few paces away. Perfect. You cause a small distraction by knocking a can to the ground down the hall, and hurriedly pick the lock while they go rushing off in the opposite direction.
You swing yourself inside the cell and shut the door again just before they look back. Grinning, you allow yourself one moment of quiet victory before you’re engulfed in a rush of red and black and white.
Instantly, your body is on high alert, but you manage to calm down when you realize you’re not being attacked by a pirate but one of Carlos’ fierce hugs. He pulls back a second later, beaming ear to ear. “Y/N! What are you doing here? How did you find me?”
You laugh quietly. “You can thank Mal for that, she dropped everything to come rescue you once we found out you’d been kidnapped.”
Carlos punches the air triumphantly. “Perfect! Let’s get out of here. Pirates stink.”
You shake your head. “It’s not that simple, unfortunately. We have to wait an hour or so for Uma’s ship to pass by land. That way, we can escape onto the peninsula without trying to sail back or she’d catch us.”
Carlos’ face falls. “You’re telling me I have to stay in this rat’s nest even longer?”
You frown sympathetically. “I know, trust me, but we have no choice. She’d catch us if we tried to just sail away. And believe me, I’d like nothing more than to get out of here. I hate this ship.”
As if proving your point, the ship hits a sudden burst of waves and you nearly lose your balance and your dinner along with it. Carlos catches you before you fall, hurriedly bringing you over to a small, hard looking couch along the side of the cell.
“Hey, easy there. Don’t go getting sick on my watch. You can lie down and try to regain your spirits while we wait for Mal, alright?” He says.
You close your eyes gratefully. “Thanks, Carlos.”
He giggles. “No problem. Although I can’t believe you feel this bad already, we’re not even out of the bay. This ship isn’t in the open ocean, how are you seasick? The water is practically dead still.”
“Shut up,” you mutter under your breath, fighting another bout of nausea.
Carlos laughs again, but thankfully remains silent. You have no doubt that he’ll be bringing it up again soon, though, probably to win an argument about which VK is the toughest.
You’d like to clear your good name, of course, but the rocking of the ship silences you again, keeping you absolutely still and silent on the tough couch. Carlos, sensing your obvious discomfort, tries to distract you by talking. He keeps his voice quiet so he doesn’t attract the attention of the guards outside, and the soft lull of his words spilling out into the darkness of your lidded eyes makes you wish for sleep.
Carlos talks about how surprised he was when he was kidnapped, how glad he was to see you, what he plans on doing after you break him out of here, what he was supposed to be doing when Uma and her pirates took him in the first place. Carlos has always been a good talker, but you’re extra glad for it now.
When he pauses for breath, you laugh quietly and say, “I thought I was supposed to be the one saving you, but it looks like it might be the other way around.”
Eyes still closed, you can tell Carlos is smiling by the soft exhale he lets out. “I’d say freeing me from a pirate ship is a bigger deal than distracting you from seasickness. I’ll still give you this win.”
“That’s awfully generous of you,” you hum.
“Yeah, well, I’m a generous guy,” Carlos tells you. “It’s no problem when it’s you, though. I’d do anything for you.”
When you dare to crack open your eyelids, he looks more serious than you’ve ever seen him. All of a sudden, the breath is low and careful in your lungs not because of the churning waters beneath you, but because of him. Always because of him.
“Carlos,” you begin quietly.
“No,” he says, more determinedly, “I’m serious. I like you, Y/N. I really do. Seasick or not. I’ve liked you for a while, and if I was going to be stuck in a cell in a pirate ship with anyone, I’d want it to be you. You were the best part about the Isle of the Lost and the best part of Auradon. I can go anywhere if you’re with me. You don’t have to feel the same, I just– I thought you should know.”
You sit up carefully. “I do feel the same way.”
Carlos’ mouth drops. “Really?”
“Is that so much of a surprise?” You ask, laughing slightly. “I’ve followed you everywhere since we first met. We’re practically inseparable. The only reason I wasn’t kidnapped along with you is because I got distracted by Evie needing help finding a pair of matching shoes. You’re my home too, Carlos. You always have been.”
His smile is brilliant in the darkness. “I couldn’t be happier to hear it. Except maybe when we get off this ship.” He extends a hand to you. “How about we make our escape?”
You take it, letting Carlos pull you up. “I’d like nothing more.”
It feels like your entire life has opened up before you. If it takes a kidnapping, a pirate ship, and terrible storms for the two of you to finally confess your feelings, it might just be worth it after all. You’ve got Carlos, and that’s worth more than all the treasure in the world.
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Hello 👋🏽 it’s been a while…. Today I’m not asking for teen wolf 😧. I’m here for a Carlos de vil.. can you do one when reader see’s Carlos again after he came back to the isle to choose who goes to auradon?
no teen wolf?! but carlos as well <33
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Carlos de Vil is standing alone, trying to figure out how he can go through with this. He thought leaving the Isle of the Lost was hard, so why is coming back suddenly so much harder? This should be a good day, as he and the other VKs get to bring even more kids over to Auradon. Everyone else seems happy, and Evie and Mal are practically bubbling over with joy at the thought of seeing their old friends once again.
Carlos is also thinking of seeing someone again, but it’s not quite the same. He left someone here, back when he went to Auradon for the first time and left his old life behind for good. Carlos has no idea if that someone hates him for going, for not writing, for not trying to find her again. He’ll only find out now.
Carlos’ fingers unconsciously reach upward to tug at a chain around his neck. He’s worn it since the day he left the Isle of the Lost, even after he realized that he fit in quite well at Auradon Prep. The necklace itself isn’t much to look at, as it’s composed of many different sections of chain and metal that have all been looped together in a somewhat ungainly fashion. Some parts look more expensive, as if they’d been stolen (they have), whereas others are so old that they could have been pulled from the crypts of long-dead witches (they have not, but it’s close enough to the truth).
The necklace had been a shared gift between Carlos and the girl he left behind, a product of past adventures that grew with every link and loop they borrowed. There’s a pendant from a sunken ship, a chain that had once bound them down, the clasp from one of his mother’s capes… It’s almost too long to wear, but he keeps it anyway. It reminds him of Y/N L/N, and that’s all he needs to treasure the chain like it were wrought of pure gold.
He and Y/N used to share the chain, ‘borrowing’ it back and forth as they wished. That’s how kids on the Isle of the Lost keep their possessions, anyways, by stealing it enough times that people give up and let you have what you want. The necklace spent a significant amount of time around Y/N’s neck, but Carlos managed to get it back just before he left for the Isle.
Now, it’s all he has left of her. Carlos left in a hurry, and barely had a chance to wave goodbye, let alone say half of what he wished. If he had a longer chance to drag his heels and deliver proper farewells to everyone, he would have lingered longer by Y/N’s side, and finally said everything that’s been bursting at the tip of his tongue for the past couple of months.
He’s been gone a while, but the feelings still haven’t subsided. Y/N has been his closest friend ever since Carlos can remember, but recently things started changing in his head. Priorities have shifted, hearts have started beating differently, and Carlos realized that he doesn’t just like Y/N as a best friend but as something more.
He was planning on telling her at some point, if he could ever get up the courage to form the words. How is it that Carlos can spit in the face of Auradon in general, steal a dozen trinkets from a hundred prominent villains, and do basically everything he wants except tell the girl he likes how he feels?
Carlos really should have said something to Y/N before he left, he knows that much, but the words just couldn’t come out. All he remembers is seeing the look on Y/N’s face as the car took Carlos, Jay, Mal, and Evie away to a new horizon. Carlos doesn’t know that she could ever hate him, or he hopes as much, but she looked broken by his departure.
He had been able to run away from these thoughts for a while, as Carlos was doing his best to not flunk out of Auradon Prep before he had enough time to enjoy the place, but now he’s back and he can hide no longer. Somewhere in this maze of streets, Y/N is here, pacing the cobblestoned corridors, smiling with that same wolf’s grin Carlos only sees in his dreams.
He can’t help but wonder if she will look the same. For some reason, despite the fact that it hasn’t really been that long since Carlos left the Isle, a part of him fervently believes that Y/N must be very different from when they parted ways. He feels different, at any rate, so shouldn’t she be changed as well? Maybe he won’t even recognize her. Worse, maybe she won’t even recognize him. Carlos can’t decide whether he thinks the Isle won’t have changed at all during his absence or that it will be vastly different.
He’ll find out now, at any rate. Their car has passed over the magical bridge connecting the two cities of Auradon and the Isle of the Lost, and it’s time to step out. Even the air seems familiar, Carlos thinks as he heads into the city, it still carries that sharp tang of magic and broken dreams. The people of the Isle can pretend that they’re unstoppable and fierce as much as they want, Carlos knows he certainly did, but they’re stuck on this island. Even the toughest of battle cries can’t deliver them from that.
Mal nods at him as they walk further into the city. “Hey, you alright?”
Carlos does his best for a casual shrug, although his entire body feels too stiff for the movement to feel quite right. “Think so. It’s just weird being back, I guess.”
Beside him, Jay blows out a low breath. “Tell me about it. It feels like the entire city shrunk while we were gone.”
Evie laughs. “That’s just because you grew like four inches since we left.”
Jay considers this, then waves it away. “Still, it feels small.”
This is true, actually. Beforehand, when the Isle of the Lost was all Carlos had ever known, it felt like a sprawling, teeming city. There were alleys and secret passages everywhere one could look, and Carlos and his friends never ran out of places to skulk during the latest of their adventures.
Now, though, all Carlos sees is a tiny island, packed to bursting with kids who might never get a chance to leave. He’s glad that they’re offering a chance to incorporate more Villain Kids into Auradon Prep, but suddenly four tickets out seems like far too few. There are hundreds of children waving application papers, but most of them are going to go away unhappy. How is that fair?
Evie glances at him, as if she can sense his roiling emotions. “Hey, take it easy. We don’t have to name the kids who got in for a while. How about you go take a walk around the city? I know I have a couple of friends I want to visit.”
Carlos nods. “Yeah, I think I will. See you later, I guess.”
He waves goodbye to his friends then turns away, melting into the shadows with a grace he almost thought he lost. Now that he’s here, Carlos isn’t giving up the chance to see Y/N again, even if it kind of terrifies him.
Carlos knows the way to Y/N’s place by heart, after countless mornings and nights spent behind her windwashed door. He wends absentmindedly through twisting alleys and over poorly mended gaps in the streets, wondering what he’s going to say. Shouldn’t Carlos have planned this out sooner? Yeah, but he was so nervous to think about the whole thing that he never quite managed it.
This is a shame, because now Carlos is left stumbling for some sort of plan. Will he know what to say when he sees her, like all the words fall into perfect place in his head the same as always? Or has he changed too much from the boy who could cook up pure poetry from the sight of Y/N’s smile alone? He supposes he won’t know for sure until that first meeting happens.
Carlos rounds a corner and stops dead in his tracks. There, down the street, is a girl leaning over a bent wire railing. She’s looking out beyond the tracks of the city towards where the ocean laps at the faded sands of the Isle. If Carlos really wanted to, he thinks he could trick himself into believing that she’s looking for him back on Auradon.
He steps forward, and true to the form of any kid who had to grow up on the Isle, the girl hears the dim sound of his footsteps and turns abruptly. A beam of sunshine makes it through the typical cloudy skies, illuminating her face in perfect clarity.
For a moment, all Carlos can do is stare. Y/N is the same girl he’s always known, but it must be true that absence makes the heart fonder, because seeing her again rocks him to his core. Every detail of her face, every curl of her hair or glimmer of her eyes, makes Carlos wish he could stand here for a thousand years longer, just to carefully catalog every single aspect of her image in his head.
Carlos wondered if being away would make him lose his crush on Y/N, but he can say decisively now that this isn’t the case. If anything, it’s made him worse. Carlos looks at Y/N like a drowning man staring down a sea, a thankless unbeliever realizing that he is on the cusp of salvation. This is love, and he is dreadfully in need of it. He can only hope that she feels a fragment of what is coursing through him right now, because if not, he will have nothing left but his own regret.
Y/N must have gotten over her surprise at seeing him far faster than Carlos could for her, because she is the one who is able to speak first. “Carlos?”
He nods, starting to walk forward until they’re just a few feet apart. “It’s me.”
The words do not rise to his lips, as he’d hoped. Carlos wants to say a thousand sentences, and then none at all. Should he apologize for not saying goodbye, or for leaving in the first place?
His mind’s ramblings are cut off by Y/N. “Is that the necklace?” She asks, pointing at the slip of chain just visible under his shirt.
Carlos’ hand flies to it without question. “Yeah. Yeah, it is.”
He pulls it out so she can make sure. “I couldn’t leave it behind. Guess I wanted to make sure that I could remember everything, just in case.”
Y/N cocks her head to the side. “Were you worried about forgetting the Isle?”
“No,” Carlos manages, “I was worried about you forgetting me. Even if you did, at least I’d have some part of you that was still mine.”
Y/N looks up at him, and Carlos can’t tell whether her eyes are colored by hope, fear, or just some great and terrible sadness that he cannot understand. “I would never forget you. I don’t think I could if I tried.”
She glances away for a moment, as if gathering her strength about her, then continues. “I missed you, you know. Every day. I kept trying to talk to you, but you were never there.”
The words finally come out, gushing in torrents that threaten to sweep Carlos away. “I wanted to say goodbye. I should have found a way. I regret that every day, and I need you to know that. There was so much I wanted to say.”
Y/N glances at him curiously, a small smile twisting her lips up. “What did you want to say?”
Carlos rakes a hand through his hair, trying to put his unnameable emotions into words. “I wanted to see you again. I wanted to make sure you didn’t hate me for leaving. I wanted to know-” His voice breaks off, then returns in full force, “I wanted you to know that I love you.”
Y/N draws back, startled, and hangs there for a moment, suspended in shock like a dove midflight. Then, she rushes forward and kisses him, and it’s Carlos’ time to freeze in place, because he has no idea how this just happened but he’s not about to stop it so he kisses her, too, just to make the best of this.
When Y/N breaks away, she’s wearing an electric grin, the kind that usually tells Carlos that she’s about to do something incredibly risky, like dive off a cliff to plunge into the ocean below or attempt to steal magical artifacts from Mal’s mother.
“You like me?” Carlos gasps, still kind of stunned by everything going on.
Y/N laughs. “Yeah, I do. I didn’t know you liked me, though. That was new.”
Carlos gestures loosely with his hands. “Of course I like you! How could I not?”
There’s far more truth in that question than he initially meant to speak aloud, but it feels right in this situation. Y/N already knows everything about him anyways, why not one more thing?
Her laugh replaced by a kind of quiet sigh, Y/N folds her arms across her chest. “That’s what made this whole you-going-off-to-Auradon deal so bad, I guess. I was stuck wondering if you’d fall for some daughter of a fairytale princess and forget about me.”
Her tone indicates that she’s worried about it happening again, too, so Carlos takes her hand, pulling her close to him again. “Hey, I could never do that. Daughters of fairytale princesses don’t make me smile like you do. Besides, you can see that for yourself today.”
Y/N glances up at him, startled. “You mean-”
Carlos cuts her off, sporting a grin of his own. “Yeah, you’re coming back with us. I refuse to leave without you. I mean, you have your application, right?”
Y/N nods, pulling a folded piece of paper from her pocket. “Carlos, this is amazing. You really mean it?”
Carlos laughs. “Of course I do. You’re my best girl, aren’t you? I didn’t want to have to say goodbye again, so I’m not. I’m selfish like that.”
Y/N kisses him again as a thank-you, which is quite possibly the best thing ever and a habit that Carlos wants to continue in the future. They’ll have plenty of time for it, anyways, because they’re not going to be separated again. No more goodbyes, no more sorrow. It’s time for them to be together again, and Carlos could not be happier.
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Little Flame (Hades x reader)
Request: Can I have an imagine where I'm Mal's best friend and I have a crush on Hades and he overhears?
A/N: Made with love, based on @thorxme18 ‘s request (I modified the concept a bit) 🥰 Sorry not sorry but… no smut in this one. Also, this ended up being super long, I think it's like 7k-ish ???? Anyways….. Enjoyyyy and tell me what you think.
Pairing: Hades x reader
Warning: Cursing
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Descendants or any of its characters.
Y/I: your initial
Much to your surprise, everything had changed from the last time some VKs were elected to go off-shore. Everyone who wasn't chosen seemed to be happy for those who were; you wished you'd've had that reaction from your mentor and, you'd dare to say friend, Hades. You couldn't bring yourself to stop thinking about it, it made both your mind and your left foot bounce non-stop as you waited for Mal and Ben to make an entrance at the new students' welcoming ceremony.
Ben thanked his people for their support, but not everyone seemed to be sharing the positive attitude on the VK topic. Beside you, you heard Audrey's grandma, whose name you couldn't remember, scoff, "not like we had a choice."
All you did was roll your eyes, after all your time in Auradon, you had grown used to the comments about you being a villain. You listened to Ben while fidgeting with the sleeve of your dress, a grin plastered across your face in expectancy of what was gonna happen after he finished singing. However, just like it happened with the announcement of new arrivals, not everyone was happy about the king's proposal.
"No!" Audrey screamed, making a few threatening glares, including yours, be thrown her way. As cliché as it may sound, it is right to say that, if looks could kill, Audrey would've been dead within seconds (if her jealousy didn't kill her first).
After Mal said yes, everyone began celebrating and commenting on how romantic the gesture had been, how good of a couple they made, and how lucky Auradon's people were to have them.
"Ben and Mal are the absolute best, I really cannot wait for Mal to be queen," said the girl who was standing next to you.
With a smile, you nodded in agreement, "I know, I mean, they work really well together, and they're such a great couple."
"You'd really rather have a VK on the throne than me?"
The girl just turned around and left, but you faked a smile and mocked, "I think even Carlos' dog would make a better queen."
"You're not one to talk, you're one of them yourself," Chad Charming came to Audrey's defense.
"Why thanks, captain obvious, I was completely unaware of that." You rolled your eyes at them as you began making your way to where your friends were standing.
As soon as Mal came down from the stage, you and Evie engulfed her in a tight hug.
"Did you guys know?"
Evie just sighed and grinned, "everything."
You shrugged nonchalantly, "helped plan it." You hugged her once more, thrilled to see her so happy, "you're gonna be the best queen that this pretty, preppy people can even imagine."
….
You stood next to Evie's desk, scanning a new book of sketches she had made for Mal's wedding dress and munching on a chocolate chip cookie.
"Who else knows about the crown and the scepter?" asked Evie, with her brows slightly frowned.
"No one. I mean, think about it, people are scared enough as it is. We have to employ these entirely new security measures". Mal spoke with confidence as she explained the situation to both of you.
For one, you couldn't believe that such important objects had been stolen, and you understood the fear of the people, knowing from first-hand experience how dangerous and wicked villains could be. However, you didn't support the Isle's complete isolation, it was unfair to take such measures.
"Will this delay our bringing over more V.K.'s?" Evie asked.
Mal sighed and replied, "We're talking about closing the barrier for good."
You gasped. "What? M, they can't do that."
Automatically, Evie's notebook rested on the table next to you and began pacing.
"Not only will you kill dozens of children's illusions to be here, but we'd never get to see the others again. You said no, right?"
"Y/N is right, you know? Besides, the four of us are living the dream, and we finally get to share that. I mean, what could be more important than that?" Evie had always been the most compassionate out of the five of you, so she was trying to lead Mal into the path that seemed the kindest.
"Yeah. I know. I mean, maybe security or maybe peace of mind for everyone in Auradon. People like Hades, dangerous and cruel, could get out of the Isle at any moment, I truly believe that it's best for us to keep the barrier closed. For the sake of our people".
"Our people? M, look, don't get me wrong; I really admire how you care about everyone's safety here at Auradon," you sat on a spare chair, between your two best friends, eyes pleadingly looking at Mal. "But you can't afford to forget where we all come from. Better than anyone, we know that not everyone there is a criminal; and, even some of those who are, want a chance to prove themselves. There must be something, anything that can be done."
Mal seemed a bit taken aback, both of you could see that she was having a hard time with the current situation so, even if you didn't completely agree with the measures that she was telling you about, you gave her your most sincere smile and all the support that you could muster.
"M, I'm so glad that you're going to be Queen. You will be a part of these conversations, you will stand up for the V.K.s. Thank you for telling us. You're gonna be a great Queen".
Mal seemed gave you a small closed-lip smile, you and Evie stood up and hugged her, and she sighed, calming down a bit.
…
You hummed to yourself as you helped Carlos prepare a picnic basket for Jane's birthday party. Chuckling, while Evie threw different fruits at Jay, you folded everyone's towels and neatly arranged them. When you were about to go upstairs, to get your camera, you heard a faint, "later, suckers!" coming from outside.
You all rushed out and, before you could see anything, Jay exclaimed, "Whoa! You might wanna think of a spell for that."
Turns out, Audrey, who apparently was out and about looking for trouble, not only stole the scepter and the crown, but had also turned Mal into an old lady. Your friends were debating over what to do concerning the Audrey issue, when you chimed in, "The only thing more powerful than the scepter is Hades' ember. We need to go get it."
Carlos countered, "Are you sure? I mean, Y/N, can't you fix it with your magic?"
"Sorry guys, but Hades's our only choice, we need to get the ember."
Jay scoffed, "Yeah, right. We can also invite him over for tea."
Carlos gave him a smack on the back of his head, but didn't support your suggestion either.
"He’s right, Y/I,” Evie spoke up, “ besides, no one knows where his lair is”.
You shared a look with Celia, then shrugged, “I do. Actually, we both do.”
“I'm his errand rat. I've got the key at my dad's.”
“Great, you’re both coming,” announced Mal.
To be honest, you missed the dusty air of the Isle; you'd never been a fan of the Olympus, so when the gods decided to kick you, the goddess of devilry in war, daughter of Ares, out of the place, you didn't even bother argue. You greeted Dr. Facilier, waltzed around his shop for a bit, and then exited with your friends.
"Long time nay see," beamed Harry with a wicked grin. The bikes that had brought you were now occupied by pirates of The Lost Revenge's Crew.
Jay was fuming and it showed, he snarled, "get off my bike, Hook.''
"Catch me if you can, Jay!"
And then, they were gone.
You made a move to follow them, as Jay, Carlos, and Evie already had, but Mal placed a hand on your shoulder. "They got this, the three of us gotta gotta go find the ember." So you made your way to Hades'.
With a sigh, you opened the door to one of the most familiar places in the whole Isle.
"Okay, stay quiet," Celia warned. " It echoes, like, crazy in here."
The three of you walked and you could see Mal's eyes bouncing all around the entrance of the 'New Underworld,' as you liked to call it jokingly. When Mal passed besides Severo' s cage, his three mouths snarled menacingly and he began barking; however, it stopped when you passed by and was replaced by happy panting. You looked at him but decided against greeting the three-headed dog, you'd have time for that later. Your best friend sent you a questioning look and you smiled at her, as if telling her "I'll explain later."
The only way of entering the lair was similar to the entrance of the mines in which dwarfs worked back at Charmington. Multiple rail bikes were stationed on the edge, together with some lantern helmets. Each of you took a helmet and got into a bike, which immediately began taking you to where your mentor and friend lived.
You glanced back at Celia and Mal as you explained, "okay, the plan's simple: you'll approach him and get the ember while Celia and I distract him".
"Okay," "alright then," they both agreed.
Given that the former god was fast asleep, you and Celia stayed at the entrance of the cave, while Mal followed your directions and approached him, to take the ember. You mentally cursed as Hades, still unmoving, inquired, "What are you two doing here?"
"We just thought we'd, uh, say hi," Celia tried. When Hades didn't respond, she continued, "also, we noticed that you're low on… on… canned corn."
Not knowing how to support her weak ass excuse, you limited yourself to greet him with a small wave, to which he responded with a smirk and a nod.
"Hi, Dad". Mal remained behind his couch, bending her knees to face him.
"Quite a show you put on the other day," he claimed.
"Right back at you".
After steering awake, he stood up, more like jumped to his feet, "I was just coming to see you!"
Mal didn't believe him, and didn't bother to pretend. "Really? Wonder why.Is it because I'm gonna be Queen?"
"Ah! Now, Mal, don't be bitter".
"You abandoned me when I was a baby," the fae's voice was full of anger and disgust.
The god rolled his eyes and defended himself, "no. no, I left your mother. She's not the easiest person to get along with".
"You think?"
You scoffed, making your way toward the small storage room where all your witchcraft and sorcery materials were sitting, unused ever since you moved to Auradon. While you gathered your possessions, you didn't pay much attention to their interaction, they deserved privacy.
From where you were, you could hear them sing and fight like they hadn't done in the last sixteen years or so.
"Do you wanna make up for being a lousy dad? - Give me the ember," you heard Mal demand.
Hades smirked, "the ember only works for me." And me, you recalled.
"No. It'll work for me. We're blood."
"You're only half Hades. The ember won't do everything for you that it does for me".
"I'll take my chances." Mal began to walk toward where you were, so you took it as a cue to grab your bag and make your exit.
"If it gets wet, it's game over."
When you left, Hades glanced at the cupboard where you kept some things, noticing that, now, the only thing left was a small piece of burnt paper with the words LONG LIVE THE UNDERWORLD messily scribbled on it. His thunderous laugh was faintly heard back on the surface. 'The place does have on hell of an echo'.
Your eyes seemed to be stuck on Mal as you walked back to the barrier; when she noticed you gave her a smile, but felt a kick in your stomach for not telling her which was your connection to him. You could have told her at the lair, but remained silent, thinking it was better to do so when the tension was less.
Everything was quicker than expected, you got in, got the ember after sort of an awkward greeting, and got out. The only problem that you had was the fact that Gil and Harry had now escaped, unleashing a chain of events that had resulted in the oddest of alliances. Long story short, Uma had been roaming the sea all this time, apparently looking for a hole in the barrier; and, while doing that, she had found all the luxury of life outside the dome of the Isle. So, now Mal had promised to guarantee a future for all VKs and you were working with the sea three.
After arriving at Auradon prep, Mal had lead you to the Castle. You looked for Ben with no success, ending up in a room full of knight armours which, speaking of odd, were now charmed to fight. Thanks Audrey. From there, things had gone messy and both gangs were now singing, dancing and fighting for their lives. You did what you could to cover Mal, who was battling two minion armours at once. You swinged your sword and struck the ones around you, with your eyes focused on the scene surrounding you; they were outnumbering you and your group was cornered into the center of the room. However, you couldn't help but notice that the sea witch had dropped the ember, which Audrey had noticed too.
When one of the knights went for the ember, you slashed his head off and went for it too, beating him to it. You concentrated, closing your eyes and clenching your fist around the ember. The familiar burst of blue sparks began to run through you and your eyes opened, glowing silver as you screamed and lifted your arm, making the knights stand completely still before dropping their swords and falling to pieces.
"Y/N?" Mal winded, her wide eyes calling on to an explanation.
You scratched your neck, trying to force your words out, "it's a long story, M."
She pressed on the topic, "Hades said his ember only worked for him, How..."
The others remained quiet, using the time to catch their breaths and recover from the recent encounter; however, Evie's and Carlos' faces mirrored Mal's.
Hesitantly, you revealed the truth. "You guys know I'm sort of a greek goddess myself?," they nodded.
"I am, or I used to be, the goddess of devilry in war, known for being reckless and destructive. This sparked Hades' interest, so he became my mentor and one of my closest friends. When my dad, Ares, found out, he asked Zeus for my permanent expulsion from the Olympus, so I moved in with Hades. Before everything with Hercules and Megara happened, I was already learning everything about the Underworld. Hades' grew to trust me enough to teach me the magic of death so, as it all happened, I learned to use the ember".
The others looked satisfied with your story, but Mal looked at you with an air of betrayal, "so, you've known him all this time," she concluded.
Again, you sighed, "that's right.'’
This time, it was Carlos who spoke, "why didn't you tell us?"
"I don't know, guess, the way I saw it, you guys would've treated me differently knowing that I'm immortal". Okay, that was only half of the truth, but you couldn't risk it in the middle of such an important mission.
Evie smiled at you and, while hugging you, she assured, "Y/N, We love you, no matter what."
Carlos, Jay, and even Mal were quick to join her, showering you with smiles and words of agreement.
"Uh, guys, sorry to interrupt but we gotta keep going," Gil said, making you end the hug and continue your search for the king.
….
On your way to Audrey's room, Mal approached you.
"So… you and my dad being friends, didn't see that one coming," she chuckled.
You shrugged, kicking the dust beneath you, "he was there for me in hard times, the guy has a better heart than what people give him credit for."
She nodded at your words, "How'd you guys meet?"
"We made quick friends in the Troyan war. I was summoned by the greek soldiers and he was there, personally gathering the souls of the fallen. He said my work was great and I complimented his fiery hair, which, as I came to learn, turns out is one of his softy points."
"The Troyan war? So that's why you didn't even open your greek history book," she concluded, lightening the mood.
Audrey was not in her dorm, but Uma found her diary, so you arrived to the conclusion that she was at Fairy Cottage, a place where she had spent a big part of her childhood. Nevertheless, you had all agreed to meet at Evie's after the two hours had passed, so you headed there instead.
When you made it, you saw the three new Vk's fast asleep on the living room, and Evie's boyfriend, Doug, in the same condition but in her study.
Evie fell to the floor beside him, desperately trying to wake him, but to no avail.
Uma rolled her eyes, "he's spelled, is she not a fast learner?"
"She's emotionally involved, okay?" Mal defended her.
"Well, in that case, she should be able to wake him up. True love's kiss".
The atmosphere in the room got thicker with Uma's suggestion, so Evie asked to be left alone with her sleeping boyfriend. After a song and a true love kiss, not to mention with Doug back on his feet, you decided to take a break and have a snack.
You smiled when Mal apologized to Uma, and placed a hand on hers to show your pride and support. However, happiness and peace of mind didn't last long. With loud thuds, wooden boards began to cover the windows and trapped you inside the house. Mal's eyes glowed green as she tried to break Audrey's jinx, but her magic wasn't powerful enough so she and Uma had to join forces. The boards fell down.
Evie hummed, "You did it! Together! This is what I've been talking about".
"I guess my shell likes you," Uma shrugged, wanting to appear nonchalant. "Why don't you hold on to that?"She handed the ember to Mal, but instead of keeping it, she smiled and handed it to you.
"Actually, I think Y/N should have it. She knows it better than I do," she confided.
You thanked your best friend and put the ember away, proceeding to look out the window.
You caught a breath but, before you said anything, Celia announced, "hey, it's your bae!"
That's all it took for all of you to rush outside, stopping on your tracks when you saw the guys on Evie's front yard. With a smile plastered on your face, you hugged Jay and Carlos, and smiled at the pirates and Ben (who was Busy greeting his queen-to-be).
"I'm so glad you guys are okay," you raved. "All of you," once again, your eyes fell on Gil and Harry.
After reuniting, you had to part ways once more; Jane, Gil, and Doug went to find Fairy godmother, and the rest went looking for Audrey to Fairy Cottage.
….
Frankly, it was quite predictable that Audrey would, yet again, outsmart you; so, when she wasnt in her hideout anymore, you weren't as surprised. To say that going there had been a loss of time would be inaccurate, given that you had witnessed a sort of amusing scene when Ben freed Chad.
You were walking together, abandoning Fairy cottage, when Ben demanded that, someday, he had to hear how Mal and Uma ended up working for a common cause. You shared a look with Evie, and she happily declared, "Actually, Mal promised to let all the kids off the Isle - once this is over".
"Mal?" The king inquired.
The fae sighed defeated, which you didn't understand.
"I have to tell you guys something. Um… I lied to you," she confessed. "No one will be coming off the Isle".
You couldn't help but get angry at her, how could she give you so much hope only to crash it? You knew that if you opened your mouth, you wouldn't be able to control your words so, with your eyes locked in the ground, you stood motionless.
She continued, "the program is shut down. And the barrier… will be closed for good. For Auradon's safety."
Uma spoke up, looking at Mal with a deadly glare. "Hold up. So we're saving your precious people and your behinds for a lie. I knew it was a mistake to trust you. You're always out for yourself".
Harry followed his captain's example, facing Ben.
"And you, King Benny..." he bowed, approaching your friend, "you're probably just gonna throw us all back inside".
It was not the badass pirates who raised their voices in that moment, it was the broken children who had discovered that they had been, in fact, fighting for a heartless lie this whole time.
"You know what? I actually thought you were brave. You're nothing but a chicken." Celia's voice broke when she spoke, sounding so betrayed that it wrecked you. "Too scared to tell me I was never gonna see my dad again".
You went after Celia, throwing the ember at mal with your back facing her. Unnoticed by you, the magical gem had landed on a tiny puddle on the forest floor; but that had been enough to extinguish its light.
"No! No," Mal exclaimed, tears beginning to flood her eyes.
"Regain your might and ignite! Regain your might and ignite!" Despite her desperate tries, the ember did not light back on.
The two pirates left to find their friend, showing no empathy at all and not bothering to look back.
At least now, Mal had the guts to face her friends and apologize. She directed her words at Evie and the others, but wished that you were there too, even if she didn't deserve it at that moment.
"Evie… I'm so sorry. I'm sorry, I just… I thought that... I was afraid to tell you. I thought I was gonna lose my best friend.I… I just lost Y/N! But I had to do something. I had to protect Auradon".
Evie brought herself to ask, "closing the barrier was your idea?"
Mal sobbed, defending herself, "I did it for us. I did it for our life that we have here now."
"For our life? What about the kids that we left behind on that island? The kids that we promised? We were their only hope. I thought you were gonna stand up for the V.K.'s. But instead, you lied to them. And you lied to Jay. And you lied to Carlos. And you lied to Y/N. And you lied to me. We're your family."
"I'm gonna go look for Y/N," whispered Jay, only for Carlos to hear.
When the younger boy nodded, the thief began to run in the direction in which you had previously left. After a few yards, he found you, throwing rocks into a small pond. He kneeled to sit next to you, but with a cloud of pink fog, he turned to rock. That's what let you know that Audrey was near, probably going after Mal, so you jumped to your feet and ran back to your friends. There they were, all of them turned to rock; but Mal was nowhere to be found.
Okay, think, think, she has to be somewhere near. Where would M go? She'd go find Audrey; now, where would Audrey go… The castle!
So, that's where you went and when you arrived, you saw your friend begging the pirate sea witch for her help. You were about to make your presence known, but you were snatched off your feet and hit with something on the back of your head.
You woke up on one of the towers next to Celia, who practically threw herself into your embrace.
"It's gonna be fine," you tried to reassure her.
"No, it's not," scoffed Audrey, grabbing Celia by her forearm and forcing her to stand up. "Now, scream for help," she ordered, "I need Mal up here so I can end her once and for all."
Celia complied. "Help me, Mal!" she screamed.
"Don't listen to her, Mal! Go find the others," you tried to warn her but Audrey put the scepter against Celia's neck; "say another word, and she's done with," she threatened.
"Save your little friend, Mal!"
"Help me, Mal!"
You cheered when you saw Mal approaching in her dragon form, but a glare from Audrey was enough to shut you up.
"Careful not to fry your little V.K. buddy!"
Audrey was distracted by Mal so you took the chance and jumped from the tower, landing on your feet. You ran to Uma and Harry, who were still there, watching the whole thing.
You dusted off your jacket and approached them, "are you guys okay?"
"Yeah, but she doesn't stand a chance without the ember," claimed Uma.
''We're stronger together. We're stronger together!" She tried to use her shell, but it was not working. "I'm right here, Mal! Regain your might and ignite. I'm right here, girl," the ember flickered lit but it didn't last long.
"Let me help, you placed your hand over Uma's, grabbing the shell with her. "We're right here. Regain your might and ignite!"
Your eyes gleamed silver and you beamed, "It worked!"
In that moment, Harry took you by surprise when he hugged you and Uma at the same time, not caring about 'sides'. You hugged the pirates back and grinned.
"Thanks Uma," you smiled, "and I'm sorry for everything".
Even if Mal had already apologized to Uma, you felt the need to do the same because, even if you did everything under your friend's lead, you had still been terrible with her.
"S'alright," she returned the smile, "and I'm glad we did this together."
…
For what seemed to be the thousandth time you closed your eyes and concentrated on the ember, but the result was not different from the previous attempts. You fell back into Ben's arms, panting.
"Sorry, guys, but I'm not powerful enough. The ember's laced to Hades' magic, not mine."
"There must be something that we can do, she's slipping away," Evie insisted.
"As Y/N said, there's only one person in the world who might be able to do something about this, and that's Hades," said Mal.
"Hades? He wouldn't do it. I wouldn't risk it,"Ben tried to reason.
"Actually, he might do it for me. He's my father," Mal revealed.
"I'll send guards to get him,"offered Ben.
"I can go get him," you volunteered, "I know where his lair is."
Ben looked at you questioningly; "he's, uh, an old friend of mine," you wrinkled your nose.
Uma entered the ro
\om, followed by Harry. "Maybe I can hitch a ride. The Isle is my home, someone needs to be there to protect it."
"Well, then, you will need your first mate". You smiled at them, already fond of the pirates.
"The Isle will be in very good hands."
The room fell silent, but Celia broke the ice, "Can I go, too?I wish I could be in both places," she gave Mal a sad smile.
So, it was settled. You were leaving the following day.
….
"I'll be back soon, stay here," you told the guards.
"Good luck, Y/N," Uma placed her hand on your shoulder and you smiled at her.
"Thanks, guys, for everything."
"Nay," shrugged Harry, "no big deal but, seriously, if ya ever visit, come to the ship."
With that, you parted ways. You knew how to get to Hades' by heart, from every part of the Isle; so it took you no time to reach the entrance of his lair.
You let out a breath and went in.
"Look who showed up after the curtain closed, heard you helped Mal beating the witch wannabe," he didn't even have to look your way to know who had traspassed his property; it was enough with the sound of your step.
"I… How did you even hear that?" You tried to avoid the elephant in the room.
Ignoring your question, he continued as he added what you noticed were the final ingredients to one of the potions that he sold at the market. "Congrats, really. Guess I taught you well. Now, let me guess, you came to say a final goodbye now that you're welcomed to join the goodie-two-shoes once again; it was fun having you, Y/N/N."
Now, you straight up scoffed at him, "dude, chill, don't get all cheesy and sad on me. I'm here because I need a favor; actually, Mal needs a favor."
He looked at you and you could see that he was angry, broken, and yet willing to help you out once again, "okay then, little flame, I'm listening.
You looked around the room, then looked at him, "It's Audrey, she's under the sleeping curse."
He crossed his arms over his chest and raised a brow, "so what, didn't you use the ember to wake her?"
"Couldn't do it," you admitted. "Guess I'm not as connected to it anymore."
He scoffed, glaring at you, "Who would've thought, it's been what, four years? Not that I'm keeping record."
Even if his tone was sharp and his eyes seemed hateful, you could read him like an open book; and, to say that it broke you to see him so hurt because of you was quite too little to express what you felt. "Hades, I… I'm sorry."
At this point, your eyes were boring into his pleadingly, but his pride didn't let him forgive you so easily.
"You're sorry?" he exclaimed. "Jeez, little flame, that's a relief! I'm glad a lowlife villain like myself is at least worthy of your apologies!"
For a moment, your sadness and regret were clouded by anger. You were forcing yourself to be brave enough to make amends and here he was, being a complete dick without even listening to you.
Stepping closer to him, with only a few inches between the two of you, you barked, "look, I'm actually trying here. So if you could shove your ego up your ass for a second and listen, that'd be fucking great!"
He smirked, closing the gap even more, "at least you haven't completely lost it yet."
When the steam of the moment dissolved into the air, you stepped back and sat down, using your hand for inviting him to do the same. "Now, the truth is, I did try to call; I tried to reach you the last time I was here, but I… I don't know. I was afraid of losing Mal to you. I was afraid of losing the world outside to you."
He remained silent so you continued, "When I was chosen to go to Auradon, I thought I had lost everything. Then I just met all of this great people and discovered that I'd… I..." you huffed. "Who am I trying to trick. The truth is I was awfully ungrateful with you, and a terrible friend and I'm really sorry."
He quirked a brow.
"Yes, I'm sorry, and as much as you'd like to hear more, that's all that I have to say."
"What were you saying about not getting all sad and cheesy? Oh, right, 'dude chill!' " He mocked you with a high pitched voice, making you smile.
"When do we leave?"
"As soon as possible."
….
When you got to Auradon, the guards told you that the king had sent specific instructions for Hades' stay. You were forced to head back to your place, and he was kept in a small version of the magic dome for the night. Next morning, when you were already back at Audrey's dorm, he was taken there by at least eight guards.
The former god entered the room, his limbs adorned with silver cuffs, and his face sporting a snarl of disgust to which you had become familiar with a long time ago.
Mal walked up to him, closely followed by you.
"Thank you," she said, "for coming."
"Didn't do it just for you," his eyes caught yours.
Ben and Mal shared a confused look, but the king broke it and asked, "can you wake her?'’
"Since when do heroes care about villains?" asked Hades, turning the cards around.
Ben trailed off, "she's..."
The god completed the young king's sentence, "one of your own. Right, When you guys try to destroy the world… it's an error in judgment. But when it's one of us… lock them up and throw away the key."
He scoffed, "right, Beast?"
After having a stare down with the former king, who had imprisoned the god and stripped him off his magic all those years ago, he raised his hands, but the guards restrained him immediately, going full defense.
"Yeah. I'm gonna need to use my hands," he declared.
He extended his hand, silently asking for the ember. Mal handed it to him and this time he was not restrained.
When he grabbed the gem that was rightfully his, his hair lit up.
He smirked, "haven't lost my touch."
The former lord of the dead stepped closer to the bed, he began the countercourse and the room was showered on a blue light, beaming with his power.
Audrey woke up, wishing for it all to be a nightmare. "I'm sorry. I wanted to hurt you both. I wanted to hurt all of you," she sighed.
Mal and Ben approached her bed. "I have owed you an apology for… a very long time now," said Mal, Ben agreed, "and so have I."
Then, Audrey's grandma, whose name you still couldn't recall, apologized to Mal. Just then, Beast motioned the guards to seize Hades, and to take him away once again. How classy, apparently a villain didn't even deserve a thank you.
After the guards exited the room, you followed them into the hallway.
"Wait! Guess I'll see you later," you smiled. "Say hi to Pain and Panic for me."
"They'll be thrilled to hear from you," he tried to smirk back, his expression just as sad as yours. "Thanks for a glimpse of the sun, by the way."
Without thinking twice, you walked up to him and pressed your lips to his, framing his left cheek with your right hand. The kiss wasn't as hungry as you would've expected it to be, but it was eager and full of feelings. It was the perfect way to say I'm gonna miss you.
No word was uttered afterwards. Your foreheads remained against each other for a few seconds, and his blue eyes looked at yours in a way in which they hadn't before, yet he didn't smile. You both stepped back, turned around, he slipped the ember into your hand, and then you left your separate ways. You smiled to yourself and held the familiar gem, feeling its power and warmth curse through you.
Days passed and you couldn't stop thinking about that kiss; you hadn't told anyone and it was eating you alive. So, now that you were at Evie's, wrapped around a blanked by the fire, watching a movie with your two best friends, you were gonna do it. You grabbed the remote and pressed pause, taking a breath and looking at them.
"Guys I need to tell you something. I'm sorry if it upsets you but it's been drowning me for some time now. I, I kissed Hades the day he came here to wake Audrey up."
Evie smiled at you but Mal was frozen in shock, her mouth was agape and her eyes were wide open. She tried to say something but words didn't come out.
You continued, fidgeting with your blanket, "M, I know that things have been quite tense between you but I couldn't lose him; I couldn't let him go back to the Isle without knowing how I felt and, believe me, I've tried to tell you guys before but I was also figuring this whole thing out."
Evie grabbed Mal's hand supportingly, then the fae took a breath and smiled at you. "Thanks for telling me this, Y/I.''
"You guys, you're my best friends. There's no one else I'd trust with this," you smiled at them, glad that they'd had taken it so well.
Mal sighed, "still, I can't reverse my decret to close the barrier Y/N. I'm sorry, you know that no matter what, I'll always be there for you; but I have a kingdom to think of and, even if Hades has helped us out and, even if he's your friend or… whatever he is," she chuckled, both of you joining for a second, "I can't overlook the crimes he's committed."
Your head and your heart were divided. You knew that Mal was speaking as a queen and not as a friend, and were utterly happy that she supported you, even with everything that was going on between her and Hades; but you couldn't stop yourself from being disappointed in the fact that she didn't even consider letting him out of the Isle.
Even so, you gave her a tender smile and hummed, "I know M, and I wouldn't think of asking you to do it for me. I just had to talk this out with you, it didn't feel right to keep it to myself."
"We're happy for you, Y/I," Evie smiled.
"Very," agreed Mal.
…..
Now, a few days later, you were happy again, as happy as you could be with everything that had happened. Standing between Evie and Carlos, you clapped as Ben and Mal appeared on the balcony.
"Lady Mal and I wanna thank you for celebrating our engagement with us today. I couldn't be prouder or happier to call you my Queen." Ben looked at Mal lovingly, and to be honest you felt only a bit jealous of their happiness; but they both deserved it, after going through so much. "So… raise your glasses to our future Queen of Auradon."
"To our Queen of Auradon!”
"To our Queen of Auradon!" you cheered.
"Speech, Your Special-ness," mocked Carlos.
Jay followed, "speech, Your Fancy One."
"Speech, your oh-so-royalness," you winked at her.
She chuckled and smiled apologetically, then she fell serious and the crowd became silent.
She turned toward Ben, "I can't. I can't be Queen of Auradon. I can't turn my back on the Isle."
After you looked at her, nodding in encouragement, she began talking to the people. 'We made a decision… to close the barrier forever; and it was my idea, but it's wrong. I've learned that you can't live in fear because it doesn't actually protect you from anything. You never know where the bad is gonna come from. And you never know where the heroes are gonna come from either."
Carlos grabbed your hand, in assurance.
Mal continued, "Without Uma and her pirates, Auradon would be gone. And without Hades, my father, Audrey would be gone. We are all capable of good and bad, no matter which side of the barrier we come from. And that's why I can't be Queen of just Auradon. I have to be Queen of the Isle, too. And it's time that we take the barrier down forever."
Ben placed a hand on her back, and spoke in her support. "I choose to be a King who moves forward. It's time for forgiveness. It's time for new beginnings. The barrier will come down!"
"Yes!" "Woo!" you and Carlos cheered.
"Bring it down, Mal," and so, the five of you did it together.
After everyone on both sides had processed what had just happened, a sea of villains and vks flooded the bridge and came to Auradon; your eyes surfed the crowd, looking for the face you wanted to see, but he was nowhere in sight. Some of the Auradon kids made their way to the gates, to welcome the newcomers, so you joined your friends at the very front of the bunch.
Everyone was dancing and singing and celebrating, so you let the vibes absorb you. You danced and cheered with the rest, but when the party mood dimmed out a bit, you finally saw the spikes of blue hair that you were looking for moments before. However, you didn't approach Hades, you went straight to Mal.
"He came," you said, anxiety dripping from you.
She smiled at you reassuringly and advised, "Get out there and tell him how you feel; he's a complete idiot not to feel the same."
"M, I can't," you insisted, "what if he doesn't?"
She smirked at you, "as I said, only a complete idiot wouldn't like you back."
You let out a breath, shook your fear out, and looked around to see where he was. Much to your despair, or your relief, he had been standing behind a group of people nearby.
"So, how exactly do you feel?" he smirked. "I think it wasn't clear enough the other day."
"Look, I've liked you for quite sometime now," you confessed. "Maybe a few decades. The kiss the other day, it was just me spilling it all; you don't have to like me back, but I just had to tell you."
" 'Dude, chill! Don't get all cheesy on me'," again, there was his cheap impression of you.
This time, you couldn't help but laugh and roll your eyes at him and, before you could say anything, his hands flew to your waist and his lips were on yours once again. This time, both of you were absorbed by the moment and let the kiss be everything that the first one had not been. He bit your lower lip and granted himself entrance to your mouth, which you accepted happily. You separated to catch your breath and smiled. He looked at you like he had before and avowed, "Nah, I think I don't like you that much, little flame."
Once again, you laughed and punched him playfully, "shut up, really."
"Or what?" he challenged, making you blush.
You recovered quickly, and whispered into his ear, "I guess you'll find out later, maybe at my place."
"Welcome to Auradon, by the way." You kissed his cheek, grabbing his hand and leading him to where Mal and the others were.
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