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Season 1

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Carlos De Vil: 18, Cameron Boyce, 5 ft 1

King Ben Florian:  20, Mitchell Hope, 5 ft 1
Harry Hook:  19, Thomas Doherty, 6 ft 4
Jay, Son of Jafar:  19, Boo Boo Stewart, 6 ft 8

Chad: 19, Jedidiah Goodacre, 5 ft 10
Hendrix, Son of Hercules: 21, Jake Andrich, 7 ft 4
Nashua 'Bastien', Son of Naveen: 21, Rome Flynn, 6 ft 10

Malice 'Mal' Bertha: 19, Dove Cameron, 5 ft 11
Genevieve 'Evie' Grimhilde: 18, Sofia Carson, 5 ft 7
Uma: 18, China Anne McClain, 5 ft 9
Lonnie, Daughter of Mulan: 18, Dianne Doan, 5 ft 11
Audrey Rose: 18, Sarah Jeffery, 5 ft 5
Jane: 18, Brenna D'Amico, 5 ft 1
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January 30th, 2008
11:10 AM

King Beast Castle, Auradon City, Auradon

   Prince Ben was in the west wing of the Castle getting fitted for his 15th birthday party. He didn't know why he had to be dressed so formally. All of his friends would surely make fun of him. Sure, his friends had to dress up because it was a Royal Birthday party, but the Royal Tuxedo was itchy and looked like a cross between a pirate shirt and a pastry.

   "Son," King Adam walked into the room with a fond smile for his eldest son. He looked just as uncomfortable as he did when he turned 15. The high collar of his shirt made his cheeks all red and puffy. Ben inherited his Mother's sensitive skin.

   "Father... must I wear this? This outfit is worse than the commoner's t-shirt I had to wear for that benefit..."

   "I will have you know this is weaved from Gossamer Silk found in the enchanted forest, Sir," a little blue bird huffed at the Prince before 'accidentally' pecking the needle to nip Ben in the hip.

   "Hey! Ouch!"

   "Oops... sorry, sir," the Bird snickered.

   "I'm allergic to Gossamer..." Ben muttered, "I don't know why I have to wear this... all of my friends are going to say I look like a fairy,"

   "And what is wrong with fairies, Mister?" Fairy God Mother walked into the room

   "Not that kind of fairy..." Ben grumbled and witnessed a glance between Fairy Godmother and King Adam. Ben stood straight, trying to show them he was mature enough to be in on whatever that look was about. "Ouch!" Ben squeaked with the Bird pecking him again, "Azure, that hurt..."

   "You all can go on your breaks," King Adam chuckled at the tiny birds and rabbits helping with the Royal Tailor. They all chirped and squeaked happily, scampering off. The King cleared his throat before speaking, "Son, there is a royal tradition for when one of the Princes or Princesses turns 15, you get to declare one royal decree of your choice. You will have to work with it closely. This is your most important task since you will take my seat on the throne when I retire. It will show the Kingdom you are worthy of the ruling,"

   "It can be anything?"

   "Yes, Benjamin, but I need you to sit tight and think about your actions."

   "I have thought about it... I want the Villain Children from the Isle of the Lost to be given a chance," Ben said with his chin up high. Fairy God Mother dropped her wand in surprise. Ben didn't have to think because he had wanted this since he could see from his bedroom window. He had a clear view of the Isle. "May I explain?" He asked, gesturing for them to sit on a bench in the corner of the room.

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August 4th, 2015
7:29 AM

De Vil Manor, Port Goblin, Isle of the Lost

   Carlos had made the most of their little time on the Island. He fixed every broken electronic device he could find. He was trying to finish his chores before his Mother woke up. The last thing he had to do was vacuum. It would have been a problem because his Mother didn't like to hear the noise while she slept. He created a silencer for the vacuum out of old clocks and headphones.

   "Carlos!" He heard his Mom call for him up in her room, "Bring me my breakfast,"

   Carlos sighed silently. He wishes he could move out of his house. He has tried before, but Cruella's henchmen always bring him back. His Mom doesn't even love him. She uses him for free labor. He piled her breakfast on a tray. He had been at the harbor all weekend, stocking up on snails for her. His Mom doesn't like the leftovers of Auradon, so he has to catch fish.

    It had been a little easier this year since Prince Ben had brought a 'Beautification' crew through the Isle, sending plants and seeds with them. The Isle is still disgusting, but at least the De Vil's have fresh fruits and vegetables. They still have a funky taste due to the soil, but they are better than the maggot-infested scrambled eggs and molded toast they used to deal with.

   He hurried as he finished vacuuming, dusting the shelves simultaneously. He rolled up the cord and put it in the closet. Grabbing his book bag and running out of the house quickly before his Mom could give him another task, he slammed the door so she knew he wasn't there anymore. He thought Cruella specifically enrolled him in Dragon Hall to torture him. Serpent Prep was just a few blocks from his house, and Dragon Hall was a 30-minute run.

   Carlos rounded the corner when he felt a hand grip his wrist. Another hand covered his mouth when he was yanked into a dark alley. Carlos tried to think of the threat that had him in their arms; he was best friends with Mal, and no one dared mess with him.

   "What's the hurry, Love?" Harry Hook asked him, giving him a deadly smile. He slowly relaxed.

   "You know the reason," he said, looking down at his feet, "Have you been studying the notes I made?"

   "I have," He smiled as he pushed his fake hook hand against Carlos' chin to look up into his eyes, "I don't know when they will take people off the Isle, but if it should be either of us... I want to say goodbye. Meet me at the harbor at midnight tonight,"

   "O-Okay..." "Harry, I have to go, or I will be late-" Carlos said as Harry attacked him with a kiss, pinning him against the wall. Carlos gulped with his eyes widened. Harry's hand was on his ribcage, and his 'Hook' hand was tickling his neck.

   "Promise me I will see you tonight..."

   "I-I promise,"

   Harry kissed and slapped him on the rear end, telling him to take off. Carlos tried to stop blushing as he made it closer to school. His first class of the day was Remedial Goodness, and for the first time, Carlos was late for school. It was only a minute late, but it was still out of character for him.

   "Sorry I am late, Professor Yen Sid," Carlos said.

   "You are the first one here, Mr. De Vil," he chuckled. Carlos blushed and sat down in his seat.

   Soon after he got situated, Malice, Daughter of Maleficent, came in arm and arm with Genevieve, Daughter of the Evil Queen. Jay, Son of Jaffar, came in after finger-gunning some girls passing him in the hallway. Ten minutes later, Zakary, Son of the Big Bad Wolf, and Valin, Son of Dracula, held hands with Echo, Daughter of the Wicked Witch of the West, and Idalia, Daughter of The Queen of Hearts.

   Yen Sid would wait at least 30 more minutes to start the testing, but he knew four of these eight students would pass with flying colors. They were his best students in Remedial Goodness. No matter which four passed and got out of Auradon, the rest of the students would be discouraged. His best bet would be Carlos.

    He was rooting for the young man... he was too soft for this Isle. He knew how to lay low and stay invisible. He was also a Hell of a sword fighter but didn't have much muscle. He felt bad for the other Villain Kids.

   The program is set up to show the progression of reform in the VKs. The first four VKs to go to Auradon are pressured to live up to; they can't be bad and sent back to the Isle, or they would ruin the program for every other VK waiting their turn. The Prince would grant the 4 top VKs that passed the test each semester.

   "Is everyone ready?" Yen Sid asked, making peace that four students wouldn't be in class after this weekend.
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August 5th, 2015
12:14 AM

Goblin Wharf, Port Goblin, Isle of the Lost

   Carlos began to think that Harry was standing him up, but he saw his silhouette in the street lights. "Hi," he waved when he came out of the shadows. Harry had another greeting in mind. He picked him up in his arms and kissed him passionately.

   "Harry... what if someone sees us?"

   "I don't care," Harry said, kissing him harder and hopping off the dock onto the small bay below it.

   "Harry, I can't swim..."

   "The Tide is low. Relax," Harry said, walking under the dock and slushing in the muddy sand until he got to the dry spot he had set up. He pulled a matchbox from his jacket, lighting 12 little candles he had set up against the concrete wall. He took off his coat, laying it down before laying Carlos on it. There were just about 3 feet of room between the sand where they were laying and the dock boards.

   "I'm scared..."

   "I was for my first time," Harry told him, kissing his neck, "That's why I am trying to make it special for you... I stole these candles from Ursula's Fish and Chips. They have a few shrimp tails but are beautiful, like you?"

   "Um... yeah, y-you have done this before?"

   "Is that a problem?"

   "No..." Carlos lied

   "Don't you want to do this if one of us gets to go to Auradon? We might never see each other again... I love you,"

   "I love you too... it's just. I don't know what I am doing,"

   "That's okay. Imma good teacher, Mate" he smirked as he kissed Carlos' neck and grabbed his collar, stripping off his shirt in only a few seconds. Harry loved taming virgins. He was the first for Mal, Uma, Maddy, Red, Desiree, Yzla, Zevon, and so many more people he doesn't remember the name of. It wasn't much of a secret that Harry used Carlos for his natural goodness. It was just a perk that he was beautiful. 

   Carlos was out of his element but started pulling off Harry's shirt. The Pirate pinned his hands above his head. He continued to undress Carlos and kiss up his neck, then down to suck on his nipples. "Hare... could you please stop holding me down," he said, but it was merely below a whisper. 

   "Sorry," Harry said, finally removing his clothes and sucking on Carlos' jaw. Carlos could slightly see the Pirate's muscular body. Carlos licked his lips and ran his hands down Harry's abs. "You're beautiful," Harry said, setting down his hook. Carlos had never seen Harry set his hook down to enjoy the tight little body in front of him fully. 

   Carlos reached down to fit his hand around the Pirate's cock, biting his lip as he was ready to fit it in his mouth. He knew little about sex from Jay talking about it or his mother's erotic novels. Harry didn't want to waste any time; he planned to get off the Isle, and it wouldn't be from remedial goodness. 

   Harry found his fingers down to Carlos' entrance after he spits on his pink knot. "Fuck, you're tight, mate," Harry bit his lip as he pressed his fingers inside him. Carlos bit his lip and stiffened up as Harry's eyes dilated at the slick contact on his fingers. There weren't many omega's on the Isle, and the ones that are the magic barrier are hindering their assets. Not for Carlos, as it was in his blood; his father was very powerful, and the small magic getting through a hole in a barrier was sent straight to him.

   Carlos let out a grunt, telling Harry he was uncomfortable. The Pirate was being a bit too rough with him. "Arch your back, Babe," Harry slowed down slightly. Even though he had an ulterior motive, he still cared about Carlos' pleasure. Harry started working his hands down his shaft as he watched Carlos' reactions. "Are you ready?" Harry asked, and Carlos widened his eyes

   "S-Shouldn't there be a bit more foreplay? Is it going to hurt?" he asked nervously, "What about the head?" he was trying to stall

   "No... I don't, and I promise I will be slow and gentle." Harry said, lining up his tip with Carlos' pink knot. Carlos closed his eyes in slight pain. His body was already working to fit Harry's size. He let out something between a grunt and moan as Harry covered his mouth for him to be quiet. They could hear walking on the dock above them. Instead of stopping like a promise, Harry was too busy in ecstasy as he slit in and out of Carlos.

   Carlos panted and focused on anything other than the pain, and just as soon as Carlos started to feel good, Harry thrust inside of him one more hard time. "Shit..." Harry bit his lip, unable to hold himself above Carlos as he came. He fell and pinned Carlos to the ground with his body weight.

   'That was quick. We were only here for 5 minutes,' Carlos thought, then his eyes widened. "Hurry, pull out," he hissed.

   "Too late... sorry," Harry panted. They lay there until Harry was done. Carlos was fuming. He didn't want to get an STD. "Um... I need to go home. My dad is probably wondering where I am and will come looking for me soon..." he cleared his throat, got up, put his clothes back on, and set Carlos' clothes on his chest.

   "That's it?" Carlos raised his eyebrow.

   "Sorry, I will get you off next time," He said, slipping his jeans on. He was never much to stay and cuddle after sex.

   "Harry... are you at least going to walk me home?"

   "Um... sorry, I have to go," Harry said, crawling toward the exit. The tide had come in a little bit. He stopped and looked back.

    Carlos was so insulted he could scream, but all he felt like doing was crying. Evie and Mal warned him that Harry would do this to him. He would pull away just as he took his virginity. He hides his face from Harry as he puts on his clothes. He looked to see that Harry was hopping on the dock now. He wiped his eyes and blew out the candles, quickly crawling toward the exit.

   When Carlos was out from under the dock, he could see the tide was quickly coming in. There were no steps for Carlos to use, so he had to jump a couple of times and pull himself up. He struggled for a little, then felt himself being pulled up. He looked up to give Harry hell... but it wasn't Harry.

   "Oh, um... Mr. Wolf, thank you..." Carlos gulped. There was a saying on the Isle. There is no escaping if the Big Bad Wolf sets his eyes on you.

   "What were you doing down there, Carlos?" He asked. Carlos tried not to look into his eyes.

   "I um... I was trying to catch some fish... no luck," he lied, "I have to be home... My Mom will kill me if she finds out I am-"

   "Out getting fucked by Captain Hook's brat?" he said with a deadly snicker.

   Carlos wasn't strong, but he was a fast runner. He had an advantage since the Isle Barrier hindered werewolves from shifting... but Mr. Wolf's pack was with him. He took a shot while Mr. Wolf wasn't in defense and body-slammed all of his weight back into him, trying to knock him off of the dock. Mr. Wolf barely even moved or lost balance. It did distract the Wolves enough for a head start. Harry's house was closer than his own.

   Even though he didn't trust the pirate, he still wouldn't let him alone with the Big Bad Wolf. Carlos didn't pan his surroundings, and The Wolves had a bigger pack than he thought. When Carlos rounded the corner, he flinched as one of the Wolves howled. He was running down the street, and two more wolves ran toward him. He ran down an alley... but it was a dead end. Carlos turned around and saw Mr. Wolf and twelve of his Wolves behind him.

   "Please... don't eat me. I don't have much meat. I am just bony..." Carlos begged

   "We aren't going to eat you," Mr. Wolf smirked while curling his fingers in Carlos' hair.

   "W-What do you want then?" Carlos gulped

   "A way off of this damn Isle," Mr. Wolf said... he had the same idea as Harry. Except he didn't care about consent, he would take it. He pinned Carlos against a brick wall, fisting his hand in his curly black and white hair. Carlos looked at him confused, trying to squirm out of his grasp, turning his head when the huge man started to sniff and lick his face.

   "Please don't..." Carlos whimpered, and then his mouth was covered by a large hairy hand.

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Trigger Warning: Mentioned and Implied Child Abuse, Implied Rape
4:23 AM

De Vil Manor, Port Goblin, Isle of the Lost

   Carlos couldn't believe he was alive... he was running as fast as he could to the last place he thought he would want to be, his own house. He didn't care that he was sobbing or how much running hurt him. He was sure he was black and blue everywhere... 

   By the way, it felt like he ran. He thought his leg might even be injured. Werewolves were rough monsters.

   He ran up the steps to his house and ran inside, leaning against the door when he closed and locked it. He covered his face as he sobbed into his hands. He heard a click of a lamp turning on, peaking through his fingers to see his Mother glaring at him.

   "Where have you been, young man?" she asked. He began to explain, but she held up a hand coldly. "I went in your room for you to wake up and fix me a midnight snack. You weren't there, so I had to do it myself.

   You are so worthless. I have to do everything around here," she scolded him. You know the usual punishment: I expect you to be there when I wake up, or I will lock you in my closet. Is that what you want?"

   Carlos had the worst night of his life... he didn't want to be punished. He didn't want to cram himself in a stinky old dog cage in the backyard. He didn't want to be locked in Cruella's torture chamber of a closet. He unlocked the door behind him as Cruella lifted her eyebrows at him.

   "You are the shittiest Mother ever. I wish you would fall in one of your bear traps as you get one of your coats," Carlos tried to say with as much malice as his Mom, but it sounded weird coming from of his sweet voice.

   He ran out of his house, heading to Mal's house... he knew he was crazy. If he was running to Maleficent's house, it was 45 minutes away from having the insult. He barely got a couple of blocks from his house before he couldn't stand on his feet anymore. He tripped in the middle of the street. He could hear his Mother yelling after him every swear and curse in the dictionary.

   He started to close his eyes in frustration when he saw a Helicopter above him. He couldn't hear it. The only thing he could hear was his Mother... people were starting to look out of their windows. Cruella got inches away from Carlos but saw his curious gaze in the sky.

   Then she looked up as well, confused about the helicopter. People started to come out of their houses. Carlos saw fumes coming out of the helicopter.

   He began to say something, but he started to feel sleepy. He looked around to see others yawning. His Mother fell and started snoring. He held off enough to see a ladder dropping from the helicopter into the barrier.
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August 5th, 2015
8:20 AM

Auradon City Medical, Auradon City, Auradon

   Carlos woke up in an unfamiliar room. Everything was white, gray, and light blue. It looked like a nicer version of one of the hospitals on the Isle of the Lost... he hated the Hospital. He started to panic, and his heart monitor started beeping like crazy, which made Carlos freak out even more. A person in scrubs came in, trying to calm him down.

   He yelped and tried to make a run for it. He didn't know that several IV needles were stuck in his wrist. He gasped in pain when he yanked on them. He almost fainted when he stepped on his foot. Someone else ran into the room and put Carlos into his bed. Pinning him down, they strapped him into the bed for his safety.

   "What's going on in here?" Carlos heard a stern voice and looked into the doorway. It was Prince Ben.

   "He was going insane," The guy who strapped him to the bed said with an unapproving look, "He could have hurt himself or someone else,"

    "Unrestrained him. He is just scared," Prince Ben said.

   "But"

   "That wasn't a request. That was an order," Prince Ben said sternly. Carlos looked at him with his mouth agape, flinching as the Velcro sounded and the guy unstrapped him. The man left the room, muttering, "Nurse, please let us have a moment. I will explain everything to him,"

   "I-I am in Auradon?"

   "Yes, Carlos... you must be confused, and I understand that my father went about getting you guys in a way that I tried to disagree with,"

   "I saw a helicopter letting out gas and dust?"

    "Yes... that was so everyone on the Isle would fall asleep for a little so we could go in and gather you guys safely. We predicted that some of the villains wouldn't take kindly to the four of you leaving and try to intercept,"

   "Thank you. That makes sense. My mom would have done anything to take my place."

   Ben walked over to the side of the bed, "I will recline the bed so you can sit up... okay?" He asked, and Carlos looked at him, confused. He got a remote connection to the hospital bed, and by pushing a button, the bed started to recline. Carlos always wondered what that remote did. They didn't work on the Isle. Like everything else, the hospital had broken beds and equipment.

   "Who are the other VKs?" Carlos asked. He knew it was crazy, but he wanted Harry to be there. They had broken up, but Harry would be the only one from Auradon or the Isle who could comfort him about what happened last night.

   "Malice, Daughter of Maleficent. Jayar, Son of Jafar, Genevieve, Daughter of the Evil Queen, and you," Prince Ben said. Carlos was happy that all of his friends made it... it was weird hearing their full names, though.

   "Are they here too?"

   "No, they are at Auradon Welcome Center. You were the only one in bad condition when we got you... You were extremely dehydrated and malnourished. You're pretty bruised up, too. You sprang your ankle, but it looks like you were running on it, so it is now fractured, and we are waiting for a doctor to set it and put you in a cast."

   "What's a cast?"

   "Don't you have a hospital and doctors on the aisle?"

   "Yeah... but it's only good for if you have the flu or for a storm shelter,"

   "Oh... I see. Well, a cast is used to help broken limbs heal correctly. You should keep it on for at least 6 to 10 weeks." Ben explained

   "Oh, okay..." Carlos sighed, "Don't think I am not grateful to be here... it's just," Carlos lost his words. He looked up to Prince Ben. He had a look on his face he had never seen... concern.

   "You had a rough night last night? Do you want to talk about it?" Prince Ben asked, and Carlos shook his head. "Well, um... Fairy God Mother frowns upon magical healing, but this cream will help the bruising and abrasions heal faster. The Nurses bathed you already, and I put some of this on your face while you were asleep... but you are still a little black and blue. It should've helped with the pain, has it?" He asked softly, touching Carlos' black eye.

   "A little... but it's okay," Carlos blushed, "Thank you, Prince Ben..." Carlos said, opening the jar and scooping up a heap of the cream, but stopped when Ben started to laugh.

   "You only need a dime's worth," Ben said, guiding Carlos' hand to scrape off the excess, "May I?" He asked, and Carlos nodded. Prince Ben gently applied the cream to Carlos' face, careful not to be rough. "Please, call me Ben. We are friends,"

   "Really?"

   "Of Course, I hope all of the VKs see me as a friend," Ben smiled at Carlos. "The Doctor should be here any minute. I will stay here and ensure the nurses treat you fairly... not everyone is thrilled about this program..."

   "Oh, I am sorry,"

   "Don't be. Just give it a little time, and everyone will see that you aren't your parents... by the way, do you know who your father is?" Ben asked, "If you don't mind me asking."

   "My mom never told me. I would have to assume it is either Jasper or Horace," He shrugged, "Why?"

   "When we took your blood, there are traces of you having magic. Is it possible that a witch could be in your bloodline?"

   "I-I don't know?"

   "That's okay. Would you mind if we send your blood out for a DNA test?" He asked

   "Sure..." Carlos said he had always wondered who his father was. "Prince... I mean, Ben, how long will I be in the Hospital?"

   "You should be released tonight. You will be a little loopy from the surgery, but that should wear off. Jayar will be your roommate so he can keep an eye on you."

   "Oh, okay..."

   "Do you get along?"

   "Yeah... it's just, um... complicated," Carlos said bashfully. Ben smiled, thinking he knew what he was talking about. Carlos had the biggest crush on Jay, but the feelings weren't reciprocated as far as he knew.

   "Prince Ben... King Triton is waiting on a conference call with you." A man in a black suit pops his head into the room.

   "Alright, I will be there in a moment," Ben nodded, and the man walked off. "I have to work, but I will be in the building. If you need me, ask one of the nurses, Okay?" Ben asked, and Carlos tried not to be bashful. "Do you have any questions?"

   "Can the others come here?"

   "One of them can. The Hospital has a one-visitor policy... I will send for one of them to wait with you."

   "Can I ask how close another VK was to coming here?"

   "I don't know everyone's scores... but I can look for you. Who are you thinking about?"

   "Harrison Hook, Captain Hook's son,"

   "Does he go to Dragon Hall or Serpent Prep?"

   "Serpent Prep,"

   "I will take a second look... but I don't think anyone at Serpent Prep was even close to passing,"

   "Oh, okay..."

   "Is he your boyfriend?" Ben asked

   "Am I that obvious?"

   "I will take a second look, Buddy..." Ben chuckled, got up, and headed out the door.

   "Is being gay frowned upon in Auradon?" Carlos asked before Ben got to the door.

   "Everyone has their opinions... but you can be whoever you want to be here, Carlos," Ben smiled encouragingly at him before he left. Carlos started to relax when Ben left, but he popped his head back into the room. "Oh, Carlos... I just wanted to warn you. It's set in stone. A press conference and party will welcome you to Auradon in two days. Sorry... I couldn't talk Fairy Godmother out of it," Ben gave him an apologetic look before leaving for good.

   Carlos's mind could have gone anywhere now: Harry, the Big Bad Wolf, his Mother, Jay... but all he could think about was how cute Ben's eyes were.

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Trigger Warning: Mention of Sexual Assault
5:29 PM
   Jay had stared at Carlos since the nurses wheeled him back into the room. He hadn't seen him since the Isle. He didn't know if the lighting in this room was so bright or Auradon was vibrant, but Carlos looked horrible. He looked as pale as a ghost; his lips were deep purple, and his hair was matted from lying down. His hospital gown clung tight to his torso, showing how skinny he was. Carlos always wore baggy clothes, so Jay had never noticed.

   Carlos' eyes fluttered open, and Jay sat up. When he looked over at him, he smiled. "Hey, Jay,"

    "Hi, Carlos..." Jay kneeled beside him so they were at eye level. Carlos raised an eyebrow, confused. "Who did this to you?"

   "N-No one... I tripped,"

   "Don't lie to me, Carlos... we are not on the Isle. You are safe. Please tell me who did this to you. Was it Harry?"

   "No... He wouldn't do this to me,"

   "So someone did do this to you?" Jay asked, and Carlos sighed, closing his eyes. The morphine he was on made him comfortable, the safest he ever felt.

   "Mr. Wolf..." He whispered, and Jay widened his eyes.

   "The Big Bad Wolf did this to you?"

   "And his pack..."

   "How are you not dead?"

   "Th-They weren't after blood or something to eat..." Carlos looked anywhere but into Jay's eyes. Jay was confused by why he said the Big Bad Wolf wasn't known to let a victim live, and they were usually left half-eaten or beaten to a bloody pulp.

   "What did they do to you?" Jay pressed, fisting his hand around the side of the hospital bed.

   "Jay... please don't make me say it," Carlos looked at him. One tear was falling down his face.

   "Did... Did they force you-"

   "Jay... please," Carlos interrupted before he could say it.

   Jay's mouth was agape... he couldn't believe this. Carlos was so petite and fragile. He should have been there to protect him. Harry should have been there to protect him. Carlos looked so broken. He felt so angry that anyone could do this to him. Jay wanted to storm out and return to the Isle to kill everyone involved, but they were given a second chance.

   "Carlos... As long as we are on Auradon, I will protect you with my life..." Jay told him and hugged him. Carlos hugged him back and sobbed. He held his side as he sobbed; it hurt so bad, but he couldn't stop crying. Jay tried to calm him down, remembering what the doctor said, "Careful... one of your ribs is fractured..."

   "So... how is Auradon?" Carlos asked, desperately trying to change the subject. It was successful. Jay talked for hours, telling Carlos everything that had happened since they were awake.
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August 7th, 2015
9:30 AM

Conference Hall, Auradon City, Auradon

   Carlos was just as nervous as the rest of the gang. They had never done a press conference or even been on TV. Evie kept trying to put makeup on everyone, but they kept swatting her away.

   "You'll be crying to me when everyone in Auradon sees your pores," She tisked, sitting back down.

   The press conference started in 30 minutes. Carlos was fidgeting around. He reached under his wheelchair and unfolded his crutches. he began to stand up, but Jay pushed him back into the chair.

   "What do you think you're doing?"

    "I don't want to be in a wheelchair... especially for all of Auradon to see how weak I am,"

   "Carlos, you aren't weak..." Jay told him.

   "Yes, he is..." Mal muttered

   "What was that?" Carlos asked, glaring at Mal. Jay and Evie looked at each other in shock. No one ever stood up to Mal, especially Carlos.

   "Carlos... all I am saying is just think about it," Mal told him, using an intimidation technique she learned from her mother: a staring contest.

   "I said no, Mal," Carlos said with the same danger and edge as Mal had, but it was scarier because he had stayed calm and cool.

   Carlos reacted very strongly to Mal because she wanted to ruin everything. He has this irrational need to prove herself to be as evil as her mother. When the VK program was announced, Maleficent sent the crew to fetch her scepter. Carlos accidentally created an invention that broke a temporary hole in the barrier that let Magic seep into the Isle.

   Maleficent made Mal study and be at the top of the VK program so that she could find a way to break the barrier for good. Mal didn't even want to be on Auradon. Yesterday, the girls visited the boys in their dorm, and Mal filled them in on their plans. Carlos shouted at her and told her to leave the dorm. He never wanted to see Cruella or Mr. Wolf and his Pack again.

   "Some people are better off left on the Isle," Carlos snapped at Mal before he slammed the door in her face. Jay still couldn't believe how upset Carlos had been last night.

   "Hey, Guys, what's going on?" Ben said, coming into the room; he distracted Mal when he came in, and she broke eye contact, "Are you guys ready? There are 30 more minutes until you guys go on,"

   "We are good, Prince Ben," Evie giggled and flirtatiously twirled her hair. Does my makeup look good for the camera?"

   "You look beautiful..." He smiled, then looked to Carlos and Jay, "Oh, um, I mean beautiful and handsome," he blushed and laughed nervously, pocketing his hands. He knit his eyebrows together and pointed to the crutches, "Carlos, you aren't supposed to use those for a couple of weeks while your rib heals,"

   "That's what I am trying to tell him," Jay smirked at Carlos, folding them and putting them back in the bottom of his wheelchair.

   "Carlos, may I have a word with you?" He asked, and Jay gave him a suspicious look, "Do you guys mind?" Ben asked politely, seeing everyone's curiosity.

   "What do you need?" Jay asked. Carlos blushed. Ever since the hospital, Jay has been protective of Carlos. He even almost fought with a rough nurse as they discharged him.

   "It is just some medical results."

   "It's okay, Jay," Carlos said, nodding to him and Ben. He followed Ben out of the room and into the hallway.

   "Have you been eating and drinking?" Ben asked, worried about his health. He looked a thousand times better than when he first got to Auradon. He would have to eat healthily and drink lots of water and fluids to gain weight. He was severely dehydrated and underweight. Carlos is 5 foot 2. A healthy weight for Carlos' size is 104 – 131 pounds. His weigh-in two days ago was 73 pounds.

   "Yes, thank you for getting me all those deliveries... my favorite was the Snow Crab from the Ocean Bistro," Carlos told him.

   "That's my favorite too," Ben chuckled, "Um... so, I have some heavy news... do you want me to tell you to know or after the conference,"

   "Is it life-threatening?" He asked, and Ben shook his head, "Tell me after the conference," Carlos decided.

   "Okay, then that's all I need to tell you. Then some of the Press will interview you all for at least an hour. Just meet me back in this room, and I will finish, okay?" He asked, and then they walked back into the room. 

   "Okay, everyone, whenever the Press Conference is over, you will be taken to the Auradon Tailors to be fitted for outfits for your Welcome Party tonight," Ben said. The only one excited about that was Evie. She had a few sketches of what she wanted to wear. Besides tonight, you guys will be free to do anything until classes start in two weeks.

   "Do we have to go to classes? I wanted to take a year off before college," Evie asked.

   "Yeah, School isn't my thing," Mal fist-bumped Evie.

   "Yes, you guys have to go to at least one Semester, but that is only three months." Ben chuckled, "Auradon Academy is the top college in all of Auradon, plus you guys have to take a few more classes that the Isle didn't have to get a diploma, but I worked it out with admission for you to take them with the rest of your course."

   "Lame," Jay yawned.

   "Hey, C'mon, College isn't all that bad," Ben said, stopping to think, "A buddy and I are throwing a party a couple of days before classes start. You guys should come."

   "A Party? Do Auradon Kids know how to throw down?" Mal said, intrigued.

   "We sure do... keep it down low it. There will be alcohol there," Ben said, fingering his lips.

   "Hmm, We might be underestimating the Princes and Princesses of Auradon," Jay smirked, dreaming of all the girls he could get within one night. His record was four.
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One Hour Later
10:23 AM

Conference Hall, Auradon City, Auradon

   The press conference went perfectly, for Carlos at least. Ben stalled the presses as long as he could while discussing the VK Program and its future. Most reporters were more interested in Mal and Evie because their mothers were wicked sorcerers. Carlos could see right through Mal's apologies and tears for what her Mother put the kingdom, but the Press was eating it up.

   Carlos answered a few questions about the Isle, making excuses for why he was so banged up by saying he was clumsy. He kept looking at the clock. Ben said it would be over at 10:45... they were so close, and Carlos didn't have to answer any questions. That was about to change. Carlos didn't know what was coming for him.

   The reporters asking questions gathered their things and stepped off the podium for the next reporter to take their place. Evie tried not to be starstruck—it was Snow White herself. Her Mother had always told her how ugly she was, but she was stunning. Evie then gulped, relieved that Snow White was probably about to tear into her, but everyone was confused when she turned to Carlos.

   "Carlos De Vil... Is it? You are Cruella's Son, right?" She asked him, and he nodded, "Who is your father? Why don't you have his surname?"

   "Um... I don't know who my father is," Carlos said, taken aback by Snow White's harsh, questioning tone. She was supposed to be the fairest of them all. Right now, she sounded like she was an attorney or crime reporter. Did she do every interview like this?

   "But if anyone hasn't noticed yet, our parents were all vain enough to name us after themselves... so I would think if my mother did know who my father was, then I would still have her surname," Carlos explained, and it got a few laughs throughout the room. Snow White continued to be stone-cold. She wasn't happy about the VKs being here and would ensure everyone knew why.

   "What would you say to me if I said VKs couldn't be trusted and that they were liars?"

   "Don't you think that is a little out of line, Mrs. White?" Ben asked.

   "Can he answer my question?" She asked. The room was silent.

   "Everyone is entitled to their opinions... but many people, VKs or not, cannot trust and lie occasionally."

   "Do you ever lie?" She asks

   "Sure I do... can anyone say they don't lie even a little?" He said this wasn't going the way Snow wanted. Carlos was so charming.

   "Do you think the Isle Barrier should be taken down for good?"

   "Um..." Carlos tried to think before answering because this was a hot topic, so he repeated what he told Mal. "I think some people are better off left on the Isle,"

   "Does that include Harry Hook, the son of Captain Hook?" Snow asked, and Carlos widened his eyes.

   "If he passed his exam and deserved to be here... then yes,"

   "Did you know he was one of the lowest scores on the Isle?" She asked, "How could you date someone who scored that badly?"

   Carlos didn't know what to say. He would get in trouble if he admitted he gave Harry notes because that was against the rules. "I am not Harry's Keeper... we are broken up," Carlos said over some mutters in the room he couldn't understand. Some reporters started fixating their cameras on him, and others took flash pictures of him.

   "What is your source, Mrs. White... that is classified," Ben said, fisting his hand under the table so the cameras couldn't pick it up. The VKs were speechless, looking at the three people who were the center of focus.

   "I'm sorry to hear that... why did you break up?"

   "It made sense if one of us made it to the isle for us to see other people..." Carlos tried his best not to panic or lose control and yell at Snow.

   "What are some of your relationships on the Isle... Sources tell me that you were seen with The Big Bad Wolf the last night you were on the Isle," Snow asked.

   "That's enough questions," Jay interjected, and everyone was hyper-focused on this subject. Why was it so secretive?

   "I will ask one more time: who is your source?" Ben said sternly.

   "Were you sleeping with Mr. Wolf? Is that why Harry Hook broke up with you," Snow said.

   "I said that was enough," Jay snapped, and Evie put a hand on his shoulder for him to calm down. Mal looked at them, confused. Even she was afraid of the Big Bad Wolf.

   "Why else would Mr. Wolf let you live? He has never left one victim with their lives left," Snow pressed, "Did you have a deal with Mr. Wolf? Were you sleeping with him for protection on the Isle, and Harry Hook was your boy toy?" She sounded evil to Carlos... the room was silent and frozen in his perspective even though chaos threatened the room.

   "Ben, tell her to stop," Jay almost growled. Ben snapped for the guards to escort Snow White out of the room.

   "Why won't you answer the question? You are a liar! You are lying about your parents too! Cruella isn't your Mother!"

   "Snow White, that is enough! You are not allowed to ask questions from Classified Documents," Ben snapped, "Who is your source!" he demanded

   "His real parents are Mother Gothel and Dr. Facilier! Witch Blood runs in his veins! He will release the Big Bad Wolf and the other villains, and they will take over Auradon!" Snow shouted before the guards got to her. Carlos lost his cool.

   "Harry broke up with me after I lost my virginity to him the last night I was on the Isle, he left me alone, and the Big Bad Wolf and his pack raped me... he raped me!" Carlos cried, and everyone in the room was frozen, even the guards escorting Snow White out of the room. She looked at him with shock. She was so embarrassed. "All I know is that Cruella is my Mother. She is!" He looked at Ben, and he looked at him with sympathy.

   "Carlos... it is okay," Jay held his hand. Mal and Evie looked at him with frozen faces. They had no idea what happened to Carlos on the last day on the Isle.

   Carlos tried to put the microphone on the stand, but it slipped out of his hand and landed on the floor with ear-aching feedback in the speakers. He couldn't control his sobs from his sadness and embarrassment. His broken rib only made it worse. He tried to wheel away from the table, but his rib hurting made his strokes uneven, and he toppled his chair off the edge of the stage. He heard shouts and screams of concern as he blacked out.
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2 Hours Later

Auradon City Medical, Auradon City, Auradon

   Carlos woke up in the hospital. He looked over into the corner and saw Ben with his eyes closed. He didn't freak out this time.

   "Ben?" Carlos asked, and he shot up in his seat, then kneeled beside the bed and held one of Carlos' hands in both hands.

   "Carlos... I am so sorry. I had no idea it would go that way," Ben pleaded, his eyes welling up with tears.

   "It's okay..."

   "No, it is not okay. None of it is okay," Ben said on the eve of a panic attack. I'm going to send Royal Guards to the Isle and find all of the Big Bad Wolf's pack and put them in solitary confinement. I had no idea just how bad life was on the Isle.

   I vow to protect you and all of the Isle of the Lost... okay? You will have to tell me everything that happened, and if anything else like this has happened to you or anyone on the Isle, I can prevent this from ever happening again," Ben said, barely keeping it together. Carlos places his hands over Ben's, now trying to get him to calm down.

   "Okay... Ben, calm down," Carlos said softly, and Ben nodded, closing his eyes and counting to ten, "Tell me why I am in the hospital," He asked. He surprised even himself with how calm he was.

   "You rolled off the stage... we brought you here to ensure you didn't break any other bones. Thankfully, you didn't... and your bones heal faster than normal."

   "Why is that?"

   "I should have told you before the conference... Mother Gothel and Dr. Facilier are your real birth parents. Cruella must have illegally adopted you and faked her pregnancy."

   "So... I do have Magic running through my veins? Is that why I am healing faster than normal?"

   "Yes, it is. Fairy God Mother is going to transfer you to Alchemy and Sorcery 101 while VKs take it. She is also putting you in an extra credit class called Witchcraft and Magical Talents,"

   "Isn't Witchcraft frowned upon?"

   "Magic is, but you have to learn how to use it. Voodoo is a magic that is banned due to its darkness, though... Fairy Godmother will talk to you about that, too. She is a bit wordy," He warned, and Carlos nodded. Ben sighed and looked at his hands, still in Carlos's hand; Carlos began to pull away and blush, but Ben placed his hands around him. "We were able to cut off the broadcast before everything went chaotic... but a lot of the reporters were live-streaming the entire Press Conference... it is trending on social media,"

   "So, there are pictures of me having a panic attack?"

   "Yeah... I'm sorry," Ben told him. He didn't know how to comfort him or make him feel better. "When I was eleven, the paparazzi took pictures when I peed my pants..." Ben offered. The room was silent for a second. Then it was filled with Carlos laughing. "They called me Prince Piss-Pants for years..." He said, and Carlos held his ribs, laughing so hard it was silent.

   "Quit it. It hurts,"

   "Oh, Shit... I am so sorry," Ben said, worried.

   "It's okay. I needed a laugh... can I see?"

   "See what?"

   "See the... Social Media?"

   "Oh, Carlos... I don't know about that,"

   "Please... I need to see it," Carlos said, and Ben couldn't resist his doe eyes.

   He pulled out his phone and pulled up Tweeter. Carlos didn't know what he saw mostly, but there were hashtags on the phone's left side, and they all involved him. #JusticeForCarlos, #CarlosDeVil, #SnowWhiteIsCanceled, #IsleOfTheLost, #WhoIsTheSilmiestOfThemAll, #PoorCarlos, #MeToo, #VKPressConference, #SnowWhite, #CarlosGothel-Facilier.

   Carlos clicked on #VKPressConference. It was a mistake. The top post had the worst picture of him sobbing, and his eyes started to well up with tears. It started because he was embarrassed, but the positive Tweets made him cry as he scrolled down.

   "H-How did Snow White know everything?" Carlos covered his face. He was being hit with so many emotions at once.

   "She has some contacts at the lab we sent your DNA to... we don't know how she contacted the Isle. It was a little too quick for the letters to be exchanged." Ben told him he felt so bad. Carlos hugged Ben and cried on his shoulder. Ben hugged him and let him cry until they heard someone clear their throat.

   "It's my turn..." Jay said, standing in the doorway. Ben smiled at him, glad that Carlos had someone that cared so much about him. It was hell trying to get Jay to wait in the waiting room and let Ben have a turn watching over Carlos while he woke up. He had only been in the room for fifteen minutes. Carlos wiped his tears away with his forearm as Ben stood up.

   "You should be discharged soon... you two relax tonight. I have to make some calls to reschedule the Welcome Party,"

   "Don't..." Carlos said, and the two guys looked confused, "Don't cancel the party. I am sure a lot of work has been put into it... it is only a couple of hours long. Let us get it over with."

   "Are you sure?" They asked at the same time.'
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9:01 PM

King Beast Royal Ballroom, Auradon City, Auradon

   Carlos had met so many people today that his hand was beginning to hurt. Can you break a handshaking other people's hand? Many people tried to dodge the topic of what happened this morning. Other people told him how brave and sorry they were. Others shit-talked Snow White in front of him. Jay never left his side... Carlos didn't mind, though. Jay looked so adorable in a tux. His muscles bulged almost as if he were making a sudden movement, and his shirt sleeves would pop.

   He hadn't seen Ben or Mal for the entire party. At least Evie came to him to hug him and hung out for a little. Hopefully, if Carlos stayed for 30 more minutes, he could duck out and pass it off as tired and falling asleep.

   Ben walked up to them, holding a girl's hand, and his parents were behind him... the King and Queen. Carlos was starstruck by the King and Queen. He didn't even notice the girl tackling him into a hug.

   "Oh, Carlos! You are so brave! And strong! And Cute!" She said, and Carlos widened his eyes. Ben chuckled and patted her on the back. "We are going to be the best of friends. I promise you, Carlos! We can talk about makeup and dresses and boys!" She squealed happily; Jay tried to hold his laughter. Carlos hated doing all that stuff.

   "Oh, fun," Carlos smiled. He was too nice to do anything else.

   "Carlos, Jay, this is my girlfriend, Audrey Rose," He explained.

   "Princess Audrey Rose," She smiled, "Isn't that right, Benny Boo? We are engaged to be engaged," She smiled, and Carlos raised his eyebrow, confused.

   "In tenth grade, there was a Royal Cotilion; whoever you ask is promising you to be engaged in the future," he explained. "Also, these are my Parents, King Adam and Queen Belle," He said, standing up formally. Surprisingly, Jay stood up straight and saluted him.

   "Oh, Please, Jayar, this is a Royal Party. Enough with the formality," King Adam chuckled, loving every second. Jay made a good impression. "Carlos, how is your ankle?" King Adam asked him. Queen Belle wrapped her arm tightly around the King and gave Carlos the most heartbreakingly sympathetic look. "How are you doing?"

   "With all due respect, Sir... I am tired of people asking me how I am today," Carlos sighed, and then he gulped, "Uh shit... shoot! I am sorry, King Beast... I mean King Adam!" He rambled as the King rumbled with laughter.

   "Attaboy, don't ever feel sorry for expressing your feelings," King Adam chuckled, and Carlos was relieved, "King Beast?"

   "That's what we called you on the Isle..." Jay said that when Carlos had a frog in his throat,

   "Ah, I see. Queen Belle and I have to see a few people before we leave. It was nice meeting you two. I hope you find a home in Auradon." King Adam smiled and patted Carlos on the back, "We will look into punishment for that Wolf... okay?" King Adam told him, and Carlos nodded.

   "Thank you," Carlos whispered.

   "I'm afraid I have to make rounds as well... have you been out to the balcony yet?" Ben asked.

   "It has the most wonderful look over Auradon," Audrey told them.

   "We will wheel on out there then." Jay smiled at them as they said their goodbyes.

   "They are nice..." Carlos said.

   "Yeah... too nice, I don't believe it," Jay muttered. Carlos had to agree. Nobody, even AKs, was sweet and syrupy like everyone they had met. Snow White had proved that.

(Trigger Warning: Brief Graphic Violence)
   As they made their way out to the balcony, they noticed everyone was silent and looking in one direction: the Isle of the Lost. Jay wheeled Carlos to the only two girls with natural Purple and Blue Hair, curious to see what was happening.

   "Hey, Guys, What's going on?" Carlos asked, and Evie looked back at him with a worried look. Even Mal had the same concern in her eyes.

   "Um... maybe we should go back inside," Mal said.

   "Why?" Jay asked, and the two girls glared at him. Carlos didn't know what was happening but wanted to know if it involved him.

   He looked closer at the people. Have some of them had binoculars, all looking in the same spot where the invisible bridge met the Isle? Was someone trying to escape? He looked to his side, seeing a pair of binoculars sitting on the ledge. He picked them up and looked through them.

   "Carlos! No..." He heard Ben shout to him as he ran out towards them. Mal and Evie tried to take the Binoculars from him, but it was too late. He had seen what everyone was looking at. People on the Isle had all gathered around the entrance... Mr. Wolf, with a tied rope around both arms and a dozen people, were pulling each end, going opposite ways... he was bloody and screaming in pain. He saw that he had been the last one. Twelve bodies were lying below him, lifeless.

   "Shit... d-did you know about this?" Carlos quickly let Mal and Evie take the Binoculars away from him.

   "Of course not... I just heard about it. I ran to warn you," Ben sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose..." He said, and Carlos looked back to the Isle. Vans were going down the bridge of the Isle, reporter vans. "I think they are trying to avenge you..." Ben told him.

   "Why would they do that... I don't want this..." Carlos told him.

   "I know, I just... Jay, take him back to your dorm," Ben pet circles on Carlos' back soothingly, "You girls go with him... I'm sorry this is happening. I will deal with it,"

   "Just make sure the children there are safe..." Evie told Ben, and he nodded in agreement. They could hear a helicopter flying over them as they returned to the building. All eyes were on them.

   "I still want to go back there, Mal..." Carlos muttered. Mal opened her mouth, but the others looked at her and told her not to reply.

   "Carlos... I love you," she told him. It was so quiet and out of character that they all stopped to look back at her. Mal never said the words, love. "I love all of you... I want my mom's love too..." she spoke. Jay and Evie looked to Carlos for a response.

   "I love you too, Mal... we will talk about it later," Carlos leaned his arm on his wheelchair, exhausted... when would there be a normal day on Auradon?
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August 29th, 2015
8:29 PM
   Carlos' rib had healed, and he ditched the cast and upgraded to a boot. His ankle was partially recovered. Evie was over at the boy's dorm room, braiding Jay's hair in Dutch braids. He wanted his hair out of his face for all the upside-down chugs he would do tonight. He wanted to show the AKs how it was done on the Isle.

   Carlos was almost positive that his blood test came back with false results... Poliosis is a rare disease. It isn't fatal; it only affects the melatonin in parts of your hair, and Cruella is the only person Carlos knows with it. His hair benefited from the new shampoo and minerals his body was taking in. he began to like his condition.

   Unfortunately, half of his hair was white like Cruella, but at least it was on the other side, so he wasn't a spitting image. The right side of his hair was white, his left eyebrow was completely white, and both sides of his eyelashes had identical splotches of white and black.

   Carlos was trying his best to maintain a healthy weight. ever since being in Auradon, getting nutritious food hasn't been that hard. He learned that he was blessed/cursed with a high metabolism. Everyone in Auradon was beautiful. He hadn't met one percent with a body fat percentage above 10%. It's good if you are trying to keep weight off of yourself, but not when you are trying to fit in with Princes and Princesses around you.

   Carlos wore a white baseball shirt with black lace sleeves and black leather shorts. It was the perfect mixture of masculine and feminine styles that Carlos liked. Carlos thought as he looked in the mirror that he liked what he saw. He was still underweight, had gained 25 pounds since being in Auradon, and didn't look emaciated like when he arrived.

   Evie, Mal, and Jay helped him decorate his boot with a crimson marker and glitter. He was stuck with it for another two weeks. He never knew what to do with his hair on the aisle, but he put several products Evie put in their bathroom and looked like another person. His hair had some height to it. There were tendrils of curls pointing in every direction. He messed it up and patted some of it to tame it before walking back into the bedroom.

   "Don't you look adorable?" Evie smiled while Carlos limped out of the bathroom. She was just getting done with Jay's hair. Evie wore a cerulean romper with white embroidered flowers. Jay wore school sweats. "Are you dressing up for Benny Boo?" Evie asked. Jay huffed disapprovingly, looking at his phone. Carlos rolled his eyes, annoyed with Jay. he gave Carlos many mixed signals.

   "He has a fiancé..."

   "Technically, she is his girlfriend until he proposes," She told him.

   "Well... no, I don't like him anyway,"

   "Yeah, right, you give him Bambi eyes every time he comes around," Evie said, mimicking Carlos' doe eyes. They were distracted when the door opened, and Mal came through.

   "What?" She demanded.

   "You look super slutty" Evie purred.

   "Hot," Jay agreed.

   "Like a Princess," Carlos smiled, and they gave him a look.

   "Yeah, if it was, she was Princess of Deepthroatington," Jay laughed, holding up his hand to high-five Evie, but she shook her head disapprovingly at that stupid joke.

   Mal ignored them, rolling her eyes and flopping down on Jay's bed. She wore a shoulderless purple crop top and light blue distressed skinny jeans. Evie couldn't believe it. She was wearing makeup without Evie pinning her down and applying it. "Are we ready to go?" she said impatiently, picking at her fingernails.

   "Yes... I need to reapply my blush," Evie said.

   Mal groaned, looking over to Carlos. She wanted to share annoyance with someone who had taken so long for Evie. Instead, she got an evil look, "Ooh... Don't we look spiffy for Benny Boo,".

   "Why do you guys keep calling him that," Carlos plopped down on Jay's bed beside Mal.

   "Carlos, Hair!" Evie scolded, reminding Carlos not to mess up his hair. It was perfect.

   Jay sat crisscrossed at the top of the bed. Auradon Academy beds were so big that six people could comfortably fit. The dormitory room was almost as big as Maleficent's throne room. It was bigger than all of their bedrooms on the Isle combined.

   "Aw... Poor Carlos is lovestruck," Mal teased, and Carlos growled under his breath.

   Ben had one of his security guards wait on the VKs to escort them to the party. The rest of the VKs rushed Evie to hurry up so they could get there before it ended. Everyone was supposed to be fashionably late on the Isle, but it's different here. All the good food was gone if they were late to a get-together or an open house for one of their classes. Mal loved the Wicked Apple wine on the Isle. She could only imagine how good it was here, fresh and not flat.

   Two men were in black suits. One was bald, and the other had bright red hair. They were always with Ben. Carlos sometimes tried to strike up a conversation with them, but he never got so much as a name. The Bald One's name was Bailey, and the Red-Haired One's was Aenon.

   When they were alone, Ben told Carlos that Aenon was Ariel and Eric's firstborn. Carlos wondered why Aenon was so stoic. He had met Ariel and Eric, and they were so sweet and nice. Why would Aenon choose to live on land and be someone's assistant? Ariel gave him a shell necklace welcoming him into the castle, and Eric gave him a nice tour and a description of their underwater court.

   They opened the doors for the VKs before getting in the front seat of the SUV. Carlos looked out to the ocean. It was even more beautiful at night. Carlos could see some whales breaching in the moon's reflection on the water's surface. Carlos pressed his face against the window to get a better look. He could see Merfolk jumping out of the water around the Whales.

   "You print up the windows. You better clean it," Bailey snapped when he looked back into the rearview window.

   "Oh... sorry, sir," Carlos said, grabbing his shirt and smudging the prints on the window. He gulped and looked back at Bailey, smoking. He looked at Aenon when he was chuckling. Carlos raised his eyebrow.

   "Bail here gets his panties in a twist. If anyone smudges his car, don't worry about it, Carlos," Aenon said. He was lighter tonight because Ben had granted Bailey and him time off.

   "Oh... okay," Carlos forced on a smile.

   "What are they doing?" Mal asked. Carlos looked at his friends, seeing that they were looking at the Merfolk and the Whales. She almost hadn't disguised her intrigue with carelessness, "I bet those Whales stink,"

   "They are farmers. They try to round them back to their enclosure."

   "They are farm animals. What do they harvest them for? Blubber?" Carlos asked.

   "Watch out, Evie, you have enough fat in your ass to be mistaken for a whale," Mal nudged her teasingly. it didn't get a verbal response, just a glare.

"Some whales are used for fat and as a lard for cooking, but mostly they are farmed for Ambergris. If one piece of Ambergris weighs 50 pounds, the Merfolk in their village can live on that money for years."

   "They look like they are having fun. Is it fun to swim?" Carlos asked, trying not to be rude by asking why he was working a land job.

  "It is fun. For the next couple of months, my friends and I will swim along the coast of Auradon." Aenon smiled excitedly, "I am leaving my most trusted colleague in my place. As much as I miss the ocean, I need to protect it. That starts by protecting the future King of Auradon,"

   "Is the ocean in trouble?"

   "That is classified," Bailey stated in a harsh tone. Aenon gave Carlos a sympathetic smile.

   "Does it get old being a bodyguard?" Jay asked, intrigued.

   "I am not a bodyguard, I am the Prince's Consort,"

   "Consort? Doesn't that mean you're married to the Prince?" Evie asked.

   "It does, but I also can mean companionship or partner. Ben and I share his technical job as Prince."

   "But Ben takes all the credit?" Mal asked, trying to start a little chaos. She loved tricking people into hating each other.

   "Yes, but he does most of the work to earn credit. I will protect him until he takes over the kingdom. Then I will become his Squire, and he will be the only one to make the discussions. My family has been serving the royal family for years."

   "Squire... wouldn't that make you a knight?" Jay asked, and Aenon nodded.

   "I went through training when I was 16," he explained.

   "How do you enlist?" Jay asked.

   "Jay... we are supposed to go to classes next week..." Being a knight is an extremely dangerous job. Carlos raised his eyebrows, "I haven't heard you talking about becoming a knight," he asked, trying to hide his fear with confusion. Even though all the Villains were on the Isle, there were still bad guys out there being sent to the Isle.

   "I dunno..." Jay shrugged, looking out of the window and not into Carlos' eyes. He had been thinking about this ever since Carlos was in the hospital: He would make his vow to protect Carlos officially and publicly claim his loyalty to Carlos by swearing to him to be his consort. Jay hadn't thought of that last part until Aenon had explained his position to them, but his mind was set.

   "I will have a flyer slid under your dorm door before I leave," Aenon smiled encouragingly at Jay.

   Carlos began to say something in protest, but he saw Mal's sad face. He followed her gaze to the Isle, and his face fell to. Auradon's solution to what happened a couple of weeks ago with the Big Bad Wolf and his pack was to separate all the Adults and the Kids.

   They built a barrier in the middle of the Island and sat the Children on one side and the Villains on the other. They thought this was no way to deal with the problem—they should have let all of the VKs off the Island. Ben wasn't fully in charge yet, but this was the best he could do, and his father took over. Ben sent volunteers and social workers to care for the children and add education and better housing, food, and shelter.

   "We will save them..." Carlos whispered to Mal, putting a hand on her knee. She popped out of her thoughts and looked at Carlos, then looked away, shrugging him off.
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August 29th, 2015
9:09 PM
   Mal thought it would be lame if there were security at the party, but that was quickly answered when Bailey drove the van away when everyone got out of the car. They followed a path, and as they walked further, the music grew louder. This place was beautiful.

   It was Ben's Lake Cabin... well, the cabin was more of an understatement. Most people other than royalty would call it a woodland mansion. Nothing with 40 bedrooms and 12 bathrooms can be called a cabin.

   The cabin was made of Sapphire Trees; the bark is a sapphire color, and the wood is more teal. They grow in caves and are rarely found on mining excursions. His parents had it built for him when he turned 18.

   "Carlos!" Ben exclaimed when he looked at the VKs walking to the house. About 100 other party guests were the quaintest parted they had been to since being on Auradon. "Jay! Mal! Evie!" Ben said, running to them. They were still far away, so the guys started teasing Carlos.

   "Did you notice how he just corrected himself?" Evie nudged Carlos.

   "Yeah, looks like Benny Boo returns your feelings," Mal teased. Carlos faked a hurt expression, "Oh nut up, your rib is healed," Mal chuckled, and Jay high-fived her.

   "He does that to me when he wants me to fetch him food," Jay snickered.

   "Hey guys, I wish you texted me that you were on your way so I could have led you here," Ben told them.

   "We have a good sense of direction," Mal smugly looked at him.

   "Of course, you guys do," he said, clapping his hands together. Well, there are coolers everywhere, a wine bar in the first-floor kitchen, and a mixed drink bar by the dock on the lake." Ben pointed out the dock.

   The enchanted lake was beautiful at night, illuminating light blue. Princes and princesses were swimming in the lake. Some were frolicking under the waterfall, and others were on floats. "There are some extra bathing suits in the cabin if you want to swim. If you don't, you can dance in the backyard. There is also a game room on the third floor," Ben explained.

   "I don't need a suit," Jay smirked, stripping down his briefs, tossing his clothes to Carlos, and running off to swim in the lake. He was the only one who knew how to swim.

   "Um... I think I will go dance," Evie said, avoiding explaining how she didn't know how to swim.

   "I will grab a glass of wine... terrorize some princesses," Mal muttered, mad at Evie for quickly ditching her.

   Carlos lined his lips together, annoyed with them. It was probably a plan with Mal and Evie to leave him alone. "Hey..." Carlos said awkwardly, "This place is really pretty..."

   "Thank You," Ben said, chuckling nervously, "I wanted you to come out and see it. You have to swim in the lake. The water will help you heal quicker... it also makes your skin soft,"

   Carlos quickly shook his head and tried to change the subject. "Where is Audrey?" he asked, Ben's face falling.

   "She is taking a break... with Chad," he muttered the last part. Carlos made the awkward conversation even more uncomfortable. Ben looked so upset, and Carlos hated that he brought it up.

   "I can't swim..." Carlos muttered.

   "Excuse me?" Ben asked.

   "I can't swim... that's why I didn't say anything,"

   "You lived on an island?"

   "Yeah... infested with alligators and piranhas."

   "Oh... I'm sorry, I didn't think about that," Ben said, patting Carlos on the shoulder, "Sorry, buddy..."

   Carlos had only had one boyfriend before, but he knew that a romantic suitor doesn't pat you or call you his 'Buddy.' "It's alright," Carlos shrugged, "Can you show me around?"

   "Oh yeah! I want you to meet some people," Ben said, cheering him on. he grabbed Carlos' hand to lead him, but he didn't go too fast for Carlos to follow with his boot. "These are my best friends, Hendrix, son of Hercules. and Rain, son of Rapunzel. And Nash, Son of Tiana,"

   "Everyone calls me Bastien, my middle name," said the son of Tiana and Naveen.

   "Yeah... we just call him an asshole," Hendrix nudged Bastien, and the four of them roughhoused around. Carlos could tell they had a little to drink. Being a little buzzed didn't take any focus Carlos Ben had.

   "Hey... are you alright?" Ben asked, worried, taking a step toward him.

   "Well... Mother Gothel and Dr. Facilier tortured their parents..." Carlos whispered, embarrassed. He still couldn't bring himself to call them his parents. He had enough trouble with having Cruella as a parent. He hasn't processed that his birth parents didn't care about him enough to keep him.

   "Oh, hey man, don't sweat it. Any friend of Ben's is a friend of mine," Rain rubbed Carlos' shoulder.

   "Yeah, I thought Ben would send the royal guards out to find you if you weren't here any sooner. He couldn't stop talking about how cool you are," Hendrix chimed in

   "I thought Ben would be all mopey and sad about Audrey cheating on them," Bastien muttered.

   "Guys... shut up," Ben whispered through his teeth, fisting his hands together. The boys teasingly nudged him.

   "Here, taste this," Hendrix smiled, grabbing a big bottle of tequila. Carlos had never seen it before but knew they were testing him, so he took a big swig.

   "Ew! What is that? It tastes like sewage cleaner," Carlos cringed.

   "Miner's Courage, you're supposed to take a swig half the size of what you did," Ben couldn't hold back laughter.

  "So, Carlos, did they have any parties back on the aisle?" Rain asked, taking a swig of the tequila without changing his expression afterward, and Carlos nodded, not knowing how he couldn't gag.

   "Did they have any kegs there?" Bastien asked.

   "Kegs?"

   "Go easy on him, guys," Ben rolled his eyes, "They like to do this stupid thing called an upside-down keg stand so they get drunk quicker,"

   "It isn't stupid... it's a sport. My record is 20 seconds," Bastien said with the false offense.

   "Oh look, Lonnie is doing it," Hendrix said, pointing, and Carlos saw a girl behind held upside down at a barrel.

   "She holds the record of 1 minute," Bastien explained. Carlos looked around for his friends to see if they wanted to do it with him, but Jay was the only one he could see. His heart fell when he saw that his tongue was down some girl's throat. He was lying on top of her, afloat on the lake.

   "I bet you could beat Bastien," Hendrix teased.

   "He is so teeny tiny. He probably has shit tolerance," Bastien huffed, catching Carlos' attention. He wasn't the biggest party animal back on the Isle due to being shy, but he was a daredevil. He had been building up his tolerance since he was eleven when he learned to make real wine. Most of the juice onto the Isle was rotten or fermented enough for a buzz. He didn't drink much of it. He mostly traded it for better food.

   "Yeah? What's the wager?"

   "Wager?"

   "The best..." Carlos repeated.

   "It's just a form of express-" Hendrix cut Ben off.

   "If you can make a keg stand longer than 1 minute 42 seconds, then we all have to pay you 300 dollars," Bastien said with a smirk, seeing the spunk in Carlos' face.

   "I don't have 300 dollars..." Carlos said.

   "if you can't do it, you will have to do our homework for a month," Bastien wagered.

   "Guys," Ben sighed, "Carlos, you don't have to do it," Ben told him.

   "What's your record?" Carlos asked.

   "40 seconds," Ben said.

   "I bet I can beat you, too," Carlos said smugly.

   "Is that right?" Ben said. He was less protective and very competitive, being tipsy. "If you can't beat my record, you must let me take you swimming," Ben smirked. He made a bold bet without revealing that Carlos didn't know how to swim. He also hoped that Carlos would agree, showing him he trusted him.

   Carlos didn't know if it was Miner's Courage or his competitive nature, but he took a step closer to Ben. They were chest to chest. He looked up fully since Ben towered over him. "If I win, you will have to kiss me while recording it on your phone, then text it to Audrey," Carlos smirked. He hoped he stayed within a reasonable distance when he realized what he said. Ben was speechless.

   "Ben, I think you made a mistake using cool instead of crazy when describing Carlos... I like him," Bastien smirked, patting Ben on the back.

   "Audrey will not like it... do it, Ben," Rain coaxed.

   "It has to be a kiss... not a peck, like with tongue, and longer than a minute," Hendrix added. He might have spent the summer in Olympus, but he knew his best friend, sometimes better than Ben knew himself. Audrey always cheats on Ben and takes her back. He thinks he can change her, being raised to be traditional. Ben believes that Audrey is his true love, but everyone around him can see she isn't.

   "Deal," Ben smirked cocky, "but we get the chance to beat our old records first," He said.

   "Alright, if you're that scared," Carlos smugly said, and Ben booped him on the nose. They genuinely enjoyed each other's company but had yet to have a contest. Ben was going to demolish him.

   "Hell... I will kiss you if you can beat Lonnie. She is so smug and cocky that she holds the record," Bastien mumbled as they walked over to the keg.

   Bastien went first, and he had to have three guys hold him up. He was tall and thick with muscles like his father. He barely reached his current record. He made it to 21 seconds. He couldn't keep it down when he sat down. Rain couldn't even break for 10 seconds. He had to be held up when he was sat down because he was on the verge of fainting.

   Hendrix beat his record, and Ben's made it to 50 seconds. He kept it down and stood strong. Ben was last and every motivation to beat Carlos, not because he didn't want to kiss him or piss off Audrey. He wanted to win the bet. Beating Lonnie's record would also be good. He would have hit Lonnie's record if she hadn't just slapped it herself with 1 minute and 58 seconds.

   "Your turn, string bean," Bastien smirked. He had composed himself and motioned for Carlos to step up and let him hold him upside down. Carlos stepped forward but waved him off. he had been doing headstands for as long as he could remember. He held himself up and let Lonnie put the faucet in his mouth.

   The loud audience grew louder and larger as Carlos held himself up past Bastien, Hendrix, and Rain's records. They started chanting 'Carlos' once he beat Ben's record, and then there were cheers for him when he hit Lonnie's record. He had to let himself down after 2 minutes and 1 second.

   "Calm down, everyone! Let's see if he can keep it down," Lonnie said, annoyed at being beaten. The boys were so hyped that they pushed Ben to the ground accidentally while taunting him that he had been hit.

   "Whatever! I can beat him," Lonnie muttered, tossing the empty keg out of the way and going to the next one while the crown watched to see if she could beat him.

   "Are you even lightheaded?" Ben asked, impressed. He hadn't seen anything like this in his four years of college partying.

   "Not really," Carlos lied.

   "Don't pussy out, Ben," Hendrix nudged and grabbed Ben's phone, handing it to him.

   "You don't have to do this for me, you know..." Ben whispered to Carlos, "I know my friends can be a little pushy.

   "I want to do this," Carlos told him.

   Ben unlocked his phone and started recording. He looked to Carlos for one more consent agreement. Ben placed his hand behind Carlos' head, cupping the back of his neck and tangling his long, slender fingers in his thick, curly hair. He had to lean down and tilt his head to the side to kiss Carlos.

   His lips were fuller and softer than Audrey's. Ben closed his eyes and tasted Carlos's kiss. Ben's fingers and touch weren't as rough as Harry's. It was tender and soft, just like how he kissed. Audrey's kisses tasted like mint and vanilla, but Carlos tasted like tangy candy because he almost always ate candy.

   They got a little too into it, forgetting that Ben was recording, that they were cooing and watching them, and some were even recording. This was the best kiss that the two boys had ever had. It was like the world's tectonic plates had collided, and their kiss was causing an earthquake. They were both drunk, but they got high the longer their kiss lasted.

   They finally pulled away when the crowd chanted 'Lonnie' when she had just beaten Carlos' record by a couple more seconds. It wasn't intentional, but each other's friends had taken Ben and Carlos away. Ben's friends had nudged and teased him out of the way in enough time for Evie to tackle Carlos and squeal happily that they had kissed.
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12:03 AM
   Ben and Carlos hadn't seen much of each other since the kiss. Evie had to go to Mal and tell her everything. Ben got caught up with hosting his party. Around midnight, many of the guests were in the woods hooking up or had left. Carlos had spotted Ben looking up at the sky, sipping on a glass of wine. He snuck away from Mal and Evie to walk over to him. he tapped Ben on the shoulder, startling him.

   "Hey... you never showed me around,"

   "Oh yeah, I forgot," Ben chuckled, setting down his glass and showing Carlos into the house.

   Ben mostly showed Carlos around the first floor, but he didn't trust them to make it safely up the stairs. Carlos was interested in the theatre and the aquarium room. He asked where Ben's bedroom was without trying to be too forward. The Main Bedroom was on the fourth floor, but Ben had a second bedroom on the first floor if he didn't feel like walking up the stairs.

   The room had nautical themes. The bed frame was made of whitewashed wood, and the sheets were blue, matching the color of the walls. He had bookcases lining the wall and another fish tank on the side of the room. It was a 20-gallon tank full of frilly fish and turtles.

   "Oh no..." Carlos said sadly. At the same time, Ben had placed his hand on his lower back. He just froze. Ben's eyes followed Carlos's, and he saw one of his frilly fish dead at the bottom of the tank.

   "Don't worry about him... he was the oldest one. I will grab him later..." Ben said, a little sad. he loved all his pets. He watched Carlos stand on his tippy toes and reach into the tank to grab the dead fish. He went to show him to the bathroom so they could flush. 

   Ben watched Carlos close his other hand over the one holding the limp fish, bringing his fist to his mouth, closing his eyes, and whispering something. Carlos yelped and tossed the fish back into the tank when he felt it flop in his hand. The little red guy was dashing around the tank and fluttering like he was young again.

   "Oh, look, I guess he was just sleeping? Do fish sleep?"

   "What just happened?" Ben asked, and Carlos looked at him, confused, "What did you say into your hands?"

   "Oh... I prayed to him so he could swim to a better place. I have done it since I was little... little birds and fish would wash up on shore.

   "You just brought my fish back to life, Carlos," Ben said, amazed.

   "What? No... I don't even know if that could happen," Carlos said, freaked out. He looked down at his hands and the spritely fish, scared. "W-Was it magic? I don't want to upset Fairy Godmother. She will send me back to the Isle..."

   "No-No, you aren't in trouble. I was just impressed, that's all..."

   "Oh..." the room fell silent. Carlos looked down at his feet. "So, um... did Audrey respond-"

   "Don't talk about her... I don't want to think about her," Ben told him. he pressed his thumb against Carlos' chin to look up into his eyes. "Half of me agreed to do that so I could piss off Audrey... the other half wanted to feel how soft your lips were," Ben confessed.

   "I... Since I met you, I have wanted to do that," Carlos confessed.

   "I am a little confused... I thought you and Jay were together?"

   "It's complicated... you know what, it's not... he is straight... Mmh, let's not talk about him..." Carlos said, licking his lips, hoping Ben would catch his drift. Ben understood and quickly kissed Carlos like he had been craving it... because he had been craving it since the first one ended. They both lost their balance and tumbled back onto Ben's bed. "What is this?" Carlos yelped when he bounced.

   "A waterbed?" Ben said, confused about why Carlos had pulled away from the kiss, and he continued to kiss Carlos. When he pressed Ben's chest, he pulled away, "Shit... I'm sorry, am I going too fast?" Ben asked. Carlos shook his head. With Ben on top of him, he felt like he was being pinned down. He didn't like that feeling. Carlos nudged Ben to roll over and straddled his lap. he rested his hands on Ben's chest.

   "If we do this, I want to be in charge," Carlos said breathlessly. He was so nervous that Ben made his tummy flutter.

   "Oh... okay, I um... I haven't exactly," Ben rambled, nervous. Forgive me for the phrasing... do you want me to be the girl or the guy?"

   "I want you to be the guy," Carlos chuckled, telling him to top, "I just want to call the shots..."

   "Got it?" Ben bit his lip, waiting for Carlos to kiss him again. Before their lips met again, the Bedroom door opened.

   "Carlos, are you okay?" Jay asked.

   "Y-Yes," Carlos' eyes widened as he gulped. Ben blushed, trying not to look at Jay.

   "Okay..." Jay said, blushing with the rest of them, then he started to shut the door. "Fuck it..." Jay rushed into the room, closing the door behind him. he kneeled on the bed and kissed Carlos. Carlos kissed him back but pulled away to apologize to Ben. The Prince surprised the two of them by not saying a word and instead fisting his hand around the collar of Jay's soggy shirt to pull him into a kiss. Jay didn't like Ben, but that didn't mean this didn't turn him on.

   Jay overpowered Carlos, knocking him off Ben's lap and crawling on him to kiss him. Carlos pushed on his chest.

   "He wants to be in charge..." Ben explained.

   "Oh... sorry, buddy," Jay said, crawling off of him, "I don't bottom..." Jay said.

   "I don't top..." Carlos told him he was not expecting this... or expecting that the two of them would be okay with doing this. Carlos ran a hand through his hair, thinking, "You guys just lay down on the bed," Carlos told them. He smiled to himself, thinking that he would finally be in charge.

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Zackery, Son of the Big Bad Wolf: 18, Joshua Basset, 5 ft 9
Valin, Son of Dracula: 19, Jacob Elordi, 6 ft 5
Echo, Daughter of Elphaba: 18, Hunter Schafer, 5 ft 6
Idalia, Daughter of Queen of Hearts: 18, Olivia Rodrigo, 5 ft 10
Hadesixus 'Hadie, Son of Hades: 19, Noah Centineo, 7 ft 1

Arabella, Daughter of Ariel: 19, Zendaya Coleman, 6 ft 1
Tia, Daughter of Tiana: 18, Diamond White, 5 ft 9
Tresten, Son of Triton: 18, Tyler Lawrence Gray, 6 ft 9
Herameros 'Herkie', Son of Hercules: 19, Jake Andrich, 7 ft 4
Aziz, Son of Aladdin: 19, Aladdin, Avan Jogia, 5 ft 8
River, Son of Rapunzel: 20, Noah Beck, 6 ft 6

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AN:  Hey Guise, I am so sorry for the wait. I haven't written this story for maybe a year and a half or more. I just saved up chapters.

I am excited about the new movie. It looks very exciting, and that made me love the franchise. The first movie was so campy. It was so 90s; you had everything. Rom-coms, Magical Hijinks, and Boarding School were all continuations of all the Disney characters we grew up with.

The last time I wrote a chapter to this story was 12.9.22

I am unsure if I will write fan fiction for the second generation. It depends on how I like the continuation of the lore.

P.S.:  These 4 O.C.s were mentioned in Episode One, if you remember:)

Important: This chapter is longer than the others as a present for waiting for an update. Also, it introduces other characters. Both Canon Characters and OCs have a little time jump of only a couple of weeks. Trust the process. Thank you for reading!

September 29th, 2015
2:29 AM

Wicked Witch Tenements, Wicked Hill, Isle of the Lost

   It's been a month today since the wolf pack was all killed. People were calling it 'The Night of Atonement.' The people responsible for it thought it would please the folks of Auradon... but it just made things worse for everyone.

   At least, that's what the children thought. In all reality, this showed the kingdom that the children of the Isle needed more supervision since the Villians had stayed so cruel. It was done to avenge Carlos, but murder and 'execution were illegal, even on the Isle.

   The main aisle was split into two sides with a large magical barrier to separate all of the children and all of the reformed villains. All of the Villians who didn't learn anything were subjected to the Isle with the Forbidden Fortress on it, and all of those who were responsible for the Night of Atonement were stranded on Skull Isle waiting for their day in court.

   The Villian Kids needed to be acclimated to the island's new climate. They were so used to the grubby island and being rewarded for being bad, but it had only been a month. V.K.s like Zak and Echo felt safe to be themselves in Remedial Goodness, but because of his father, Zak had very little hope he would live to see the day he left that barrier.

   "Hey," Valin said, making Zak jump out of his skin.

   "Gah... how the hell do you keep doing that?" Zak glared at his friend before dropping down again. Since Valin was a vampire, he could get around without being detected.

   "You sulking around again, little mutt?" Valin plopped down next to Zak, placing an arm around his waist. He towered over Zak enough to pull him into a hug and rest his chin atop his head, burrowing his nose to sniff the new fruity shampoo in Zak's fluffy, curly hair.

   "You know, I hate that nickname..." Zak whimpered, hiding his face in Valin's chest. This made the vampire raise an eyebrow, as he might have teased too hard now. Zak didn't like this because it reminded him of his father. Those on the Isle weren't the only victims of the Big Bad Wolf's reign of terror.

   "Oh... you're upset. I'm sorry," Valin said robotically, trying to apply what he had learned in remedial goodness. He was already learning what they were taught about using hugs as an excuse to feel up the targeted person of his desire. "What's wrong now?" He asked, but it wasn't as rude as he meant to sound. The new task force in the Isle found out that V.K. lacked knowledge and social skills. They know how to talk in basic conversation but must learn to read or spell. Some are as old as 26.

   "I-I just wonder how he is doing?" Zak said, looking down and trying to stop crying. Valin and he had been friends for so long, but he would be lying if she said there wasn't another spark between them... and Valin was dating their best friend, Echo.

   "Who?"

   "Carlos..." Zak said Carlos was nice to him growing up... especially since no one would acknowledge him because of who his father was. They would bond over having abusive parents, not knowing who their other parent was, and just being tiny on an Island of larger and more muscular guys. "My father did something to him that is worse than death... he probably hates me..."

   "No one could ever hate you... Zak," Valin sighed, trying to comfort him, "You are the top in class now that he passed the program... you will be able to make it right with him when you are out in Auradon," Valin said, and Zak sniffled. "Now stop being sad... I need your help," Valin said, and Zak raised an eyebrow. "I... need to drink,"

   "Valin... that is against the rules." Zak glared, wiping his face with the sleeves of the clothes the task force gave everyone. They were a little stiff, but at least they were clean. Zak was always a rule stickler but would do anything for Valin.

   "Please, Z..." Valin said, making a pained face and exaggerating slightly. They are feeding me synthetic blood," he snapped.

   "What about Echo?" he asked, knowing this process would be intense. "I-I, my blood might not agree with you."

   "But you didnt get the wolf gene," He said, and Zak sighed, annoyed and triggered by that. He felt inferior. Even without his father here, he could still hear his disappointment.

   "I know, but I still have the bloodline in me,"

   "It doesn't work like that, buddy," Valin said, leaning down and running his thumb along Zak's neck, flicking his fangs. "Please, Z... Echo's blood makes me sick, and Idalia refuses,"

   "So... I am your last choice?"

   "No, I just know how they will react," he said, and Zak muttered. I need your consent," he said, and Zak glared, debating whether he should do it.

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2:54 AM

Dorm 7791 in  Auradon Prep, Auradon City, Auradon

   It's been a couple of weeks since the party at Ben's Cabin, and Carlos was spiraling. He didnt remember much because he was so drunk. He wishes he knew why the others were ignoring him. He was spiraling, thinking that they regretted their drunken night. He didn't even know if they had sex. He just knew he had woken up in the bed with the two of them, and they were all naked.

   Carlos' mind was always rambling, even when he was asleep. He was convinced he didn't dream, but it was just a stream of memories. Which is how he would remember some of that night

   The VKs didn't know that there could be a temperature other than frigid and rainy. About as soon as school started, there was a heat wave, and then the air conditioner gave out. So Carlos was in skimpy little shorts and nothing else. He couldn't use his blanket, or he would wake up in a puddle of sweat.

   Carlos brushed his hair out of his face, turning to his side; he felt hands running up his thighs slowly. He knew it was in his dreamlike memory, but he swatted at the air. A second pair of hands grabbed him by the waist, pulling him into their lap. In an instant, it felt like several minutes had passed in a second while Carlos fit into Ben's lap, curling his arms around his neck.

   He felt a finger prodding his prostate, squeezing his arms around Ben even higher and moaning. "I love it when you moan," Jay said, and Carlos fluttered his eyes open, suddenly being pinned against the mattress with Jay on top of him. "You like it when I touch here?" Jay asked in a low voice. Carlos whimpered and let out a whiny moan.

   Carlos looked up through his long lashes and froze. He wasn't on his back anymore but on his knees. "Who are you," Carlos asked the man, who looked intrigued. He was tan and had peachy pink hair. Carlos looked around to see there was a mirror behind the man, seeing that he had a tattoo of a pair of wings on his shoulder blades.

   The Boy blinked, and the man was gone; Carlos put together that he was on his hands and knees. "Fuck, you're tight, mate," Harry hook bit his lip as he pressed his fingers inside him.

   "Harry?" Carlos asked, turning around to see him... but he froze. Trembling as he was pressed up against a brick wall, a large, ragged, paw-like hand punched him.

   "Help!" Carlos screamed, shooting up in bed, slowly hyperventilating, realizing he wasn't back on the aisle with the Big Bad Wolf. He gasped for breath and wiped his eyes, crying slowly, filing in memories of being on Auradon and that the wolfpack was all dead.

   When he got ahold of himself, he looked over to Jay's bed. Usually, he would rush over and comfort him before going back to avoiding him. Carlos pulled some sweaty hair out of his face with a trembling hand, not knowing where Jay was, but if he was going to avoid Carlos, then the duo-colored-haired boy could do the same.

   Carlos threw on a shirt on the floor, realizing it was Jay's as it flowed down to his thighs. He was already putting on his shoes and out of the door, running toward the 24-Hour Campus Library. He needed to know who that guy with pink hair was. He knew all the others were just memories. He had no idea who this man was, so why was he dreaming about him?

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3:43 AM

The Enchanted Library, Auradon Prep, Auradon City

   Herkie never really saw people at the library this early. He was reading an awesome graphic novel series. He couldn't check them out because he had reached the check-out limit long ago, but he didn't want to return the books until he finished them.

   Even though he was Hendrix's older twin, he was more of a recluse and introvert. He had sent the VKs around the campus for a while but just watched from a distance until he looked up from his graphic novel a few minutes ago to see a distressed Carlos De Vil typing away at the computer.

   Carlos tapped his foot rapidly, biting his fingernail as he scrolled down the search engine images.

   "Are you okay?" Herkie asked, and Carlos 'seeped' and nearly fell out of the chair if Herkie hadn't instinctively caught him.

   "Hendrix?" Carlos sniffled, wiping his eyes.

   "Close, I am the more handsome twin," Herkie smiled, and Carlos raised an eyebrow. "My name is Herameros, but everyone calls me Herkie. I have the sharper jawline," Herkie smiled. Naturally, he was just as much a flirt as his brother.

   "Er... I can see that you are wearing glasses," Carlos said, and Herkie chuckled.

   It was impossible not to know who Carlos was since the second he stepped out of that limo. He was a household name. Snow White seemingly has a personal vendetta against him because she always talks about him in Word of Mouth.' "Youre, Carlos, right?" he said, being patient with Carlos. The VK was timid to everyone. "You look a little overwhelmed. Can I help you with anything? I know my way around here." Herkie asked.

   "Oh, um... I am just looking for a person," Carlos looked down at his feet when Herkie looked at the screen. 'men, penk hare, tall, orunge penkish eyes, tattews of wangs on back,' 

   "Okay, er... You spelled some of these words wrong, so let me help," Herkie said, leaning over to correct the words.

   "Im sorry," Carlos said. He knew he didn't spell well, but he had only learned to read and write slightly in the remedial goodness classes on and off the Isle.

   "No-No, you are okay, Carlos," Herkie said softly, patting him on the back. Everyone has to learn at their own pace."

   "I-I guess so..."

   "What is this for?" he asked curiously. Is it for a paper? What grade did they put you in?" Herkie chatted.

   "They put me in 9th... the others still need acclimating," Carlos explained.

   "Ah, so you're the smart one," Herkie said, and Carlos smiled, "I get it. Hendrix can't even find out how to open a pull door," Herkie said, making Carlos giggle. "So I am assuming this isn't for an essay since History of Olympus since that is usually in middle school courses,"

   "Hm?" Carlos raised an eyebrow.

   "This guy you're looking up to, the man with pink hair and a tattoo of a pair of wings? Youre doing an essay, right?"

   "No... this guy is in my dreams," Carlos blushed, "Wait... do you know who this is?"

   "Er, maybe... here," Herkie types in 'Eros.', "This him?

   "That's him!" Carlos gasped, pointing to the picture of Eros on a red carpet for some event. "Who is he? Why is he in my dreams?"

   "He is a relative of mine. You might know him as Cupid," Herkie explained.

   "No... that's impossible. Cupid is a flying baby," Carlos said, confused.

   "No, that's how he was depicted in the Renaissance. This is how he goes now," Herkie explained. "There are several different meanings of why you might be dreaming about him. Would you mind giving me a little more info?"

   "Well, er..." Carlos blushed, looking down and playing with the hem of Jay's shirt anxiously. He normally wouldn't talk to anyone about this, but he just wanted this to be over with.

   "Are you in love with someone?" Herkie offers as Carlos thinks to himself for a bit.

   "I don't know what love feels like," Carlos said, and Herkie was visibly heartbroken. "I was... I was intimate with two people I cared about when I was drunk. I-I don't remember much, but I only dream about it, so I don't know if it's fantasy or real,"

   "Do... you know any details that might be real? He might be trying to tell you something?" Herkie was trying to help him to the best of his ability with everything he was getting out of him.

   "The only thing I know is real... is the memory that always wakes me up. It is of my being victimized." Carlos sighed

   "I am so sorry about that, Carlos," Herkie had heard. It pulled at the heartstrings of Auradon, even those who were against the VK program. "Look, he might be telling you to seek mental help. Were you scared to be intimate?"

   "K-Kinda, but Ja-" Carlos almost said 'Jay and Ben,' "The guys I was intimate with let me have control... even the pink-haired guy wasn't touching me,"

   "Eros.. you slept with Eros?" Herkie quickly asked.

   "N-No... not in real life, I don't think," Carlos tried to think. "Why, does that mean anything?" he said before Herkie got a look on his face. "Herkie?" Carlos asked before Herkie clenched his fist and huffed, storming away. "Hey, come back!" Carlos said before the night librarian yelled at them to hush. He followed Herkie outside, grabbing his wrist. "Where are you going?" Carlos huffed.

   "I will be back... He has gone too far," Herkie growled.

   "Who has? Just tell me what is going on," Carlos grabbed at Herkie. The Demi-god looked down at him and sighed, redirecting him a few feet away.

   "The Mark of Eros," he said. Stay here. I will be back," Herkie said before walking further into the quad. He then kneeled on one knee and punched the ground. A lightning bolt struck down, and he was gone.

   "Herkie?" Carlos widened his eyes.
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