Hi, so, this is my second fan-fic, and I really really love this one so... The characters are;

Twilight, daughter of the First Siren; Wears black and dark purple. Clothes-(You have an imagination, use it.) Hair is shoulder-length, and black with purple streaks.

Dusk, son of the Second Siren; Wears black and dark blue. Hair is Black in the back and blue in the front.

Dawn, daughter of the Third Siren; Wears red and orange and black. She has red roots, which turn to orange and then gold.

Jayden, daughter of Captain Hook; Wears red and gold. She has black curly hair with red streaks.

Gwendolyn, daughter of Mother Gothel; Wears red and black. Has black hair that is tipped with red.

Haydex, son of Hades; Wears black and neon blue. Has neon blue flaming hair, which doesn't light anything on fire BTW.

Diggy, first twin of Drizella; Wears green and black, and has black hair tipped with green.

Donny, second twin of Drizella; Wears turquoise blue and black, and has black hair tipped with turquoise blue.

Review and help me end this! (Not that that will happen anytime soon!) 3!


It was never easy for the kids on the Isle of the Lost. Especially if your parents lock you up in a cement room with seven other kids for, what, five years? Well, you can imagine they were desperate to get out. But they didn't know the most obvious escape was right under their noses the whole time.

Twilight had been sitting by the window for a whole hour before she realized what they had all missed.

"Guys! I figured it out!" She practically scream, annoying Dusk, who was sitting near her.

"Figured what out? That you're too close?" He growled back. She rolled her eyes, looking at the rest of the group.

"I figured out an escape." This earned some shocked and annoyed stares. Well, maybe mostly annoyed. "Okay, okay, I know this isn't my first escape, but I know this will work. I just know it."

"Well, then where do we escape from genius? The door?" Gwen replied sarcastically. Twilight scoffed.

"No, stupid, the window." A series of 'Oh's' and 'Why didn't I think of that' filled the room. "Girls, grab all the sheets, and boys, break the window. We are leaving and I don't think we'll ever come back."