Disclaimer: A few of the descendants are OC, but the rest belong to Melissa de la Cruz or Disney.
A/N: I am not necessarily going to use all of the characters in the book because I have an idea using OCs that goes against some parts of the book. Sorry. :\
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{Mystery}
I snarled at the TV in front of me and could hear protests of anger throughout the island. East Islanders were so weak! Falling in love with heroes, changing themselves into better people – disgusting! But there was one good thing that came from this predictable change.
Now, when it becomes our turn, the West Islanders will have the chance to steal the wand and take control of Auradon. I hope that I'll get chosen for the next group because I promise that I will get that wand.
Most on my side of the island were against sending the kids to Auradon in the first place. I wasn't because I knew that if the original four were sent, they were probably going after something powerful. Hoping that they wouldn't fail made me sick for a while, but I managed and they failed completely! If they hadn't fallen to love and friendship, they would have succeeded and we would be free of this island!
Finally, I would have my long awaited powers! Not only were my powers from dear old Dad, but from the picture perfect mother of mine. After fifteen years, the powers would be mine and I could make my mother suffer. Moving from my place in front of the TV, I walked to a mirror in the corner.
My reflection was smiling at me and I knew why. Quickly, allowing myself to hope that the magic had lasted long enough, I ran over to the one cauldron that my father allowed me. It was bubbling with the positivity of magic and I leaned over and dipped a shard in it. After I removed it, the shard was steaming and buzzed with magic. I sneered into it.
"Broken mirror in my hand, show me my fate on the island," I chanted. Ugh! I can't believe that I actually used Grimhilde's stupid spell! I thought.
The small shard's surface rippled and a small vision of me climbing out of a car and getting hit with sunshine was all I saw before the shard stopped buzzing and the cauldron stopped bubbling with magic. Now, I had a broken piece of glass and a pot of goo. I set the shard down and laughed a little.
Watch out, Auradon, because here I come.
A/N: HI! I hope you liked my story and thank you for reading it! Part of why I'm ignoring the book was sort of stated here in the prologue. Ooh! Does anyone know what language the chapter heading is? A shout-out on my next chapter to the first five correct guessers!