YO! Do you guys remember me? I highly doubt that. But I decided on moving my fanfiction from wattpad to here, coz the other site will be where I place originals. Aaaanyways, hope you like it!

Chapter 1

The past is past. Forgive, forget. The truth is, you ain't seen nothing yet...

The night was silent - not a sound - Auradon was sleeping and the coronation party was over. As the students of Auradon Prep head to their dorms for some shut-eye, a mysterious figure was walking in the darkness that engulfed a small park.

The figure walks to a lamp post - the only light source - sits down on the bench and admires the scenery. The white-haired figure then stands and takes a short stroll near the pond at the said park. He looks at his reflection. His blood red eyes looked at the pond with a smirk. The figure was plotting something.

He then walks away, on the way to the school. Carlos de Vil goes back to his dorm.

The white-haired boy opens the door to his dorm, greeted by his loyal canine companion and four other people.

"It's way past curfew, shouldn't you guys be sleeping?", piped Carlos

"Yep," the purple-haired half fairy replied, "But where were you?"

"U-uh," He stammered, "Taking a stroll in the park,"

"This late? The only thing lit up there is a lamp post," says the blue-haired fairest of them all

"Oh come on Evie, the dark is my territory. Mom's closet is way darker, I'm used to it,"

"Y-yeah," stuttered Evie.

"Anyways, thanks so much for your help, all of you, Fairy Godmother and I are so proud of you all!" added the taller brunette, with his golden crown a bit slanted.

"Yeah, yeah, now I guess it's time for us to sleep, right Carlos?" added the son of Jafar, Carlos nodded.

"Yeah, long day ahead,"

"Okay, see you both tomorrow! Good night!" Evie added as herself, Ben and Mal are pushed out of the room.

It was the middle of the night.

Moonlight filtered through the window and the curtains into the now dark room. Both occupants were asleep.

Jay heard a cackle - a soft, yet ominous cackle. A chill went down his spine. He looks at the other side of the room, where the son of Cruella de Vil sleeps, back turned against him, he was sound asleep, the dog behind him was curled into a ball of fur.

The long-haired thief saw nothing weird, and fell back asleep.

Meanwhile, on Carlos' side, he was awake, his lips curved into a creepy smile. His eyes were wide open, they were glowing bright red.