Desmond woke up in the morning in sea witch form. Glossy black hair as black as his tentacles graced his dark face, giving away to a pair of sea blue orbs. He sat up(or as close to sitting as a sea witch can get) in the middle of his sea bed, watching as holes of light poked into his shadowy abode. Desmond was of slightly muscular build from constantly swimming from place to place. He was also a monotonous person who usually seemed bored and only claimed to be evil because he didn't know how to be anything else. In fact, acting evil seemed to be the only thing to excite him. In reality, he just needed love. Because of the lack of such love, he was a reluctant Royal, seeing no other purpose in life but ot sacrifice himself for the next mermaid's sake.

Someone was calling him. Someone with blue skin and several tentacles like her sisters'. She was the sister of Ursula and Morgana, not mentioned in any stories so she was able to survive and raise the next evil sea witch. Unfortunately for Desmond, this woman, named Cordelia, was very cruel and did not like Desomnd. "Get up, you rotting piece of animal dung," she spat loosely, her kind yellow eyes glimmering with gentle hate. Her voice was prettier than her sisters', but this did not lessen the evidentness of her meanness.

As threatening as Cordelia was, this did not sway Desmond, who gave an answer in the usual flat voice that he usually kept. "Yes, Cordelia."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes. maam," Desmond corrected himself, equally without emotion. Though he did not show it, he was terrified of this woman on the inside and did not take pleasure in upsetting her.

With a low huff, Cordelia left. Desmond found himself walking(or whatever the sea iwtch equivalent is) over to a suitcase and he started packing his bags. Desmond knew that today he would be going to Ever After High, so he had to be prepared. He put in his land cloths, a loosely sleeved purple shirt and a black pair of pants and a matching black pair of boots, all of which he hated. Desmond wasn't a fan of land cloths as he didn't wear cloths in his underwater form. Sure, he wore a lot of silver jewerly, but that hardly counted. He also had on a pair of fingerless seaweed gloves that ended at his defined elbows, but that was only to hide the scars. Again, it didn't count.

When Desmond was prepared, he went into the rest of the underwater home he stayed in with Cordelia and looked for something to eat. Coredlia decided to taunt the sea witch by not letting him in the kitchen, telling him that he could go out and catch his own sushi if he wanted it so much. Desmond hid his annoyance. His aunt had already forgotten that he was a vegetarian.


AN: So what do you think Sansfans? Sorry we haven't gotten to EAH yet, I thought Des would need an intro first.