Braelynn's Pov:

The day started as usual, me reading a tattered book, on one of the couches with Jay's head in my lap while my fingers brushed through his hair. Evie and Carlos were on the bed silently talking about something, most likely about Mal by the way Evie was blushing. And our leader currently spray painting the hideout. A chapter later I heard the snores of the three younger villains. I looked over to the bed and I see Carlos cuddling into Evie as she held the boy protectively. I look down at the boy in my lap he is on his right side his hand is gripping my leg as he sleeps, grounding himself. After another chapter later I put my book down very carefully so I don't wake Jay. I decided to watch Mal paint a portrait of the 5 of us. While watching her I thought about my mum and the past.

(thoughts)

Before my mum was murdered she gave me a necklace, on it was a hook for my siblings and a wolf for my father, you see my mum was Captain James Hook's wife but she loved my father who is the big bad wolf. My mum had my older sister Harriet (older by 9 months) before she met my father and had me then she had my younger brother Harry, their younger sister CJ is some other woman's child. Harriet, Harry and I all have black hair, blue eyes, while their sister has blonde hair, brown eyes but we all have Scottish accents though CJ's isn't as deep as ours. CJ might only be their sibling but it doesn't make her less of mine. My mum got murdered in front of me I was only 8, Hook sliced her throat with his hook, and I was the one to tell my siblings that mum was dead. I was able to pass as one of Hook's kids until he found out about my mum and dad. Dad was mum's true love and vice versa.

That was 10 years ago, I'm now 18, as well as Harriet, Harry is 17 and CJ is 16. Harriet has her own little pirate crew, Harry is the first mate of Uma crew, and CJ only hangs out with Freddie and I'm part of Mal's crew. I haven't talked with my brother very much in 8 years, not since Mal and Uma stopped hanging out. A lot has happened since I became on of mals "things" no one messes with me, I mean I can take care of myself but it's nice not having to look over my shoulder all the time. Over the 10 years, I've kept tabs on him by way of Harriet but I haven't seen him, since the whole shrimpy fiasco.

(thoughts end)

"What are you thinking about?" Mal asked jumping down from her perch on a box she was using.

"Oh…nothing." I lied.

"Uhuh," she said not believing me. "Come on, you can tell me." she said sitting next to me, careful not to wake Jay because he can be grumpy when he is woken up.

"It's just that...you four are leaving tomorrow and who knows how long it will be until I see you four again." I said sadly glancing down at the boy in my lap.

"You will see us the day after tomorrow, we will find the wand, steal it and break the barrier." she said grabbing my hand, showing the only kindness she uses with the four of us. "I promise we will be back for you."

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Maly." I said looking at her.

"We will be back for you." she persisted.

"You don't know that." I pushed.

And boy was I right. She never kept that promise, they never broke the barrier. They never rescued me from the Isle of the forgotten.

(memory)

It's been a month since they have left, Ben the future king is going to become King today. It has also been a month since dad died and I moved into the hideout permanently. I'm sitting on the same couch that Jay and I have lounged on watching the coronation. By Mal pulling up with Ben I see that she and Evie never admitted their feelings for each other. Fairy godmother had him swear in and at the last second some girl grabbed the wand then Maleficent was gone. On the tv, the four defeated Maleficent and swore to goodness, forgetting the promise, forgetting who they are and where they came from. At the thought, I throw the drink that I had, something Harriet made or stole at the wall where the portrait of the five of us are. The dark liquid stains the wall as it slides down. I stand up and go to the roof looking at the bright lights, the fireworks, that are going off in Auradon.

(memory ends)

If I'm not reading, I'm drinking, Harriet always brings me the good stuff, Captain Hook's rum or what's left of it.