A/N: I had originally intended to post this last year, but I've revised it so many times because I kept changing my mind. Now after I made my decision (for the most part) about how I wanted this story to go, I am posting the first two chapters with the hope of getting this finished by the end of 2018.
I do not own Disney's Descendants or any storyline/characters/settings from Melissa De La Cruz's Isle of the Lost trilogy.
*I am changing a lot of Disney characters/relationships/storylines to fit this idea. Maleficent will be portrayed closer to the live-action version, Grimhilde and Ravenna are both part of my Evil Queen character, Cruella is still crazy but with more of a backstory, and Jafar is more emotionally manipulative to his unwanted son.
**Majority of this story is about the Isle kids and their lives before Auradon. Mainly, how they became friends, their start of alliances and gang wars and territory accumulation, and their relationships with their parents. It will be more Evie-centric, just because I identify with her character more than I do Carlos, Jay, or Mal.
***This story contains more adult themes/violence than the original storylines for these characters.
****Finally, I will put an Author's Note along with whatever I have changed for that chapter when I post it so it's easier for you to follow along.
Don't be afraid to review or send me a message. I'm always open to criticism because it makes me a better writer and gives me insight on how I could relate my story to my readers in a better way. I do not like flames, but if you feel the need to send me a hateful message about how my writing sucks and my ideas are crazy, go right ahead and post them. I already know I'm crazy and my ideas are weird but that's what makes each writer unique. To come up with weird and wacky ideas is what keeps sites like this and people like us and readers like you invested in stories and I think that's a pretty cool thing.
Once upon a time, in a kingdom far far away, there lived a Queen. This Queen was beautiful, regal, and intelligent beyond anyone's beliefs. However she was a very cold leader, a killer with no remorse. With each kingdom she conquered, another king laid slain in his bed. Once she had taken control of more than half of what would become the country of Auradon, she had finally decided to consider the possibility of settling down with another handsome, young, naive king she could control and an heir to raise.
She had chosen a king of a neighboring kingdom she had yet to conquer. Deciding against magic and bloodshed, she joined their two houses and he surprised her with a daughter from his first wife.
Snow White was eight when she first saw the Queen. Hair as black as ebony, skin as pale as white, lips that shamed the single red rose in her hand. Thick, luxurious eyelashes framed inquisitive hazel eyes. A light dusting of freckles painted perfectly rosy cheeks hidden by the rose.
The Queen slowly saw the life she had created for herself falling apart before her eyes. The little brat was going to ruin everything. Not to mention, give the Queen a wrinkle or two. Snow White was a menace and as soon as she came of age would be destroyed. Nobody would remember her anyway.
Suffice to say, Snow White was not the heir the Queen saw herself to care for. The child was not well-behaved or mannered or polite; the princess showed too much empathy and the Queen deemed the princess too naive and gullible. Her kindness would be her downfall.
Snow White simply was not bred to rule a kingdom.
Until she managed to outsmart the Queen, destroy everything the Queen had worked her entire life for, fall in love with a prince, and live happily ever after in a little community named Auradon with all the other kingdoms her wicked step-mother had conquered and little woodland animals and those pesky dwarves while the Evil Queen was resurrected and placed onto an Island full of villains and absolutely no magic or connection to the outside world.
It wasn't until after the creation of the Isle of the Lost that the Evil Queen's luck began to change.
Hiding in the shadows, she lurked, biding her time, waiting for the perfect moment to finally conquer the Isle.
Until Maleficent has the same idea. The same brilliant, horrible, awful, amazing idea.
Instead of ruining her perfect figure like her nemesis with horns, the Evil Queen watched and waited for two bumbling idiots (who couldn't even turn a Demi-God mortal) to carry a baby pink basket towards the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest.