Hello! Time for another Descendants fanfic that I'll probably never finish! No major ships in this one but very interesting time in store.
Jamie: *ahem*
Oh... well... J/A/M is a really prominent pairing and so is Uma/Harry... Gil's a happy single bean okay?!
Jamie: Yeah... anyways, enjoy the story prologue.
"Your just another lil freak, you ain't no brother of mine." Spat Bronze, decking the blond boy across the face.
Gil struggled to raise his head, blood dripping from his mouth and pain shooting through his jaw. "You're right, I'm not stupid enough to be related to you."
Bronze's eyes narrowed as he brutally punched Gil again, more blood spraying and the chains that bound him to the wall clinking.
Gil's eyes closed as he heard the door slam and Bronze exit. The dark pressed around him, almost suffocating him as dust swirled in the air.
He heard the clink of boots and Junior walked in, silently releasing his chains and taking out a branding iron.
He shut his eyes tightly, feeling the strong grip of Junior's hand on his arm—
Gil bolted awake, pushing someone away from him. "Don't touch me!"
He took a deep breath, regaining his bearings and looking to see Harry on the floor, rubbing the back of his head. Gil hastily tried to apologize, Harry waving him him off.
"I's fine, idiot. Ya has another nightmare, didn't ya?"
Gil nodded and sighed, still feeling the phantom pain of the punches and beatings. Even in Auradon, the dreams hadn't stopped. They just got worse and worse, as if his family were trying to haunt him.
Harry cleared his throat, jolting the blond's attention back to reality. "We've got a visitor."
The blond blinked, realizing he had fallen asleep at his desk. Again.
And standing beside Harry was mister perfect prince, Ben. Gil could barely stand it, he was so spoiled since he was the son of the king and Queen, love for him wherever he went.
The kids on the Isle never got that. They got hateful glares, abuse and beatings. There was no reason for them to be turned away, it was their parents who committed the crimes. And just now they decided to invite them, what about all the abuse that had happened to them since they were kids?!
In Auradon, everyone had homes and good food and water, barely worrying and weak. At least on the Isle, they may have been broken from a young age but they knew how to be strong. They could fight, stand for themselves and wouldn't go down easily.
It was like Evie said. They all looked like they could lose a fight to an alley cat. Pathetic, weak and dependent on—
He was vaguely aware of Ben talking and not caring at all, only snapping back when he heard the words "Gaston has escaped the Isle."
His eyes widened.
As Gil ran from Gaston's house, headed to meet Uma, Harry and all the others at the docs, he heard his father yelling.
"No son of mine, are you? Go in Auradon, where you belong!"
His father paused. "And enjoy life with your goddamn family who didn't even want you!"
Gil's mind raced, matching with his footsteps as he finally slowed, not wanting to look disheveled when he arrived. He pushed his long hair out of his eyes, thinking about what Gaston had said. His family that didn't want him?
What family?
Had his fa— Gaston been lying to him the entire time?
Drama, drama, drama!
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BYEEE!
-Val