Full Summary: The Isle of the Lost, home to the most cruel, vicious, and downright evil villains that ever walked (or swam) the face of the planet. Thanks to King Beast and Queen Belle, the villains were forced to inhabit the small, dark, dystopian wasteland together for eternity while the picture-perfect kingdoms they had cursed, pillaged, and plotted to destroy and take over had all united together to form the United States of Auradon, happily living in their happy ever after without as much as a worry in the world.
Those poor insignificant fools...
Twenty years later, the soon-to-be King Benjamin makes his first proclamation that allows the children of the Isle of the Lost to be given a chance to live in Auradon. And while the Isle of the Lost wasn't a fantasy world for Uriana, she surely wasn't stoked about going to Auradon. But her mother, Ursula, was forcing her to go without Uma, who envied her twin for leaving her behind. Instead, she would be attending Auradon Preparatory Boarding School with Carlos (son of Cruella De Vil), Evie (daughter of the Evil Queen), Jay (son of Jafar), and Mal (daughter of Maleficent). With the influence of their parents, the five journey to prissy, perfectly perfect Auradon in hopes of stealing the most powerful weapon responsible for their imprisonment and their future freedom: Fairy Godmother's Magic Wand.
Meanwhile, Uriana also has her eyes set on another, powerful, magical weapon that her mother was very fond of, and plans on grabbing it on her own without the other four.
Will the five come up with a plan to seek revenge for their families? Or will they fight against their innate behaviors and mannerisms for their first, unforeseen, and perhaps, only chance at happiness?
Author's Note: My first Descendants fanfiction, yay! I've read a lot of them on here so far and I became really inspired, and I begun planning and creating Uriana and her story way before Uma was introduced, so now, they're fraternal twins, lol! A few things to know, this will contain a few minor spoilers and details from the Descendants book series (The Isle of The Lost, Return to the Isle of the Lost, and Rise of the Isle of the Lost) by Melissa de la Cruz, so if you hadn't read it, do so! It's a good read if you enjoy the Descendants franchise. Also, this will be a bit of AU, but for the most part, I'll be sticking to the original plot (with a changes ;]).
This is a soft-rated T. Mildly suggestive themes and slightly partial nudity (so basically shirtless scenes, someone wearing just a bath robe, fully covering everything, and girls in bikini tops) will be included, and I'm sure it won't become any more risque than that. And a same-sex couple will be featured ;)
I don't own anything in this except for Uriana, the other original characters I have created (four major characters at the most, unless I'm forgetting someone, lol), and original character interpretations (like Aziz, a deleted character we don't really know much about). I make no profit from this, and I hope you all enjoy! :)
Chapter 1: His First Proclamation
Auradon Preparatory Boarding School's dining hall had been jam-packed as always. The smell of freshly baked breakfast croissants, biscuits, bread rolls, and other delicious gourmet breakfast foods had filled the area thanks to the top notched chefs in the kitchen. But what else would have been expected of a school filled with some of the most well known royals and offspring of the esteemed heroes and heroines in all of the United States of Auradon?
Word around the kingdom was that the new, hopeful, soon-to-be-king, Benjamin, was announcing his very first proclamation today, only a week into the school year. Most of his peers (especially his girlfriend, Audrey) were excited to see just what Prince Ben had came up with just at the age of fifteen years old. With his coronation and birthday party in a month, and his first ever proclamation, it was only common for the handsome, brunette haired prince to be practically shaking in his own feet.
He was used to having all eyes on him, as he slowly walked to his usual long table with his other high-classed royal and other popular friends who couldn't have been prouder. Everyone bowed and curtsied as their fellow peer walked by and through the cleared path leading to his favorite table by the window leading to the courtyard. The bright smiles on everyone's faces had competed with the lights and the especially sunny morning sun that shone through the window. Hopefully, the king-to-be could still maintain such a radiant atmosphere before he broke the news.
Ben nodded to his friends once he finally arrived at the table. His friends all replied with even more teethy smiles, Audrey's being the brightest. He turned his back toward his friends and softly smiled to his audience. Ben softly clapped his hands together and cleared his throat. "As you all might have heard." he begun, turning back to suspiciously glance at his guilty friends behind him, who did their best not to so much as giggle at the subtle accusation. "I came up with my first official proclamation once I'm king."
Ben nearly jumped out of his blazer and slacks at the sudden sound of the applause and cheers. Even the chefs and lunch ladies were whooping for joy for the new king-to-be.
He chuckled to himself, waving both of his hands to quiet everyone down. "I've thought long and hard about this. But I want everyone to know that this is for everyone's best interest. Our parents, us, and the future generations of this great kingdom to come—"
"Go Ben!" A young male student interrupted loudly, stirring up the crowd again.
"Thank you, but please save the applause until the end." Ben said louder, shushing the audience yet again.
I hope there'll be an applause at the end anyway, Ben thought.
"I still have to run this by the king and queen for it to be official, and I can only hope I can count on you guys for support and to keep quiet until I break the news to them as well."
King Adam and Queen Belle, the first and current rulers of the United States of Auradon. Twenty years ago, the two got married in front of six thousand of their closest friends. Instead of a honeymoon, King Adam had united all the kingdoms, which led himself and his wife to be elected as the rulers of the land.
Ben had big shoes to fill. While Queen Belle was smart, selfless, caring, and empathetic, King Adam was strong, merciful, and reasonable, until his temper occasionally clouded his judgement and actions. No wonder the entire kingdom coined him with the alias, "King Beast". Surprisingly, he didn't mind. In fact, he much rather preferred it than his actual name. The words "King Beast" had humbled him and reminded the man of what he once was, and how anyone could change.
And Ben was hoping that everyone would open their minds and change for the better as well with his new proclamation.
Just like you rehearsed, Ben thought. He took a deep breath and cleared his throat again, adjusting his stance and posture to stand taller and stronger like a future king should.
"As my first proclamation...I've decided that the children of The Isle of The Lost...should be given a chance to live here in Auradon."
Suddenly, the dining hall hadn't seem so radiant. Most of the smiles on his peers and friends' faces had stiffened, if they had not dropped completely into a concerned frown. The quiet dining hall begun echoing murmurs and whispers of sayings such as "Is he out of his mind?" and "Did I hear him correctly?". Ben could've sworn on the enchanted rose that he heard Chad Charming behind him whisper, "Auradon falls".
"Benny Boo? Is this a joke?" Audrey asked, hushed under her gritted smile.
"Of course not." he answered proudly with a nervous chuckle.
The quiet murmurs and whispers grew into hysterical screams and shouts. If Ben closed his eyes, he could have sworn that the dining hall was filled with a large, rowdy, mob. He understood the concern but never imagined the reaction to be so loud.
"Silence!" Ben roared over everyone else.
As told, the audience complied and waited for the prince to continue.
"Now, I know what you're all thinking. And I'll admit, it may seem a bit out there. But there are children on that island! Innocent children on that island—"
"With only the most villainous and evil people to ever walk the face of the Earth!" Chad blurted out, a bit too loudly. Ben turned around again, and grunted at his friend with the most infuriated look on his face that Chad had ever seen. Chad's amber eyes met the glare of Ben's hazel ones and knew he was serious. Without hesitation, he mouthed "Sorry" and slowly slumped back into his wooden chair.
Ben wiped his face, and sighed heavily. "There are innocent children on that island who were never given a chance to prove themselves. Children our own age who are paying for the crimes that their parents committed and are forced to live under their shadows just like us."
The murmurs and whispers were slowly coming back, only this time they were a bit hopeful. Statements like "Just like us?", "The children are innocent...", "But can we trust them?", and "He may have a point..." caused a soft smile to curl onto his lips.
"Hopefully, with my parents's approval, they might even be able to go to school with us."
That started another uproar.
"Hey! HEY! I know! But let's give them a chance. They haven't done anything wrong."
"Yet." Audrey whispered to one of her closest friends, Aria. She nodded in agreement.
The crowd still hadn't managed to calm down, and Ben really wasn't sure what to do anymore.
"QUIET!"
Ben furrowed his brows, and turned around to look at the one responsible for shutting everyone else up. He should have known it was Lyric. He looked furious standing in his chair, his bluer than the Caspian Sea eyes widened and his nostrils flared. Ben looked into Lyric's eyes and simply nodded, and Lyric chuckled softly at his sudden outburst. "Sorry, but I was just gonna say what would've happened if all of our parents had listened when everyone else told them no? When no one else gave them a chance? When everyone else thought they were crazy? Do you think any of us would have been here?"
Ben shot a proud smile at his best friend, who couldn't help but to send him a smug smirk and a shrug back. Aria giggled and rolled her eyes at her twin brother as he stepped down off the chair and high-fived another friend named Aziz. Chad reluctantly nodded in agreement, while Audrey crossed her arms and tapped her right pale pink heel rapidly against the brown and gray tiled floor.
"What about our parents, Benny Bear? Do you think they'll be okay with this? I know my parents won't be. And I wouldn't be surprised if they threatened to shut the school down the minute they hear of—"
"I already told them." Ben interrupted. "I sent emails, messengers, and wrote letters a week ago. They were all just as concerned as you, but I reassured them that their children would be safe. I promise to you all that you'll all be safe."
Audrey slowly approached the prince, and enveloped her hands with his. "You promise?" she asked in a sweetly, soft innocent tone, batting her pretty brown eyes.
"I promise, Audrey." Ben reassured, in a deep romantic tone. Like right out of a movie, most of the students responded with an "Aww!". Ben kissed Audrey on the cheek, and she returned the favor with a coy giggle. He slowly let go and faced the crowd yet again.
"So do I have your support? Can I trust that you guys won't say anything to my parents?"
"All hail, Prince Ben!" The same young male student yelled. He was responsible for the slow clap that grew into a loud applause once other students slowly gave in to it. Lyric clapped proudly behind Ben. He turned around and shared another chuckle with his best friend. Audrey starting clapping almost immediately, even louder and faster than Lyric, getting the entire cafeteria to chant "Prince Ben" in hopes to get her boyfriend's attention (and stealing it away from Lyric).
It worked, as Ben hugged the princess on her right side, sharing another chaste kiss on the lips. And honestly, it was all he needed, not just the kiss from his beautiful girlfriend (that was icing on the royal cake) but the support from all of his peers gave Ben the strength to confront his parents. And to a lesser extent, actually go through with it.
The next morning was here before anyone could see it coming. And Prince Ben couldn't wait for his first official proclamation to finally take effect. His parents (mainly King Beast himself) didn't see eye to eye about allowing the children of their sworn enemies coming to live among side them, but after the reminder that Queen Belle had given King Beast a second chance, he had to agree and be supportive.
All he needed now were for the children of the Isle of the Lost to cooperate.
How hard could that be?
Pretty hard, actually.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Take a certain teenage waitress for example, one of the many inhabitants of the Isle of the Lost. Rather than sweeping the floors, cleaning the tables, or making sure the customers were taken care of, she decided to spend her time sitting idly at the bar table, singing quietly to herself as she rested her head on her hands.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Her soprano voice was beautiful, light, agile, but strong, almost like a mermaid.
Her mother hated it.
"Aye, you! Waitress! WAITRESS!"
Uriana sighed heavily once she spotted one of the regulars in her mother's restaurant. One of Captain Hook's crew members from what she knew, who occasionally loved to spend all day at Ursula's Fish and Chips retelling his stories of the "good ol' days" in Neverland with the rest of the crew.
"I asked for tartar sauce!"
She forced herself up from the bar table and sighed heavily again. Her dark purple heeled boots creaked with each step she took on the wooden floor. She arrived at the table, placing her hands on her hips. "You take it how we make it, that's our motto. If you don't like it, get out!"
"Who eats burnt hush puppies without tartar sauce?"
How can anyone eat this crap to begin with, Uriana thought to herself, unable to stop herself from rolling her eyes as the old man continued to banter and complain. She combed through her long black, wavy mane with her right hand. Uma must have been responsible.
Uriana took a quick glance around the place to look for her as she begun twirling her hair around her index finger. The rustic, dark blue-green walls gave off the perfect "Under-The-Sea" vibe that Ursula was going for, almost like an evil underwater cavern. Purple, hot pink, green, and blue light bulbs dangled in the air, a group of them each hanging off of pirate ship helms. The creaky wooden stairs that led to the second floor almost resembled a crow's next of a pirate ship, the restaurant's logo acting as the sail. The few empty tables were all covered with dirty floral tablecloths that Ursula managed to bargain from a few of the neighbors. Those suckers. And Uriana knew for a fact that Uma wasn't with a customer, she hadn't heard the turquoise hair colored girl threaten customers to drown in their tears after giving her lip. Her twin sister was nowhere to be found. She was definitely responsible and was probably snickering off under the table or outside at her latest work scheme.
Uriana nodded to herself and giggled quietly. This had been a game the two sisters had played with each other as long as she could remember. One of the two would purposefully screw up an order then hide, leaving the other sister to deal with the enraged customer.
"You think this is funny?"
Uriana didn't bother to hid her sly smile anymore. "So what if I do?" she asked with a shrug.
The pirate stood up then slammed both of his hands onto the table. Everyone's attention was immediately turned to the pirate, shocked and silenced. A few even flinched, but Uriana hadn't bother to so much as even blink at the guy. "You don't know who you're messing with, lass. You best not cross me."
"Or what? I'll walk the plank?"
Most of the customers cooed, while a few others joined in with Uriana's laughter. The pirate looked around, annoyed, and snarled, slowly reaching for the handle in his back pocket.
"Nope." he whispered-yelled, shaking his head no. Without skipping a beat, he pulled out the pirate dagger and pointed the blade toward Uriana's neck. "You'll be out cold like your aunt was."
Her eyes widened and stared directly at the dagger. She couldn't see the smirk on the pirate's face, but she knew it was there once the other customers begun to coo and whisper among themselves, feeding into his ego.
Uriana snorted. "You wouldn't."
"Try me, lass."
"For tartar sauce? Really? If there's anyone you should be mad at, it's my sister. She's the one who probably screwed with your order." Uriana said rather calmly.
"And where is she now, huh?" The pirate looked around. Still no sight of Uma, or any of the other waiters from what Uriana could see. "Looks like you're the one who's in charge here."
The pirate then leaned toward Uriana as she tried to back away from him. She jumped in panic once her back had hit the bar table while her neck felt the cold, slightly dull tip of the dagger. The pirate's smile grew crooked, like the remaining teeth he had in his mouth, and everyone continued to whisper and murmurs to themselves. A few even chuckled.
"You don't wanna do this." Uriana let out, her voice suddenly breathy and fragile.
"Why not?"
"MORLEY!"
Uriana looked over at the entrance only to confirm that the voice responsible was indeed her mother, the infamous sea witch, Ursula. Her eyes were dilated, crazed, and glowed red, her red painted lips were frowning, and both of her hands were firmly on her hips like her daughter's just mere moments ago. Behind her stood the waiters, some nervous, others cackling, including Uma, who's smile was as big as the ocean. She sent a wink over to Uriana once both of their dark brown eyes met.
"Ur-Ur-Ursula!" Morley said, both of his hands trembling. Uriana had to push Morley's hand away from her slowly since the pirate was too shocked to even move. His fingers released the dagger on their own while his uncovered right eye was still stuck on Ursula.
Ursula sashayed flamboyantly inside like she owned the place (well, she actually did), her glare kept strong onto Morley. She took a seat next to a terrified customer and with a snap of her fingers, two burly men power-walked downstairs to the pirate. Before Morley realized what was going on, they grabbed him; one had his arms and the other had his legs. He flailed around like a fish out of water as the two carried him toward the entrance. Uma held the door open, grinning, and waved as they literally threw the pirate out on the street. The whole restaurant erupted into cheers and laughter.
Ursula cleared her throat obnoxiously, pointing at Morley's table, and watched as two of the waiters hurriedly grabbed the plate and cup, cleaning the table as fast as they could. The two ran past everyone else into the kitchen to save the food. Ursula couldn't afford to throw anything away, and it was bad to begin with. All of the food on the island was either burnt, bitter, or rotten, fresh, sweet, delicious food would only make the villains soft. And clean clothes would only take away from their dark, intimidating, appearances that many were familiar to cower from. And when their day to swear revenge on their sworn enemies came, the villains couldn't afford to be soft or rusty.
They needed to stay rotten to the core.
The Isle of the Lost was home to all of the villains (and their sidekicks) that dared to threaten and disrupt peace and mankind (or for Ursula, at least, merkind). Abduction, larceny, pillaging, destroying, mutinying kingdoms, and smart, witty, retorts were only a few of the crimes that many of the inhabitants were guilty of. And that was only child's play for some of the most cruel, monstrous, villains of them all.
But to them, none of that compared to what King Beast had done to them. While he managed to unite all of the kingdoms into a huge, idyllic, utopia for him, his family and friends and their subjects to live in, he also rounded up all of the villains to be sent to the island with no magic or any kind of Wi-Fi that most of Auradon had grown to love and drew benefits from. Even the villains that had died were brought back to life to live on the wasteland.
And Uriana couldn't count how many times Ursula said she would have rather been impaled by sunken ships (again) than to live without her magic or her original, Nautilus necklace.
Once the place calmed down, Ursula turned to Uriana, who was stood there idly. Uriana felt a bit more at ease when she saw that her mother's beady eyes were gray again.
"Aren't you going to say greet your employer and mother, my dear sweet child? We are evil, but I don't remember you being raised by whales."
"Hello, mother." Uriana greeted halfheartedly.
Ursula chuckled to herself, approaching her teenage daughter slowly. Her right arm wrapped around Uriana's black leather jacket clad shoulder, almost like her former tentacles had once around Princess Ariel before Ursula met her doom.
Her left hand cupped her daughter's face tightly. "You unfortunate, adolescent girl." she said in a rather familiar grandmotherly tone. "Boys would have been much easier to raise, let me tell you. Not as talkative, or emotional, or as sing-y in your case. Ha! You two probably would've been named Flotsam The Second and Jetsam Jr!"
Uriana shook Ursula's hands off of her face while she was busy cackling at her same old lame attempt of a joke.
"All of that for tartar sauce? Talk about pathetic!" Uma chimed in with a mischievous grin.
"I'd hate to lose either of my best, free workers, but I do respect the evil act. It's much better than stupid, useless, waitress pranks you two have been plotting for years." Ursula said in utter disgust, pointing right at the guilty parties.
"You knew about those?" Uma asked, her smile wiped clean, with a slight frown replacing it.
"I have eyes everywhere, poopsie, I know all! They were disappointing." Ursula said, smirking. Her eyes glistened as she begun laughing and clapping to herself once more. "And speaking of which, girls do I have news for you!"
Uma and Uriana furrowed their brows at each other as Ursula quickly linked her arms with each of her daughters and headed upstairs. With another snap of her fingers, the two burly men by the doorway had moved to the stairway, blocking access off to the rest of the bottom dwellers.
Uriana glanced at Uma, who looked as confused as she did while their mother slowly dragged them upstairs. What was so important that both Uma and Uriana had to take a break and regroup with their mother?
More importantly, what kind of news could possibly put Ursula of all villains in a good mood when Uriana knew that the only thing that made that woman smile was none other than obtaining the trident for herself?
Just what exactly was Ursula getting her daughters into?
Author's Note: Oh, and P.S., I drew inspiration of Uriana off of Young Ursula in Once Upon A Time (but they're not the same, don't worry). She's singing what Young Ursula was singing that almost caused Captain Hook to crash his pirate ship, only not siren-y if that makes any sense, lol. Look it up on YouTube if you're interested, the specific video is titled: "OUAT - 4x15 'The most dangerous creature of the seas: a mermaid' [Killian & Smee]", and she doesn't start singing that specific part until around 0:45.
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