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Ch. Summary: A pact between the VK's and pirates. Ben see's just how cruel the Isle can be.


"Are you sure this is the best place for us to be right now?" Evie said looking around.

Carlos sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, "Our parents won't think to look for us here. They knew Mal and Uma were rivals." He sat heavily on the bench, exhausted.

"Carlos is right. This will be the last place they look. Besides, Uma takes the code seriously; she won't turn us in." Mal glared at Uma who was sitting a few tables across from them. Uma gave a wide shark-toothed smile and waved towards Mal and the others.

The VK's were all sitting in Ursula's fish and chip shop. Word had gotten around the Isle that they were back and now their parents were looking for them.

Under normal circumstances there was no way Mal and others would be caught dead in the reeking pile of fish shit the pirates called a base. But, there was no other option. They'd come here in a last ditched effort to free Ben only to find out that their parents had their goons searching the Isle for them. And Carlos, brilliant, irritating Carlos had called a parley.

There was a code among most of the villain kids. The ones who were beaten, broke-down, and neglected by their parents. That no matter what went down between them, no matter how nasty things got; they would never involve their parents. This also applied to seeking refuge, there was one free pass between enemies, where do debts needed to be paid. And this was it.

"Harry, get the hell off him," Jay growled. To Jay's right Harry Hook had Ben trapped between the bench and his own body, free hand fisted in Ben's shirt and his hook brushing back Ben's hair.

Straddling Ben, Harry licked his lips and looked at Jay, "Ooooooh, but why?" he purred. "He's a real Auradon lad! When am I gonna have another chance to get this up close and personal?"

Ben looked a bit worried with Harry sat atop him like that, but not nearly as much as Mal thought he should. Ben didn't know how ruthless and blood thirsty Harry was, the boy was completely insane, the slightest thing could set him off.

Mal narrowed her eyes, "Harry—" she started, but was irrupted by Carlos calling Harry's attention from Jay's left side.

"Oh look, someone's flirting with Uma," Carlos said almost nonchalantly. But he knew was he was doing, Harry had no control when it came to Uma, borderline obsessive when it came to his need of her.

A glance over to Uma's table confirmed what Carlos had said. Some wharf rat, probably new (or just dumb) was leaning across the table blatantly flirting with Uma. His hands tugging at her braids and his breath ghosting her face. Mal wasn't even sure she could feel bad for him, if he was this stupid to try and hook up with Uma right in the middle of her own territory. Right in front of Harry.

Before anyone could get another word in Harry slid off of Ben's lap in one smooth motion, charged up to Uma's table and snagged the man by his collar with his hook.

"What do think yer doing!?" Harry shrieked. With a slash of his hook he broke skin on the nameless mans' neck and he screamed falling to the floor and clutching the wound.

"How dare you! How dare you! How dare you!" Harry brought his foot down on the wharf rats face, again and again, punctuating each sentence with a brutal stomp.

The mans' face spurted blood and Harry's mad ranting had been replaced with manic laughter. The entire fish shop was silent as Harry kept up his onslaught.

"Stop!" Ben yelled, shooting up from his chair. "Stop! You're—"

"Ben!" Evie yanked on Ben's arm, preventing him from going any further. But he was determined to break up this fight. He couldn't just sit back and watch and innocent person get beat half to death.

Ben broke free of Evie's grasp, just to be meet with Jay standing in front of him. A hand on his chest to keep him from going any further. "Dude." Jay's face was hard, harder than he's ever seen it on Auradon. Even when they had first arrived.

Ben's eyes widened he couldn't believe they would just stand here and let this happen. It had to occur often if they were so nonplussed by it. Had they seen this before? Had it happened to them? Had they done it someone else?

"Mal," Ben said as a last effort. Surely, she'd stop it, if only for him.

Mal meet his eyes, a blank mask, and they lingered for a brief second, then she turned away, "Uma."

The girl in question was looking lazily at Harry. Chin in her hand she swiveled her gaze to Mal and arched an eyebrow.

Their mental battle of wills was lasting far too long in Ben's opinion. The man on the ground had long since stopped screaming and could only offer up a few pitiful whimpers here and there. But before Ben could say anything else Uma's stare cut to him momentarily and she said, "Harry, that's enough."

At Uma's words Harry foot stopped only inches away from the mans' bloody face, his laughter severed by a low whine directed at Uma. "But Uma he—"

"I said enough." She snapped. "Someone get him outta here." She paused and looked at Ben again, "And patch him up while you're at it."

She said the words carelessly and with a wave of her hand, but her subordinates followed her orders absolutely. Three of Uma's pirates came and hoisted the bleeding man up and out of chip shop.

"Thank you," Ben breathed. Although he wasn't sure if he should thank someone for common decency, it seemed like the right thing to do.

Jay nudged Ben's chest, prompting him to sit back down again. He did sit, but he couldn't stop staring that red puddle in the middle of the floor. He knew the Isle was bad, but he never considered everything that could go on around here. He knew the kids here were suffering but only in the grand scheme, paying for their parents' terrible mistakes. He never thought about how arduous and spiteful their day to day life must have been.

"Hey," Carlos pushed Ben's shoulder lightly, "Don't think about too much, man. We won't let anything happen to you." His face looked pained, someone who wasn't used to this level of violence anymore, but still wanted to reassure Ben.

Ben narrowed his eyes at the blood on the floor, "It's not me I'm worried about."

Across the way Harry crawled over to Uma, a kicked puppy expression on his face.

"Uma," Harry whined deep his throat. "Uma." He was on his knees in front of Uma's chair, his hands clutching her calves.

Uma smiled down at him and carded her fingers through his hair. He looked up at her with utter adoration, his wide eyes focused solely on her. As if she was his everything, as if his whole life depended on hers.

Harry's wounded face quickly turned into a wicked smile, gathered himself up and dropped onto Uma's lap. He tangled his fingers in her long sea colored braids and scratched ten long lines from the back of her head down to her neck.

"Uma," he moaned, grinding down into her. "All that blood-ah- got me all riled up…"

Uma chuckled lightly, "Go find Gil then." She moved her hands from his hair and raked them down his chest. His breath caught in his throat

"Y-you sent him…out on patrol..."

"Alright then," she laughed. Trailing her hands further and further south. Harry squirming, bucking into her as she undid his belt, unlaced his pants, pull down his—

"Are they serious?" Evie said, jerking her head in the opposite direction. "Right in the middle of the restaurant? Pirates have no class at all."

Mal rolled her eyes at them, patting Evie on the shoulder. Muttering something about disgusting pirates.

Ben however, couldn't care less. He couldn't get the image of Harry beating that man half to death out of his mind. Ben wondered if he would have stopped id Uma hadn't commanded him to.

"Would he have done it?" Ben said to no one in particular. "Would he really have killed him?"

The deafening silence that followed answered his question. All this time he had been living lavishly on Auradon while kids, his subjects, were murdered and injured on what was probably a daily basis. A sudden thought hit him, had his friends had to suffer this too? Had they hurt anyone like he just witnessed Harry hurt someone?

"…Have you?" Ben asked quietly.

He looked at each one of them. Carlos ran his fingers through his curls not meeting Bens' eye. Evie did meet Bens' eyes but they looked at him with such a dejected expression that his heart hurt. Jay fiddled with his beanie, eyes downcast. And Mal, Mal look at him straight on, as if daring him to say something bad about them and life they had lead.

"Don't look at them differently," she said. "Evie and Carlos haven't killed anyone if that's what you're thinking."

She didn't say anything about herself and Jay other than 'We did what we had to do to survive and protect what matters to us."

Ben knew better than to ask anymore.


My first descendants story. had to write it because of my boy harry hook. pls enjoy