The Marketplace near Bargain Castle (Note: Based on the wiki page, it's where Mal and her mother lived) were crowded with people. Even more so back home in Goblin Wharf (Note: The only dock on the Isle of the Lost, based on wiki) where my friends used to - Stop, I mentally chided myself. "You're leaving them behind," I mumbled to myself as I made my way through the crowd. "They're not your friends anymore. A traitor like you don't deserve them. Especially not-"

I was distracted by the a group finishing up what seems like a spontaneous dance number, with four very familiar faces leading them. I snorted when the purple haired one snatched a lollipop from a passing child and gave it to woman with huge horns on her head, only to have the woman spit on it and return it to the kid. Maleficent have really let her evil ways go. "It's not as if all the great villains of the past have remained legendary," I sighed, thinking about my dad who was still back at the docks cooking up inedible dim sum. I clutched at the raccoon tail scarf around my neck, even though he never bothered about what I do, as long as I helped out at the shop, he is still my dad.

"There she is," Maleficent's voice pulled me out of my thoughts and I made my way besides the other kids. "You five have been chosen to go to a different school... In Auradon."

The moment my dad got the letter from Auradon about Prince Ben's proclamation to let a few villain kids have a second chance, he insisted that I get my ass there and find a way to free him from the Isle so he could continue trying to take over Northern Wei (Note: What used to be China). "What? I'm not going to some boarding school filled with prissy pink princesses!" Mal argued. "And perfect princes. Ugh." Evie sighed dreamily from beside her then pretended to be disgusted.

"Yeah, and I don't do uniforms. Unless it's leather. You feel me?" Jay joked as he winked at me. Rolling my eyes, I straightened my fur-collared vest with the black leather front and black skin-tight dress. Despite the extra two inches my spiked combat boots added to my height, he was still a good half a head taller than my now 5'5.

Carlos looked panicky, saying: "I read somewhere that they allow dogs in Auradon. Mom said they're rabid pack animals who eat boys who don't behave."

"Yeah, mom. We're not going." Mal stated, her friends nodding in agreement. "How's about you, Andria? You willing to leave Shrimpy's crew behind?" I internally winced at Uma's old nickname. So, she does remember me. Mal and Uma used to go way back, but that's a story for another day.

"I heard they've got chocolate. And it's Andy, only my dad calls me Andria." I answered.

Maleficent wrapped her arm around Mal's shoulders and led her into the Bargain Castle. "Oh you're thinking small, pumpkin. It's all about world domination." Shrugging at the others, we followed them in.

"Mal," The dragon lady said. "You will go. You will find me Fairy Godmother and you will bring back the magic wand. East peasy." Her words made sense, if we could pull this off, I could come back to the Isle and everything would go back to normal.

"What's in it for us?" Mal asked her mother.

"Matching thrones. Hers- and- hers crowns."

Carlos interjected their conversation mentioning our presence. "Um, I...I think she meant us." He gestured to the rest of us.

Ignoring him, Maleficent turned her daughter's attention back on herself. "It's all about you and me, baby. Do you enjoy watching innocent people suffer?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, who doesn't..."

"Well, then get me the wand and you and I can see all that and so much more. And with that wand and my sceptre, I will be able to bend both good and evil to my will." She cackled. Damn, all those years of cackling really did a number on her voice.

"Our will," Evil Queen shouted from the dining table.

"Our will, our will," Maleficent snapped. "And if you refuse, you're grounded for the rest of your life, missy."

I left all four pairs of parent and child arguing about whether or not the kids are going to Auradon until I heard Cruella mentioned Carlos scrapping off her bunions. "Right, too much information. I'm just going to wait outside." I muttered and made my way out.