Yay! Another chapter! I just want to thank all of you who have reviewed, favorite, and followed this story. It really does mean a lot.

Anyway, I do not own Descendants, only my OC Gabriella and any other OCs I may add into the mix. Enjoy!

Gabriella let out an inaudible sigh as they entered their home, well house, really. It wasn't actually a home, for a home is safe and warm, whereas this house was cold and filled with the most dangerous villains the world would ever know.

Maleficent sat reclined in her thrown-like chair, filing her nails as she spoke. "You will go. You will find the Fairy Godmother. And you will bring me back her magic wand." Maleficent blew on her nails, sending a wink to the kids. "Easy-peasy."

"What's in it for us?" Mal questioned, one hand on her hip, standing at the front of the group of teens with Evie slightly behind her, and Carlos, Jay, and, lastly, Gabriella taking up the back of the group as they stood before Maleficent.

"Matching thrones? Hers and hers crowns..." Maleficent sent her daughter a charming smile, while Gabriella rolled her eyes.

Always thinking about herself, she thought, though, knew it was just another characteristic of being a villain. Her father could probably win most narcissistic villain ever in the history of villains, even past the Evil Queen, though Gabriella would never voice such thoughts. The food on the Isle may be rotten, but it isn't out right poisoned, and she would prefer to keep it that way.

"Um...I think she meant us..." Carlos and Mal pointed around themselves to symbolize the group of teens.

"It's all about you and me, baby," Maleficent exclaimed, jumping from her seat to stare down at her daughter. "Do you enjoy watching innocent people suffer?"

"Well, yeah, I mean, who doesn't?" Mal responded, only to be cut off by her mother.

"Well, then, get me the wand, and you and I can see all that and so much more. With that wand and my scepter, I will be able to bend both good and evil to my will!"

"Our will!" Evil Queen pointed out, pausing at looking at herself in a mirror to correct Maleficent. From the side, Cruella pointed at her in agreement. Jafar also nodded his agreement.

"Our will, our will," Maleficent appeased, snapping her fingers to get Mal's attention. Gabriella sighed, deciding that she should probably start packing...

The door to their house burst open, a man dressed in a red, orange collared, tunic shirt, black pants, and brown hunting boots, similar to Gabriella's own, only hers was more feminine and she wore a brown leather jacket with arrow heads embroidered on the back. His long ebony hair was tied in a loose horse tail, his carved features set in their usual cool smirk as his eyes landed on Gabriella, who stood in surprise.

"Dad?" she asked quietly, her eyes wide in shock. What was he doing here? She hadn't seen him since he dropped her off here at the ripe age of ten, claiming he couldn't care for a girl while he had so many "strapping, young men" to raise.

"Oh, hello Gaston!" Maleficent crowed, smiling widely. "I see you've come to call on your daughter." Turning to the shell-shocked teen, she suggested, more like ordered, "Why don't you take your father to your room for a little chat?"

Gabriella sighed, but obeyed nonetheless, leading her father to the small room she shared with Mal and Evie. Sitting on her bed, she stared up at her tall father, her face blank. "Why are you here?"

"Can't a father come visit his daughter once in a while?" Gaston asked innocently, leaning against the wall so that he towered over her; a simple minded power play that was meant to scare her. It only slightly worked, since her bow and quiver were on her back, giving her that special security in knowing she could flee through the tiny window at any given moment.

"Not when, basically, the leader of the island decides the children of five villains being sent to Auradon is a good opportunity to steal a magical wand that can possibly free every single inhabitant of the Isle," Gabriella deadpanned, her blank face never crumbling, even when her father's handsome features morphed into a hideous scowl. "I just don't know why you aren't sending any of the Gaston Jr.'s there instead of me." Because you're so disappointed I wasn't born a boy.

Gaston scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Gabby, I've told you when you use such long sentences and words, it makes you seem smart, and men don't like smart women." He eyed her quiver and arrows. "I still don't see why you enjoy that dumb bow so much; a gun is much more effective."

And loud, she responded silently, learning years ago talking back to her father never ended well.

"Anyway, I'm sending you because those fools in Auradon refused to accept any of my strapping young sons." Of course, that's why. "And, this will give you a chance to prove yourself."

Gabriella perked up, narrowing her eyes slightly. "Oh? And how will I prove myself...?"

Gaston chuckled. "Simple. You, and your friends, steal the wand, bring it back here, the rest of us are set free, and I can finally take my revenge on that Beast once and for all." Gaston's blue eyes turned icy. "Failure is not an option, understand, Gabriella?"

A shiver went down her spine at how dark her father's voice went. If she pulled this off, she would finally have the respect she wanted and deserved; from her father and her idiot brothers. This was the chance she had been looking for; a chance to finally prove herself.

"I understand."


Gabriella slung her pack into the black limo, marveling at it. They didn't have anything like this on the Isle. Maybe going to Auradon wouldn't be as bad as she thought. Before she stepped into the limo, she handed over the jewelry she stole to Evil Queen and Jafar, stating she didn't need, nor want, it and that it was just to have some fun when questioned why she took them in the first place. She also handed over the basket, knowing Jafar would probably just end up selling it back to the woman she had stolen it from.

Gabriella slid into the limo, taking a seat between Evie and Mal, her bow and quiver resting in her lap while her pack lied at her feet. She eyed her bow carefully, realizing that the people of Auradon would probably confiscate the weapon, even though she only had the non-lethal arrowheads on. Her eyes then flicked over to Mal, who had just received her mother's spell book...

Hmm, I could hide my bow and quiver in my bag until we're at Auradon, then have Mal use some magic to...disguise it.

She was pulled out of her thoughts when the window that separated them from the driver rolled down, revealing the limo heading towards the bridgeless edge of the Isle.

"Look!" Evie yelled, soon followed by Carlos screaming that it was a trap.

The group huddled together, screaming in fear, Jay grabbing Gabriella and Carlos close to him as she gripped onto him for dear life and Evie and Mal gripped onto to her.

However, they didn't plummet to their untimely deaths. Instead, the limo continued driving onto a yellow road that appeared over the ocean.

"What just happened?" Carlos asked, noticing how beautiful swirls of sparkling, gold light surrounded the limo as it drove over the ocean.

"It must be magic," Evie laughed, smiling at the beautiful sight before them.

Mal turned to the driver, tapping on the seat to get his attention. "Hey, did this little button just open the magical barrier?"

"Nope," he deadpanned, barely glancing at them as he held up a smaller device. "This one opens the magic barrier. That one opens my garage. And this button..." He pushed another button, which closed the barrier between them.

"Okay..." Mal drawled, turning back around with a grin. "Nasty. I like that guy."

If magic is used here, then that means...

"Mal." The purple haired girl turned to Gabriella, a single eyebrow raised. "I need you to spell my bow...no need to have it possibly confiscated by the goody-goodies."

Mal nodded. "Good thinking." She pulled out her mother's spell book and flipped through it until she found the right spell.

"Change your form,
Now and then,
Transform into a violin."

Her bow shimmered green before transforming into a simple violin and bow, the musical kind. Gabriella gave her an unimpressed look, making the purple haired fairy laugh.

"What? I always loved how awful you were when you use to play." Mal gave her a smirk. "To change it back from one state to another, just whisper 'reverse'."

Rolling her eyes, Gabriella stuffed her arrows in her bag and her new violin in her quiver-now-turned-violin-case (magic was definitely confusing at times), then finally grabbed one of the sweet and salty treats Carlos had been talking about, smiling slightly at their unique taste.

She could get used to this...


Gabriella cringed at all loud noises from the band and various students, covering her ears to block out the sound, and, conveniently, Jay trying to bully Carlos out of some blue cloth. Once they exited the limo, fighting like cats and dogs, Gabriella sighed in relief when she heard the band had stopped, climbing out after Evie and Mal. Her eyes then found Jay with his foot pressed to a fallen Carlos' chest as they had a tug-a-war with the blue cloth.

As calm as ever, though her anger was boiling beneath the surface, she walked around the car, standing next to Jay, she proceeded to grab his ear and twist. Hard.

"Ow! Gabby, come on! I know you hate it when I fight-"

"Bully," she quietly, yet sternly, corrected.

"Carlos, but look at all of this stuff!"

Gabby's eye twitched, and she twisted Jay's ear once more. "We are here to make an impression, not rob a limo blind. Now, put it back."

"Guys, guys, guys," Mal hissed, stepping forward so that she stood near the three. "We have an audience."

Gabby flicked her eyes to the woman that walked forward, her blue dress with the big pink bow clearly stating who she was.

"Just cleaning up!" Jay stated, hauling Carlos up to his feet once Gabby released his ear.

"Leave it like you found it," Fairy Godmother sang, before saying, "And by that, I mean just leave it."

With a sigh, Jay and Carlos threw their loot back into the limo, grumbling slightly under their breath. Gabby gave both of them a withering glare, causing both boys to shut up instantly. Honestly, they were worse than her brothers sometimes...

"Hello, Foxy," Jay drawled, swaggering towards a tan brunette, his face in his patented charming smirk, causing Gabby to roll her eyes. He's been hanging out with the Gaston Jrs. too long. "The name's...Jay." The girl laughed uncomfortably, until Fairy Godmother leaned to the side and, conveniently, in front of the girl.

"Welcome to Auradon Prep. I'm Fairy Godmother, headmistress." Fairy Godmother did a little bow.

"The Fairy Godmother, as in, bibbity-bobbity-boo?" Mal asked, donning a fake expression of awe as she made hand motions of using the wand.

She's such a good actress when she plays innocent, Gabby thought, smirking internally while her face remained blank and stoic.

"Bibbity-bobbity-you know it!" Fairy Godmother smiled.

"Yeah, I always wondered what it felt like for Cinderella when you just...appeared out of nowhere..." Mal laughed lightly. "With that sparkly wand...and that warm smile...and that sparkly wand..." Mal formed her expression into an innocent smile, playing the Fairy Godmother, who was giving that aforementioned "warm smile".

"That was a long time ago...and as I always say..." she paused to make a grand hand gesture, "'Don't focus on the past, or you'll miss the future!'"

The young man standing beside Fairy Godmother stepped forward, looking regal and poised.

Oh boy, looks like we found the host to the ball, Gabby thought dryly, rolling her eyes as he began to speak.

"It is so good to finally meet you all. I'm Ben," Ben introduced, offering them a smile that flickered when his companion spoke up.

"Prince Benjamin, soon to be King!" Gabby winced slightly. Well someone is a bit obsessed with titles.

Evie stepped forward, her expression dreamy as she stared at Ben. "You had me at 'prince'." Evie gave a small curtsey. "My mom's a queen, which makes me a princess."

"The Evil Queen has no royal status here...and neither do you." Gabby narrowed her eyes, her nostrils flaring in anger.

Game on, Princess.

"Actually," Gabby drawled, gaining everyone's attention, "if anything, Evie is visiting royalty, since she technically does have royal status back home. Therefore, Evie is a visiting princess, and should be treated with the same respect, if not more, if you want to think about future dealings with the Isle of the Lost, as your royalty here."

The girl looked shocked, but quickly pasted her fake smile on her face. "I suppose, you're right."

Evie sent Gabby a grateful look, Gabby simply nodding in acknowledgement.

"And this is Audrey," Ben added, laughing awkwardly.

"Princess Audrey. His girlfriend. Right, Benny-boo?" Gabby snorted quietly at that, watching in slight disgust as Audrey latched onto Ben's hand. Possessive much?

"Ben and Audrey are going to show you all around. And I'll see you all tomorrow." Fairy Godmother grabbed the couple's linked hands, separating them quickly. "The doors of wisdom are never shut! But the library hours are from eight to eleven and, as you've heard, I have a little thing with curfews." With one final smile, Fairy Godmother left, the band following her and playing as they went. Gabby winced, the loud music making her sensitive ears ring. This is exactly why she avoided any machinery other than her bow. The loud noises, which could compete volume wise with the band, always made her trained ears ring.

"It is so...so, so good to finally meet you all." Ben winced as Jay slammed his fist into Ben's chest instead of shaking the prince's outstretched hand. Unfazed, the prince moved down the line to next teen, which happened to be Mal. The girl shook the prince's hand, their eyes lingering on each other longer than needed. "This is a momentous occasion, and one that I hope will go down in history..." Ben paused, licking brown stuff off his hand from when he shook Carlos'. "Chocolate?...As the day..." Ben paused to wince as Gabby's handshake seemed to nearly break his hand. However, a warning glance from Mal made her stop. "As the day our two peoples began to heal." He finished his speech by shaking Evie's hand.

"Or the day you showed five peoples where the bathrooms are." Mal's comment caused the prince to laugh, a detail that Gabby didn't fail to notice.

"A little bit over the top?" Ben smiled warmly, not at all offended by Mal's sarcasm.

"A little more than a 'little bit'."

"Well, so much for my first impression."

Well, aren't they hitting it off... This could prove bad for their mission if Mal got distracted by some prince...

Oh, what was she thinking?! This was Mal, not some damsel-in-distress.

"Hey, you're Maleficent's daughter, aren't you?" Something told Gabby that Audrey was beginning to grow more possessive by the second. "Yeah, you know what, I totally do not blame you for your mother trying to kill my parent's and stuff. Oh, my mother's Aurora, Sleeping-"

"Beauty," Mal interrupted, her face morphing into a false, cheery expression that did not hide her rage well. "Yeah, I've heard the name. And, you know, I totally do not blame your grandparents for inviting everyone in the whole world, but my mother, to their stupid christening."

"Water under the bridge..."

"Totes..."

Both Mal and Audrey laughed, sighing at the end as they shared that special glare that only girls could do; the look that identified you as the worst enemy. Gabby knew Audrey would regret ever messing with Mal, that is, if they stayed in Auradon long enough.

"Okay." Ben clapped his hands together. "How about a tour? Yeah?"

The villains shrugged, following Ben as he linked arms with Audrey and walked over to a statue of the "King" of Auradon.

Amazing. Gabby rolled her eyes, glaring at the statue.

"Auradon Prep, originally built over three hundred years ago and converted into a high school by my father when he became king." Ben paused by the statue and clapped his hands. To the villain's shock, the statue formed from a man into a beast, causing varying reactions. Mal simply looked on blankly, Evie took a step back, Carlos jumped into Jay's arms while screaming, and Gabby grabbed her violin case while sliding in front of them, before remembering that her violin was not currently her bow. Cursing herself, she set down the case and simply stood in a protective stance, cold eyes watching the Beast for any sudden movements.

However, it didn't move...

"Carlos, it's okay. My father wanted his statue to morph from beast to man, to remind us that anything is possible."

"Does he shed much?" Mal's sarcastic question made Gabby smirk as she returned to her normal stance, plucking up her case as she examined the statue.

So that's what the hideous beast father always described looks like.

"Yeah... My mom won't let him up on the couch." Gabby flicked her eyes to Ben, raising an eyebrow at the serious expression he wore.

The group then made their way into the school, the five new students gawking slightly at the grandeur shown. This place was extravagant, better, in appearance, than any place from the Isle.

"So...you guys have a lot of magic here in Auradon? Like wands and things like that?" Mal asked, standing at the head of the group as they faced Ben and Audrey.

"Yeah, it exists, of course, but it's pretty much retired. Most of us here are just...ordinary mortals..."

"Who happen to be kings and queens..."

Audrey was quick to agree with Mal's statement. "That's true. Our royal blood goes back hundreds of years..." Audrey skillfully pulled Ben's arm around her shoulders, once again showing whose boyfriend he was.

Gabby scoffed. Belle was just a village girl before she married the beast.

"Doug!" Ben exclaimed, untangling himself from Audrey's arm to approach one of the band members. "Doug, come down here." The young man climbed down the stairs.

"This is Doug." Doug gave them a smile. "He's going to help you with your class schedules and show you the dorms..."

"Doug, mon ami! Is there any way I could borrow your chemistry notes?" a French accented voice interrupted.

Everyone turned towards the door where a tall, lanky young man with long, auburn hair tied back raced in, skidding to a stop before the villains. He examined all of them, his gaze falling on Gabby last. They stared at each other, looking the other over. The boy was dressed in light brown slacks, a bright yellow button up shirt with a blue blazer over top. Gabby cocked her head to the side, wondering why he was staring at her so intently.

Ben broke the silence by walking over to the young man and patting him on the shoulder. "This is Lucian, or Luc as most of us call him, Lumiere's son. He's going to be the Maître d of my family's castle after his father retires." Lucian gave them all a charming smile, even sending a wink in Gabriella's direction. "If you ever need help finding your way around, Luc here can help you."

"Ah, bonjour, it is such a delight to see new faces here." He sent a smirk towards Ben. "I thought the Golden Boy here would back out before you came."

Ben rolled his eyes, walking back over to stand with his girlfriend. "I told you I wouldn't, Luc." Glancing back at Mal, he added, "I'll see you later, okay? And if there's anything you need, feel free to-"

"Ask Doug or Luc," Audrey interrupted, giving the group a "sweet" smile before dragging Ben off to only God knows where.

"Hi, guys," Doug greeted, adding in a little wave. "I'm Dopey's son, as in Dopey, Doc, Bashful, Happy, Grumpy, Sleepy, and..." He paused as Evie got his eye. "High-ho!"

"Evie, Evil Queen's daughter," Evie introduced, sauntering closer to Doug, making Gabby roll her eyes.

"Well, so, about your classes...I put in the requirements already... History between pirates, Safety Rules for the Internet, and..." Doug cleared his throat as Mal peered over his shoulder. "Remedial Goodness 101."

"Let me guess, new class?" Mal question, eating some hard candy she probably swiped from the limo. Doug nodded, a sheepish look on his face. Evie continued to look him up and down, twirling a strand of her blue hair. "Come on, guys. Let's go find our dorms." All of the others, but Gabby, followed Mal up the staircase.

Gabby rolled her eyes, before facing Doug. "Where exactly are our dorms?"

Doug jerked out of his day dream, most likely caused by Evie, and pointed in the opposite direction of where the majority of the villains were going. "Oh, yeah, your dorms are that way, guys."

The group quickly retreated as Doug tried to list all of his uncles along with his father. "Dopey, Doc, Bashful, Happy, Grumpy, Sleepy, and..."

Carlos paused next to him, supplying, "Sneezy." The young half-dwarf let his head fall back with a groan, before an elbow to the side brought him back to a certain Frenchman who apparently needed his notes.

"So, Doug, do you know the name of that beautiful mademoiselle who has graced this school with her very presence," Luc questioned, staring off after the girl that had captured his attention.

"What? Oh, that was Evie..."

"No, mon ami, I meant the girl with hair black as moonless skies and eyes that are so blue, they put cloudless skies to shame..."

"Oh, the quiet one who asked where their rooms are. I believe..." Doug quickly scanned his clipboard. "Her name is...Gabriella, daughter of...Gaston?!"

Luc sighed, still staring in the direction Gabriella had gone off. "It matters not who her father is. That girl is nothing like him..."

"How can you tell?"

"I just know, mon ami. I just know." Luc began to walk off, only pausing when Doug called after him.

"I thought you needed my chemistry notes...?"

"Chemistry must wait. I have ma belle chérie to woo." With that said, Luc took off, leaving Doug dumbfounded. He really hoped Luc wasn't serious. He may be Lumiere's son, and just as much a womanizer like his father once was, and that usually protected him, but Doug had a feeling the children from the Isle of the Lost wouldn't be very welcoming with Luc's constant flirting...especially Gabriella.

At least he has the guts to ask a girl out, a small part of him taunted, making him sigh.

"Good luck, Luc, you'll probably need it..."

Tada! A new chapter! And, yes, I know some of you may have been rooting for a Jay/OC coupling, but I think Gabby and Jay are just too different, and not exactly compatible. And, let's just say this way gives me some special wiggle room for a scene I have planned... Hehe. Anyway, thank you again for all of the reviews, favorites, and follows! And, if my French is off or wrong, I'm sorry, I don't really know the language. Until next time!

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