(This chapter and the rest of the story takes place ten years later, when Mal is sixteen)
Mal sat on an old rusty dumpster, looking down at her little organization, The Children of the Lost as they liked to call themselves, of abandoned Villain Kids. Abandoned by their parents on that dreadful day and they had to grow up alone, in secret. And despite this, they'd somehow managed to survive for ten years and now, here they all were. Alive. She somehow loved the idea of surviving without their parents and she wanted it to stay that way. She chuckled a bit to herself before turning to see Jay, a long haired seventeen year-old, walking back into the alleyway along with Anthony Tremaine and Carlos de Vil. "Jay!", the purple-haired girl called.
He turned to look at her and smiled, setting down a small bag as he walked over to her. "Hey, Mal."
"Did you and your little team find anything?", she asked hopefully.
Jay shrugged. "We snuck into Charminton and pickpocket as many wallets as we could, stole a few snacks, and some clothes as well. That's it."
"How many wallets did you steal?"
Jay pulled out two leather wallets out of the front pocket of his old, ripped jeans. "This much, Mal."
"That's it?", she muttered in disbelief. "And you were gone for what? Three hours?"
"Mal. What more can we get without being caught?"
She sighed and leaned back. "Guess you're right Jay... Take the clothes to Evie and put the snacks with the rest of the food."
He nodded. "Yes, ma'am," Jay laughed before walking off, tthe two younger boys following him.
Mal rolled her green eyes and jumped off of the dumpster, weaving her way through teens, looking around for someone. She quickly spotted a brown and blue-haired girl, walking up to her. "Uma?"
She didn't look back but answered. "What is it, oh great and powerful leader Mal?"
"I've told you not to call me that, Uma."
Uma looked back and smirked at her. "I can't help it now, can I?"
She rolled are green eyes and continued. "Can you handle taking Mr. Psychotic Hook out fishing?"
"I can handle anything you throw at me, Dragon Girl," she said.
"Is that a challenge, 'captain'?", Mal asked with a smirk, saying 'captain' in a mocking tone.
"Maybe," she snorted.
"I'll take that has a no," Mal responded. "Why don't you and Harry go fishing now?"
Uma shrugged. "Fine, I'll go."
"No arguement? What a pleasant surprise."
"I'm just gonna go now, Dragon Girl," Uma muttered.
She smiled at her friend and watched her go find Harry Hook and perhaps his siblings. The villain kid walked off to find someone else, wandering out of the alley and into one of the old stores. "Evie?"
Silence. Mal frowned and tried qgain but got no response. She walked around the area, cautious, heading towards her friend's 'working corner.' The dusty desk had Evie's scissors, sewing supplies, and some cloth and fabric but there was no sign of her friend. She flipped the items over to see if anything was under it, but nothing was. Her gaze weny to the floor and there sat Jay and his stealing recruits' stolen clothes in a sack. Other than that, there was nothing on the floor.
Where is she?, she questioned herself.
Mal sighed and pushed the creaky door open, walking outside. She trotted towards the alleyway, looking at the people around her. "Harriet!"
The older girl looked at her. "What is it, Mal?"
"Have you seen Evie? I need to talk to her about something."
Harriet stayed quiet, pursing her lips as she thought. "Well... She went out on a little raid with... Freddie and C-"
"Mal!", a tanned girl cur her off, the villain kids gathering around her and CJ.
She tensed and made her way over to the two of them. "Freddie, CJ? What happened?"
"Evie...", she panted.
"She's been caught!", Cj finished.
Thanks, guys, for supporting me! I have never had eleven positive reviews for one chapter before... or twelve follows... or seven favorites... Thanks again!
I also feel like I overdid it for the second chapter...
That's all I have to say now.
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~Eagle