Disclaimer: I do not own the Descendants movie that was created by Disney and is also owned by Disney. I also do not own any images used for this as I probably just found them with some searching on the internet.
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Author's Note: I was only able to catch a bit of Descendant's 2 on TV, and with the help of my sister, we decided that instead of ignoring it, we should try and format it into the story as sibling rivalry and whatnot would add to the story. Sorry if it is a bit disjointed or awkward though. It's not like I'm a pro at this though.
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Ulysses P.O.V
After a few minutes time of traveling on foot, we finally arrived at the stone castle. Presiding inside the throne room (which had been turned into a lounge and a kitchen) were the five most vile villains in the land. In other words, our predecessors. Unfortunately for me, if my 'mother' being there was enough, there was also the addition of my, as painful as it is, sister, Uma.
Sitting nonchalantly on her worn down thrown while filing her nails, Maleficent gave us her orders. "You will go to Auradon, and you will find Fairy Godmother, and you will bring me back her magic wand. Easy peasy."
In what land or ocean was there any way of getting the most powerful magical wand in existence easily without troubles? Especially when the great majority of us didn't even have magic (and most importantly intelligence)? I simply cannot understand why people must downplay or exaggerate such extreme plans. It serves no purpose to anybody besides making people completely unprepared for their task or even makes them a paranoid mess. Quite troublesome to deal with, especially when you were one of the people involved in completing the task.
"What's in it for us," Mal asked. Now that is something that could make me have a great deal of interest in actually contributing to the task.
"Matching thrones, hers and hers crowns, " Maleficent responded, confident in her side of the deal. But what use would I have for some silly little trinket? I wanted respect and power, some flimsy metal holding pretty but useless gems would only get me laughed at on a good day and outright shamed on another. With my company though, I was only allowed to let my eye roll, lest I offend what was basically villain royalty. It's wise to know who you can afford to disrespect, but you still have to be wary. Anybody could backstab you if you're not careful.
Surprisingly, for once in his life Carlos spoke up to Maleficent. "I think she meant us," he uttered while also gesturing to the four of us. Everybody nodded in agreement with him, albeit cautiously.
Also nodding but with a determined scowl, Mal turned to face her mother only for her to ignore the question and move closer to Mal. "It's all about you and me baby." Wow, way to be subtle about how you only really care about yourself, and by extension your spawn, typical. "Do you enjoy watching innocent people suffer?" What a smooth way to avoid the topic, not. "Oh, yeah who doesn't?" I myself prefer to make anybody suffer, as long as somebody is miserable, innocent or not. "Well then get me the wand! And then you and I can see all that and so much more! And with that wand and my scepter, I will be able to bend both good and evil to my will!"
Noticing the fact that Maleficent only said her will, the Evil Queen piped up and said, "Our will," and the other villains nodded along. "Our will, our will," Maleficent corrected, "And if you refuse, you're grounded for the rest of your life missy." Mal tried to protest but Maleficent only shushed her and let her eyes turn an acidic green. For joy, let the battle of dominance and imminent defeat cycle once more.
It seems all the others knew what was going to happen as they all walked away to their respective parents, barring me, presumably to chat with their parents over the newest schooling arrangements that were made for us without our knowledge. It was quite a nuisance to have to even see Ursula and Uma within fifteen feet of my own body, the former because we had an unspoken agreement to not speak to each other, and the latter because she saw fit to constantly rub in my face that I was the 'useless runt'.
Of course, after only a few moments of tense silence between the two, Maleficent won. For the thousandth time. "I win!" Now isn't that just shocking? It's not like she doesn't win every single time with the ease of a shark catching a bleeding fish. No matter, I was going to spend the next few minutes planning an escape route and avoiding Ursula (and Uma).
You might be wondering why Ursula and I had the unspoken agreement to not speak to each other, and it all stems from two simple words. Genes, and biology.
Normally, when a cecaelia (A/N: a being that is half octopus and half human) offspring hatches from their eggs, in simpler terms the cecaelia is so weak from the process of caring for them and ensuring that they live that they are severely weakened and starving, they then die. Luckily for Ursula, due to her originally being a mermaid and only becoming a cecaelia from an accident including dark magic, the cecaelia instincts did not overtake her.
Meaning she wasn't as concerned over her offspring surviving and mostly took care of only herself, caring only the bare minimum for the slowly developing eggs which were Uma, and myself. Upon our hatching, my 'mother' only felt one emotion at our birth. Rage.
There were multiple factors in why she was furious. Including but not limited to the fact that she had to take care of someone besides herself, and also mainly my entire existence. Unlike Uma, my physical characteristics did not resemble Ursula, but the weak mortal male who had impregnated her.
Instead of having a dark complexion to my skin, I was almost as fair as my hair, the only trait besides my silver eyes that I shared with my living relatives. Needless to say, I was unwanted. Uma was to be the one she molded after herself, and I the disdained parasite clinging to her tentacles like a seahorse to seaweed.
It was only the fact that she didn't want any of her spawn to be seen as weak that she kept me, as that would reflect badly on her to the other villains. That competitiveness of hers wasn't enough to convince her to keep me forever though.
By the time I was seven years old she deemed me competent enough to care for myself and sent me off to the streets. She was at least pitiful enough to let me keep the ring that allowed the wearer to be in their human form.
Due to that small act of kindness though I thought she might have still loved me and tried to reconcile with her, but I stopped at the age of ten, upon which we came upon the agreement to never speak to each other, as we both held an ocean full of contempt for the other.
Avoiding that portion of the room and the others, I still listened into their conversations in hopes of gaining some valuable information.
"Evie! My little evil-ette in training!" Ugh, my ears. It's surprising how the former fairest of them all sounded just like a seagull. "You just get yourself a prince with a castle that has a mother-in-law wing. And lots and lots of mirrors!" The two blue-clad females chimed the last part together, smiling in an almost dream-like manner.
I will never get their obsession with mirrors. At least with the Magic Mirror it knew and saw all, then reported it to the queen making it useful in many aspects, but staring at a reflective surface for hours on end? There were no benefits and it stopped one from doing more important tasks, such as terrorizing a kingdom. If one of the supposed 'greatest villains of all time' had kelp for brains, I could only imagine what the people of Auradon were like.
From the various propaganda posters and rare television series from Auradon, they were all overly optimistic and close-minded. It would be like staring straight into the sun to try and talk sense into them. Painful and pointless.
Just thinking about future dealings with those idiots gave me a headache. It was obvious that the current people in charge of Auradon were fools. A clue to their idiocy is the fact that they are currently trying to integrate the children of the land (and oceans) worst villains into a school in Auradon full of princesses and princes, i.e. the children of our parent's sworn enemies. That is literally inviting a pod of sharks into a school of minnows (A/N: Get it? School? Yeah? I is funny!).
Furthermore, they decided that to punish all of the villains they would resurrect them from the dead and place them on an island, instead of keeping them dead which would mean they could never do any evil again. What a bunch of jellyfish (A.N: See what I did there? Eh? Cause, like, jellyfish have no brains and stuff…). It's best to let sleeping sharks float than awaken them once more.
"Aw, if it isn't my favorite little runt 'Useless Ulysses'. Are you here to see your big sister go to Auradon while you stay here and rot," Uma drawled while strutting forward towards my now tense form. Pushing myself off from the wall I was leaning against, I towered over her small figure, easily being the tallest by at least five inches. "Well, feel free to have at it, and while you're over there I hope you wouldn't mind me taking over your little pirate crew," I declared with a sneer forming on my face. "Especially the red one, what was his name? Ah yes, Harry. He's the one with the adorable little accent, correct?"
Snarling, Uma lowered her hand to her side to grab at her cutlass and seeing this motion I started for the two daggers hidden beneath my jacket, but we were stopped by a loud banging sound. Both of us turned to the source of the noise and discovered that the cause of the sound was Maleficent banging her staff against the ground.
"Enough of your squabbling! It's obvious that you aren't going Shrimpy. Unlike the runt here, you are still Ursula's daughter, meaning you could go against our plan and give your mother the wand instead. Don't think I don't know what you two witches were planning. So obviously he's going," her left hand waved Ursula and Uma off, the two begrudgingly leaving after being glared at by the rest of the big five villains.
"Haven't I already said this before, I'm not going to that idiotic-," before I could get another word in, a tanned hand covered my mouth and I was pulled towards a muscled body, which I quickly concluded was Jay's. "Aha, you're always such a kidder Ulie! Why don't we go ahead and pack your stuff," before I could suffer any further humiliation by being dragged away, I freed my right arm and quickly pulled out one of my daggers, which I pointed towards Jay's face.
"Touch me one more time and I swear I will cut you with this," all I got in response to that was a raised eyebrow and an over-exaggerated yawn. "Do you really think a skinny knife is going to scare me," he questioned in disbelief, "No, but a dagger made from a stingray's barb will (A/N: Yay! A reference to Ulysses' namesake!), now back off."
Jay swiftly released my remaining arm and backed off with his arms raised. "Okay, poisonous knife." My hand that was holding the weapon was then pulled down by a pale hand clad in a single fingerless glove.
"That's enough, we're going to Auradon. Go get your stuff. Unless you want us to drag you there without any of your things."
Snapping her fingers, a few of Maleficent's goons came from a nearby room and stood semi-awkwardly near the door frame. Begrudgingly, I snarled out a "Fine." Walking away towards the door, I was stopped when Maleficent said, "And if you try to hide and escape going, we will find you. So don't try it."
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Ulysses P.O.V
Traveling by rooftop to my hidden 'home', if I could call it that, took less time than usual as I was feeling quite peeved towards the world in general. Then again, when was I ever not. My home was really just a shelter as it was just a single sheet of metal held up by a few blocks of wood with some sheets of fabric acting as the walls. It was a simple and falling apart hovel, but it's all I've had for almost a decade now.
I went over to a small corner that was covered in trash and multiple other objects and pulled out a ratty bag filled with my clothes and other belongings. When one lives on the streets of the isle, one learns to hide everything they have lest they lose it all to thieves.
Altogether it took me ten minutes to retrieve my belongings and go back to the castle, where a sleek black limousine was parked. A curious crowd was hovering near the expensive car, only kept at bay by the fact that the four greatest villains on the isle and their children were there, thankfully no Ursula or Uma in sight. Holding a small grudge for the others, I wanted to avoid their 'companionship' for a while more, so I waited until all of the VK's were piled into their car with their bags and then made my way down from the rooftop I was perched on.
A few of Maleficent's goons were roaming around, seeming to be searching for something which likely meant that the fairy had noticed my lack of presence. Before any of the thick-headed thugs could spot me and make a grab at me, I made a dash for the limousines open door and slipped in, shutting the door behind me.
"Well, it's nice of you to join us."
Directing a glare at the smirking violet-haired female, I settled down into the only remaining spot which was between the door and Jay, then set my bag onto the ground. A "The jackals have landed," was heard from the front of the car before the vehicle started moving forwards. Multiple shouts came from the outside, which was all from the other fours parents, demands for them to bring something back. How pathetic. Glad I wasn't as wound around my parent's fingers as those four were.
When we were a further distance away, Jay and Carlos immediately dove into the various treats lined up in front of them, while Mal and Evie started conversing with each other.
Having no desire to join the two females in their conversation, I grabbed a small jar near me that was full of what seemed to be little balls of some strange brown substance. Cautiously, I took a tiny nibble of one of the treats and was pleasantly surprised by the rich and bitter taste of the covering. Taking a more sizable bite, I was intrigued to find a liquid inside of the bittersweet, along with a circular red object. Together, it was quite delicious.
Not knowing when I would have another chance to eat something, especially something as delectable as this, I discreetly placed the jar into my bag. My feelings of delight quickly vanished when the other four started screaming and clinging onto each other which unfortunately included me. It would be putting it kindly that I was displeased by the sudden turn of events.
"It's a trap," was all I caught before I noticed the limousine was on the broken bridge and looked to be headed off the road and into the water.
Knowing that I could just take off my ring and turn into my cecaelia form, which could obviously breathe in water and allow me to escape easily, I wasn't worried. Although that didn't mean I wasn't still annoyed at the screaming and clinging teenagers I was with. As I was the only one who wasn't currently screaming their lungs out with their eyes shut, I was able to see the glittering golden bridge that appeared after the driver pressed a button. The wonders magic could do. It made one wonder how powerful Maleficent really would be with both her staff and the wand. Probably too troublesome to deal with, that's for sure. If I had her favor though, she could also be a powerful ally…somehow I doubted I would ever be able to gain Maleficent as an actual ally.
My ears started ringing from the abuse wrought upon them, but luckily, the four quickly noticed the lack of impact with the ocean, so they opened their eyes and saw that they were now smoothly traveling on a golden bridge. Thankfully this also included them hastily letting go of each other. Especially Jay, who apparently thoughts clinging to him was a better alternative than clinging to Carlos. Disgusting. Couldn't the other boy attempt to wash his clothes at least once a month? He smelled as if he were rolling around in the alleyways for years.
"Hey, did this little button just open up the magic barrier," Mal demanded of the driver who calmly looked back at the group (mostly) confused teenagers.
"No, this one opens the magic barrier," he explained while gesturing to a button on the limousine then stated, "That one opens my garage. And this button..." The driver then clicked on another button that slowly raised up a black barrier between him and us villains kids. Good, I didn't want to deal with more Auradonians than I had to.
Mal had a small look of shock on her face which quickly transformed into a smirk. "Okay. Nasty. I like that guy." Why was her definition of evil so easy to please?
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Ulysses P.O.V
After the whole bridge incident, the others continued what their previous actions, with the addition of Jay starting to steal everything that wasn't bolted down (and even then it wasn't really stopping him). I didn't know how long it would take to arrive at Auradon, so I pulled out my leatherback journal from a hidden pocket in my jacket as well as my fountain pen, both from a lucky search in the trash bins. It didn't take me long before I started writing down some of the new information I had managed to learn this morning from our earlier excursion.
Too absorbed in my writing, I didn't notice the snickers coming from Jay. "Dude, you have a diary?" My left eyebrow quirked up while my lips curled down from their neutral position. "For your information. This is not a diary-," before I could continue, Jay scoffed and muttered, "Yeah, sure. And I have blue hair." My lips turned from a slight frown into a scowl. "Let's see, Jay, Jay," flipping through the pages in my book, I stopped when I saw the Arabic teenagers name. "Ah, here it is. Jay Damoola."
"On September 14, 2008, Jay Damoola fell asleep in Gothel's class. After being discovered by Gothel, in his dazed state, he asked why 'an ugly old banshee was teaching the class'. For his punishment, he was forced to...wow, what a shock this is. Jay Damoola kissed-," once again I was interrupted but this time by a muscular tan hand covering my mouth.
"Okay, okay! I get it! It's actually your little blackmail book!"
Seeing as my point had gotten across, I was obviously not going to release any of my information any more than I needed to so I expected Jay to remove his hand from over my mouth, but when he didn't I raised my eyebrow at him and he hastily pulled away his hand.
"Aw, come on. Aren't you going to say more," Mal asked, but all I did was shake my head. Disappointed, she pursed her lips and folded her arms over her chest. "Whatever, it's not going to be of any use here anyway." With her attention diverted to plotting how to steal the wand once again, I was able to continue to record the information from this morning I had managed to find.
Author's Note: Yay! Another chapter bites the dust, while it's not as long as the other one, I thought that it would be good to end there and start the next chapter off at the scene where the five arrive at Auradon so yeah! Also, I'm sorry that I haven't really been updating because I haven't really been able to find a source to watch Descendants on and I finally found one, so that's great. Unfortunately, it's my tv I have to watch it on so I won't really be able to watch the movie and pause it and stuff, cause my family would not like that. Anyway, that's it, have a nice day/night/whatever!