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The sound of swords clanged out across the bay. They accompanied the shouts of the dock workers and the bangs of the boxes of leftovers hitting the floor. The sun was just coming up, it was delivery day on the Isle of the Lost.
The sounds of two swords slicing through the air and clashing carried on, just as it had all night. They were coming from the depths of the Lost Revenge, Uma's ship. Here a villainous pirate's son and a mysterious girl, new to the Isle, were training with rusted swords.

'Parry! Forward! Switch! Forward! Oh shit!'
Harry jumped back and moved to the left, straight into Rain's trap as she feigned and whacked him with the side of her sword. She laughed.
'Yes! Got you!'
Harry looked at her in shock. She bent over and put her hands on her knees, panting.
'You did! Well damn, pretty handy with a sword too, fly-away.'
He had taken to calling her this after finding out she had tried to escape the Isle through flight.
'Man, one night of training and you do better than a girl who's the daughter of a sea witch. You sure you're not a pirate?'
Rain straightened so she could look at him and smile.
''Fraid not.'
Harry made a noise that sounded like he was satisfied and walked over to the sword rack. He rested his sword back on the wood and turned to Rain. She had watched him walk, she couldn't take her eyes off him. As he turned she looked at his face, he was watching her, watching him. She was caught, she cleared her throat and attempted to nonchalantly saunter over to the sword rack.
'So...' She said, swinging her sword by her side as she walked. 'Where is Uma anyway?'
'It's Saturday. She's working.'
'Working?'
Harry laughed at Rain's obvious disgust.
'Yeah, she works at her mum's place over the weekend, you know the saying, no rest for the wicked.' He smirked, 'And we are wicked.'
Rain replaced her sword on the rack next to Harry's. Hers was slightly shorter and thinner, his was robust, with a few faded red marks. Hers had more scratches on it though, she stroked it lightly, feeling the metal under her fingers.
Curious, how right a sword had felt in her hand.
She turned back to Harry, he was watching her fingers. She smiled to herself and took her hand from her sword using it to move her fringe from her face.
'Sure. So, erm, where does she work?'
Harry looked up at her, she noticed he was twisting his hook again.
'Her mum's place, you hungry?'
As if on cue Rain's stomach rumbled. Harry laughed and turned her toward the stairs.
'Let's go, Fishbait.'

Meanwhile in Auradon...

The door to Evie's room rushed open as Mal walked in. Tammy watched as a weight seemed to lift off her shoulders and she stood up taller. Mal walked over to her bed and collapsed onto it, she picked up a ratty brown book from inside a drawer of her dresser and began to flick through it slowly, muttering to herself.
Tammy cleared her throat.
'Welcome back, Mal.'
Mal sat up quickly and hid the old book under her duvet. She turned to the window seat, where Tammy was sat, a fake smile plastered on her face.
'Hey Tammy!'
Tammy smiled back then turned back to the window to look out at the Isle of the Lost.
'You don't have to pretend in front of me, Mal. You don't have to be happy...I'm not.'
Tammy heard a sigh from across the room and footsteps crossing the floor to where she was. She could hear Mal behind her, she turned.
'How was Agrabah?'
She saw Mal droop again.
'Agrabah was...' She sighed and straightened her posture. 'Great.'
Tammy smiled at her.
'Good, I'm glad it was good...Evie introduced me to your mum...care to explain that one?'
Mal laughed, the happiest sound she had made since she had gotten into the room.
'Long story, but trust me, she's much easier to handle this way.'
'So I've been told...'
Mal smirked.
'So, how about you? You used to it here yet?'
'Not quite, it's...prissier than where I'm from.'
'Yeah..' Mal laughed again, 'Me too.'
The pair turned at the sound of the door, Evie shut the door and turned, as soon as she saw Mal she squealed and ran over to hug her.
'M! You're back!'
Mal hugged Evie back.
'Hey E!'
Tammy smiled and stood up smoothing her dress. Evie let go of Mal quickly as if she had only just realised Tammy was there.
'Have you been sat there all day?' Evie sounded surprised.
Tammy looked up from her dress, Evie was still holding Mal close, her arm slung around Mal's shoulder. Tammy suddenly felt very...in the way. She shouldn't be here.
'I'm...'She cleared her throat, 'Yeah, and right now I really need a change of scenery...' Tammy laughed, 'I'm going to head out for a walk.' She smiled at the two villain kids and stepped around them.
She headed over to the door and slipped on her orange pumps, she sighed.
'Tammy, wait.'
She turned at the sound of Evie's voice.
'Take a jacket.'
She caught the sunset yellow jacket that was thrown at her, then she opened the door and left.

Tammy was sat on the green outside Auradon Prep staring at the school. It was amazing, but she didn't belong here. She wasn't a princess, a fairy, not even a villain kid. She was just...lost. She sighed. She did that a lot lately, her mind began to wander.
Tammy had always thought herself a princess but being here she realised she'd never even been close. She had always been seen as 'the good one' out of Rain and her. Rain had always figured it was the way they dressed. There was something about Rain's trademark fingerless gloves that turned people off she said, but Tammy's legs turned people on. Tammy had laughed at that and hit her friend over the head. Tammy thought her friend was perfect. She had told her all the time, every day. She wished she could look like Rain did, was confident enough to just be who she was, no matter who disagreed. But Tammy had always been a people-pleaser.

'Hey.'
The smooth voice of Jay brought Tammy back to reality. Or at least, this reality. She opened her eyes to see him standing over her offering his hand out to her.
'Are you okay?' He asked her as she took his hand and pulled herself up. She felt a tear roll slowly down her cheek.
'I don't know.'
'Come on, I know something that will cheer you up.'
Tammy looked at him sceptically.
'What?'
Jay smiled, letting go of her hand and using it to smudge the tear.
'Me of course!' He laughed.

Back on the Isle of the Lost...

Harry sauntered through the doors of Ursula's Fish and Chip shop with the confidence of someone who owned the place. Rain walked in behind him.
The place stunk.
Week old fish that had been kept in a fridge too long, it was awful.
Rain had to concentrate on not gipping every time she breathed in.
She followed Harry to a long banquet table at the back of the shop, behind it was a small analog tv, with an ariel. The table was taken by a dozen other people all dressed in different pirate outfits, although from what she'd learned so far, Rain figured they probably weren't playing dress up. She stood about a metre away, not really knowing what to do.
'Well look what the kraken dragged in.'
'Ha har! Look at what's talking!'
Uma smiled and threw the tray she was carrying onto a table. She ripped the off-white apron from her waist and tossed that aside too. She moved over to where Harry had sat down and hopped up to sit on the table in front of him.
'I see you brought our new pet.' She glanced at Rain.
'Aye, well, I didn't want her running off.' Harry smirked at Rain.
Rain stared at them. What was this?
'Is my ship clean Guppy?' Uma turned and yelled at Rain.
'As clean as I can get it with dirty water and no soap...' Uma stared at her, 'Captain.' Rain deadpanned.
Rain locked eyes with Uma. She had rotated herself on the table so her legs were now swinging towards Rain. She swung herself off the table and stood in front of Rain. She locked her eyes with Rain, her eyes were fiery, there was something about them that was off. Uma stepped closer to Rain, until her face was inches away from Rain's.
'Did you just backchat your Captain?'
Rain looked around Uma to Harry. He was watching the scene with no expression on his face. Rain tried to catch his eye but to no avail, if anything it seemed he was ignoring her. She focussed her attention back to the girl with the ratty blue dreadlocks in front of her.
'Wouldn't dream of it.'
'All-right, well... good.'
Uma turned at the sound of footsteps, her posture softened as she saw Harry, Rain noticed. He stood behind her, appearing to tower over Rain.
'Aye fishbait. The last lass to backchat Uma walked the plank.' At this he walked over to Rain and bent over to whisper in her ear, 'And now she swims with the fishes...'
She tried to suppress her shiver, he didn't sound like he had on the ship, when they were alone.
He sounded...dangerous.
Harry sauntered back past Uma and over to the table, he sat.
'Uma! What's a pirate got to do to get a decent meal around here?' He smirked.
Uma seemed to forget about Rain then. She turned to grab the tray she had thrown earlier, she snatched it from the hands of a pirate who was just about to dip his hands into the white slop sloshing around the tray. He shouted at her.
'Live in Auradon!' She yelled as she slid the tray down the table. The pirates on the table erupted into laughter.
Harry stopped the tray with his arm and dipped his hand into the slop.
Rain watched the scene with morbid curiosity.
She walked over to the table and looked at the white sludge on the tray.
Her stomach rumbled.
She would eat anything right now.
She took the tray from Harry, and dipped her hand in the slop. It tasted like sick. She was so hungry that she carried on shovelling it into her mouth. She stopped when it was gone and shoved the tray back over to Harry. She looked up. He was stood up, he put his foot onto the chair, pushed himself up so he was stood on the table. He took a step so he was at her side and jumped down. She looked up at him. He grabbed her arm.
'That.' He squeezed her bicep. 'Was mine.'
Rain stood, forcing herself not to wince at the pain he was causing her.
'You can have it back?' She opened her mouth to show him the mashed fish still in there.
Harry shoved her, she fell onto the floor and heard a cackle from her other side.
'Get back to the ship Guppy. I want the sails as white as the sheets of Auradon when I get back.' Uma sneered at her.
Rain pushed herself up from the floor and walked over to the door.
You'll get yours Uma.
She turned to see Harry watching her go, twisting his hook, Uma hanging on his arm.

In Auradon...

'Where are we going?' Tammy asked Jay as they walked.
'My room.' He replied.
'Oh, your room is it? What are you going to do to me?' She moved closer to him batting her eyelids innocently, but the smirk on her face gave away the joke.
Jay playfully shoved her aside.
'Shut up, I just thought you might want to be somewhere warm.'
Tammy caught back up to Jay and shoved him back.
'Oooooh, what are you going to make me warm with?'
Jay looked down at her, she winked.
'Well...' Jay smiled.

The door opened and Tammy walked in after Jay, it was only the second time she had been in the room but she could have sworn the big transparent tube in the middle of the room wasn't there before. She was just about to ask Jay what it was when she saw a dog sat next to Carlos on his bed.
Tammy squealed.
'Oh my god!' She slapped Jay's arm. 'You didn't tell me you had a dog! Come here boy, hey, come here!'
Tammy crouched as the dog hopped off the bed and slowly trotted over to her, it's tail wagging slowly.
'His name is Dude.' Carlos said following him over to Tammy.
'Hey, Dude!' She patted the brown mutt on his head. The dog responded to her touch by batting his head against her hand and wagging his tail faster.
She heard Jay walk over to his bed and sit down. Tammy gave the Dude another stroke and then sat herself at the table that had the transparent tube on it. She stared at it.
'So Jay...' Jay looked over at her as he was pulling his combat boots off his feet, 'Compensating for something?' Tammy asked sweetly.
Carlos laughed.
Jay fake laughed, 'Oh ha ha. No idiot. It's a 3D printer.'
Tammy looked at it.
'Not like one I ever saw...' Tammy touched it. 'How does it work?'
Carlos walked over to the table.
'It works pretty much by the internet.' He took his phone out. 'Say you want a little mini action figure of Dude...' He pulled up a picture of Dude on his phone. 'You just pull up a picture on the 3D printers app, then you type in the code and sizes, dimensions of how big you want the figure to be, definitely not life-size...' Carlos' fingers flew over his phone and the printers screen. 'Then you press this button and...boom.'
Something started happening in front of her, inside the tube. She stared, transfixed.
'It takes a while...' Carlos seemed pleased with himself. 'But you can sit and watch it if you want...'
Tammy heard Carlos walk away.
She had nowhere else she could be. She had always been happier in the company of guys anyway, she figured she would sit and watch the printer. Dude hopped up onto the chair next to her, watching a tiny clone of himself be made. She stroked him absentmindedly.
'So, how come you're not with Evie today?' Jay asked from across the room.
'Oh, you know...Mal got back today, I, er, felt like I was in the way of some great reunion so I removed myself.' Tammy continued watching the tube of the printer.
'Oh...I'm sure they...didn't feel like you were in the way...' She heard him reply.
Tammy turned her head towards Jay.
'Please...sound less convincing Jay, you're really helping.'
Jay picked up a ring and threw it at her, she dodged it, laughing along with Jay.

After a while she felt his presence behind her.
He put something on her shoulder, it was cold, heavy.
She pulled it onto her lap. It was leather jacket, crimson red with a cobra insignia on the breast.
'What's this?'
Jay's face reddened a little, Tammy noticed Carlos wasn't in the room.
'It's a jacket...obviously.'
'Well yeah, but, why are you giving it to me? I have a jacket...' She pulled at the back of her chair for the sunset yellow pullover Evie had given her earlier. All she felt was wood. She turned on her seat to look and saw nothing.
'Or I don't...' She sighed, 'I guess I left it on the green.'
She felt Jay's hands on her shoulders.
'I think this one will look great on you...if you'll wear it?'
Tammy stood and put the jacket on, it was heavy, but comfy. She felt strangely safe in it, it was silken inside which she hadn't been expecting from the battered leather outer. She held her arms out in front of her, it went over her hands, her fingers just popped out of the sleeves. She loved it when jackets were like this.
She turned around so she was facing Jay.
'Guess this means I'm yours now then?' She smirked.
Jay gave her a playful smack around the head.
'Oh, shut up Tammy.'

Back on the Isle of the Lost...

Rain stormed up the galley of the Lost Revenge.
Stupid Pirates.
She stomped across the main deck.
Stupid Uma.
She kicked the thick main mast.
Stupid, jumped up, 'Captain Uma'.
She kicked the main mast again.
Stupid Harry.
She kicked the main mast for a third time, but there was no power in it.
Stupid, gorgeous, beautiful, hot, totally unattainable Harry.
'You know, Uma will kill you herself if she sees you doing that.'
It was as if Harry had materialised from her thoughts. His voice usually made her swoon but she was pissed at him. Her arm still hurt from where he had grabbed it, she bet there were going to be bruises.
She spun to stare at him.
'Why do you care?' She shouted, 'You want what she wants, First Mate.'
'Captain...' He drawled.
Rain laughed. A short, harsh sound.
'Only out of her presence! You pander to her every need when you're with her! I see how it is! I see the way she looks at you. If you were a true Pirate Captain you'd have shown her who's boss by now!' Rain yelled at him.
Harry stood, twisting his hook.
Rain turned back around and stormed over to the trapdoor to the practice room. She threw it open and stomped down the stairs.
Tammy? Where are you?
She got to the bottom of the stairs and crumpled. What was she doing? She pulled her knees to her chest and sobbed. Rain was always the strong one, always the one who stood up to people who messed the two friends around, never took anyone's crap. But this place, this Isle, it had done something to her.
Why can't I stand up to her? Why do I hurt so much? Why am I alone?
She sniffed, feeling the tears run down her cheeks.
No. I am the strong. No-one with stupid unwashed blue dreadlocks is going to boss me around.
Rain stood and wiped her face. She'd never find Tammy this way. Being the slave of some jumped up little princess wannabe. She walked over to the swords and grabbed the one she'd been using that morning.
She looked down at her clothes...there was nowhere to put a sword. Of course not. She wilted. Leggings didn't have a sword holder.
Ugh.
Something hit the floor. She looked over at the stairs. A brown belt with a loop on it lay at the bottom of the stairs. She walked over, resting her sword over her shoulder, she looked up to the top of the stairs. There stood Harry, he had been watching her. She didn't know how she knew that, she just did.
I'm not alone.
'What's this?' She asked him, picking the belt up and beginning to fasten it around her waist.
'A peace offering...' Harry came down the stairs as Rain fixed her sword to her hip.
He stopped in front of her and touched her arm where, sure enough, the deep purple of bruises were beginning to blossom.
'Why did you have to be such a dick in front of her?' She put her hand on her arm, over his. She was tired of pretending.
Harry touched her chin, lifted her head up to look at him.
'This is just how it has to be, fly-away.'
She stared at him, took in his face, he was back to the warm, caring Harry he had been this morning.
'She has to think she's in control, or I'll never overthrow her and take charge of this ship.'
Rain tilted her head, taking in his words, she dropped her sword into its new home at her hip and dropped her hand from her arm. She stepped back and held her arm out to Harry.
'Need some help?' She asked him.
Harry recovered his own sword from the rack affixing it to his hip as well; he stood in front of Rain, taking in her offer. He held his own arm out next to hers, they grabbed each other's forearm in a pirate's handshake.
Mutiny was afoot...

Mutiny?!
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