The Next Week
Wes was stirring ingredients together in his cauldron, getting ready for the next phase of his plan.
"Cat hair." he said.
Vivianne cut a strand of her hair with her claws and put it in the cauldron, the liquid turning gray.
"Raptorbush thorn."
Vivianne threw it in and the liquid turned into green gel.
"Finally, the Eldrich ash."
Vivianne poured in the powder and the liquid turned blood-red.
"It's ready."
Vivianne grabbed the bracelet she stole from the Treasury of Agrabah, throwing it into the mixture.
"Lerci nographere." Wes chanted. "Chigaia noremire gayetza salduro."
The potion turned to steam, filing the air with red fog. Wes grabbed the bracelet and held it up into the air. The fog spun around and funneled into the glowing red jewels that served as the snake's teeth.
"Start the fire." Wes said.
Vivianne lit a fire deeper in the cave on an assortment of woods that had crystals inside them.
"Flammas insigthio." Wes said. The fire turned green and showed Evie's bed at Auradon Prep. He held the bracelet over the pillow the fire showed and dropped it in. It passed through the fire and teleported onto the pillow exactly where it was dropped. The fire showed the door open and Evie walked in.
"Let's see if it works." Vivianne said.
"Oh, it will." Wes said.
Evie's Perspective
Evie had gotten back from the Museum of Cultural History upset that her plan had failed. Earlier that week she'd tried to convince Fairy Godmother that she needed her mirror back to find whoever it was in Auradon that was doing all this to her friends. Fairy Godmother had just told her that it was important in times of hardship not to rely on magic to solve issues that were possible to work through on your own. After a few days of asking, Evie had decided to find her own way to take her mirror back. It was hard to attempt to break into the Museum. She kept thinking about how she wasn't a planner like Mal, nor did she have her friend's spellcasting abilities. And she wasn't an experienced thief like Jay. She'd sewn a uniform that perfectly matched the ones worn by the guards and sent Carlos and poor Doug to try and sneak in, the two were so nervous she'd felt terrible. Needless to say, that failed. She'd found out that the treasury was owned by captain Pheobus and tried to trick his son, Perry, into getting her inside. No luck there either. Today she went on one of the tours offered to students and tried to sneak into a surveillance room to turn off the barrier protecting it. Only for Lonnie and Audrey to come looking for her, concerned and suspicious respectively.
She walked over to her bed, ready to plop down and call Carlos so the two could think of another way in. But there was a golden bracelet on her pillow that, she realized, matched the description of the one found in Jay's possession and hidden while he was arrested. How it got on her bed was certainly suspicious. Whoever left it there could either be trying to help her or set her up. She needed her mirror now more than ever to find out who put it decided to hide the bracelet away and tell Carlos about it tomorrow as turning it would only cause the authorities to think Jay somehow hid it there.
When she grabbed it, it became a real snake made out of solid gold with gleaming red teeth and eyes. Before she could scream the snake bit her, latching onto her arm and coiling around her wrist so it appeared to be a bracelet. She felt weak. She stumbled onto her bed and yawned as the room began to spin. She realized what happened as her eyes closed. The snake had and would continue injecting her with the toxin she'd read and heard about her whole life back on the Isle. The Sleeping Death.
After That
Wes appeared in Evie's room in a cloud of smoke. He smiled when he saw the snake had done its magic. "Apporime." Wes said. In a puff of smoke his cauldron and the ingredients he used for the curse appeared on Evie's desk along with the page ripped out from his spellbook detailing the recipe.
"Needs a little something extra, she was always dramatic." Wes thought out loud. He turned the page from the spellbook over, an idea popping in his head. "Motus." he said. A pen flew to the page and began writing a note:
There has been so much darkness and heartbreak in my life recently that I couldn't take it. Knowing my friends are condemned to such horrific fates and there's nothing I can do about it
has shattered my heart into a million pieces and after what happened to Doug I have nobody that can truly help me put it back together. So I've used the sleeping death on
myself in hopes that my true love will wake me up from this sleep and help me recover from this unimaginable depression
-Evie Queen
"Apporime." Wes said. In a puff of smoke Evie was wearing an elegant royal blue dress and holding a bouquet of black roses. "Now there just needs to be an accident."
Wes conjured a fire that let him see Doug walking through the halls of Auradon Prep, heading to a large staircase. "Apporime." Wes was shivering as he thought of the perfect spell. A wooden doll make of sticks tied with rope appeared in his hand. "Simitia." The doll glowed green and as soon as Doug's foot hit the first step Wes snapped a twig. Doug immediately fell down the staircase. The doll shook violently with every tumble and Wes chuckled and flicked the doll's head as hard as he could. The doll began to fade as it was unable to control the movements of someone who wasn't conscious. Wes sighed and said, "I love my life." Before disappearing to his next destination that night.
In Ben's Room the Same Day
Late at night, Ben was at his desk pouring over books and state documents. Laws and legal procedures in Agrabah and Auradon, the authority he as king held over legal decisions. Nothing he found so far could help Mal or Jay. He sighed and grabbed his tea cup, which was modeled to look just like Chip when green fire suddenly started to blaze in his fireplace. There was a thump outside his door. Ben stood up and his doors burst open, one of his guards flying through. A girl with long black hair and green eyes walked through, followed by a boy his age with black hair and green eyes. The girl shut the door and locked it before sitting on a nearby couch, looking at him attentively.
"You have no idea how long I've been waiting to meet you," Wes said, bowing deeply, "your majesty."
"Who are you?" Ben asked.
"I'm one of the many people who grew up on the Isle." Wes said. "Unfortunately for you, though, I escaped."
"So, you're here to take revenge on me?"
"That's awfully conceited of you. No, I'm not. Well, I might if I have time, but that's not an essential part of the plan."
"Then what are you here for?" Ben put his hands in his pockets, discreetly pressing the power button on his phone repeatedly to summon his guards.
"Apporime." Wes said, holding his hand out. Ben's phone appeared in his hand. He touched his throat and said, "Transfiguro." The phone had already dialed a Royal Emergency Hotline so he put it to his ear and said, in Ben's voice, "Sorry, I thought it was the volume button."
Vivianne shot up and ran over to Ben, covering his mouth.
"I'm really sorry. Yeah, have a nice night too. Thank you for your service. Bye." Wes said. Fire appeared in his hand and Ben's phone melted. "Wanna try something else?" he said in his own voice.
Ben looked at Vivianne, her claws awfully close to his throat, and shook his head. She let him go but stood close.
"Perfect. Now, I'm here because I want access to the museum. I have my mother's ring, but I want my Aunt Evanora's amulet and Aunt Glinda's wand."
"Why? You seem powerful enough already."
"Well, I want a complete set. And you're gonna help me get it."
"Out of curiosity, what would happen if I said no?"
"You won't. Because I won't." Wes said with a smile.
"What does that mean?"
"Vivianne."
The familiar tackled Ben to the ground. Wes uttered a spell and a length of rope appeared near the two. Vivianne grabbed it and used it to tie Ben to his chair.
Wes took his ring off and held it before making Mal's spellbook appear. It had pages ripped out when he got it but since Mal hadn't gotten rid of the To Find Lost Things spell too he was able to returned them. The missing pages were the most exciting and it was one of them he turned to now. To take control of an enemy's body. He read it out loud.
"Beware forswear, Magic is in the air
Be fueled by my aggression, to punish my enemy's transgressions
Free us villains from our oppression, let me fulfill my obsession
Put the wearer of this ring under my complete and total possession"
Lightning struck outside and the ground shook. The lights in the room flickered as Wes's body coated in fire. He lifted into the air, being absorbed into the ring as it glowed a blinding red. When the light faded the ring was on the ground, shining red. Vivianne picked it up gingerly and walked over so she stood before Ben before slipping the ring on his finger. Ben yelled as the ring glowed brighter so she had to cover his mouth again. When the ring stopped shining she uncovered his mouth.
"What are the magical properties of wood?" she asked.
"Hurry up and let me out of these ropes." Ben's voice said.
"Good to have you back, Wes." Vivianne said before she slashed the ropes with one of her claws.
Wes, in Ben's body, stood up and slung an arm around her shoulder. "You did very good. Wanna see what kind of food these princes and princesses feed their pets."
"I'll never eat that prissy pet food." Vivianne said. "I like mine alive."
"Fine, then I guess it's time to get that wand and necklace."
"And wreak some havoc?"
"Not yet, but soon. We need to wipe these guards' memories if I'm gonna have a chance at playing king."