I must say, I was a little surprised by the amount of reviews I got even after I took such a long hiatus. Obviously, you guys still care about this story so now I am determined to finish it.

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Chapter 7

Jay twirled around so quickly you would have thought he had been walking backwards this entire time. "Jane?!"

Lonnie was shocked as well, seeing that magic wasn't allowed on school grounds, and Jane was always the one reminding them of this.

"Carlos!" Jane completely ignored the befuddled faces of Jay and Lonnie as she rushed to the one person she had been thinking of all day.

Carlos was still dazed but he could recognize that voice anywhere. "Hey Jane."

Jane glanced up and down Carlos searching for any injuries and she was not happy in the least to find some. "What happened?"

"Carlos got into a fight with Harry here. You've chosen a tough fighter." Jay laughed putting his fingers to his lips to indicate for Carlos to play along.

"Y-yea, we need to get him help now." Carlos nodded.

Jane finally noticed the other figure who was being cradled in Lonnie's lap. He did not look good in any shape or form. His breathing was shallow, his skin was pale or paler, and then there was blood soaking through his dingy bandage.

"I've never se... wait." Jane's eyes grew as big as saucers. "Is that?"

"Harry Medici. Famous circus performers son. Tried to steal Dude. Didn't work out. Got into a fight." Jay chuckled lifting Harry back onto his shoulders.

"R-right. I thought they would've placed him on the Isle though." Jane was confused.

Instead of answering her question and digging a bigger grave, Lonnie quickly made her way into the infirmary and informed the nurse of what had happened. By the time Jay, Jane, and Carlos arrived they already had two beds ready.

"You're Carlos De vil right?" The young girl spoke as she started checking his pupils.

"Yes." Carlos affirmed. His feet dangling off the edge of the bed.

"Okay, can you tell me what happened. I'm nurse trainee Maggie." Maggie began as she placed the light down.

"Um, well, Harry tried to steal my companion Dude for his circus, so we fought back." Carlos lied.

"Uh-huh, you have a mild concussion, and a little bruising on your midsection. You'll be fine." Trainee Maggie smiled sweetly as she grabbed a few bandages off the shelf.

"So, he's Harry..." Maggie trailed as she never caught his last name as she bandaged Carlos up.

"That, is Harry Medici. The Ringmaster's son." Carlos replied, "what's your name?"

"I'm Maggie Pan."

"Maggie Pan?" Why did that name sound so familiar? He never met her but-

"Peter Pan's daughter." Maggie smiled sweetly as she finished bandaging Carlos side.

Carlos locked eyes with Jay who had the same thoughts in their mind. If they figured out who Harry was or if Harry found out who Maggie was, it would take that much longer to save Ben.


"I will allow you safe passage off the Isle." Ben whispered closing his eyes in shame.

"Good choice." he could feel the man grinning from ear to ear as he left his cell.

Ben couldn't believe what he had just agreed to do. He couldn't just lie, he's the King of Auradon now. Ben growled in frustration as he slammed his uninjured arm onto the ground.

Not soon after, he heard the keys rattle in his cell. Glancing up, Ben saw Gil with a platter of nasty looking morsels which he guessed was supposed to be his supper.

"Time to eat." Gil smiled, something he was sure Evie, Jay, and Carlos stressed him not to do.

Ben watched as Gil came fully inside the cell and placed the tray on the floor.

"You have ten minutes. I need to get this back, so it can be cleaned." Gil than proceeded to sit right next to him obviously not afraid if Ben decided to escape.

"Thanks." Ben sighed as he picked up the only thing that looked edible and took a nibble of the unidentified morsel.

"So, um, what's it like," Gil asked. Ben frowned at Gil wondering why he would ask that question to a prisoner, "oh no, I meant in Auradon."

Ben softened just a bit as he took another nibble of what he assumed was bread. "Clean, bright, cheery. All the food you can imagine. It's practically Heaven compared to... I'm sorry."

He could tell that he really wasn't helping sunshine boy by telling him all this. "It's fine. I wish I could go there sometime. Escape this place, escape my father."

Ben almost choked on his bread, but he quickly composed himself. "Your, father, is he, here?"

"Of course, where else would he be? Living it up in Auradon?" Gil laughed. "My father hasn't really liked me ever since he killed my mother who was defending me. Ever since then I've always had to prove myself, but then again, what could I do to make my father want me again.

Ben was trying his best not to freak out. Gil seemed lost in thought. He glanced at Ben then suddenly his eyes lit up as an idea graced his face.

"I know! My father has always wanted revenge on your father for taking the love of his life and banishing him on this forsaken isle. What if you tell me a way off this isle-"

"No. I can't." Ben stopped him mid rant.

"Why not?" Gil grumbled folding his arms.

"I, um, it's not a good idea." Ben sighed pushing his food away.

"So, you want me to be abused by my father all the days of my life instead of granting him what he's wished for since his downfall!" Gil snatched the tray, all the contents spilling onto the hard floor.

Ben groaned as he struggled to his feet, thinking of a compromise for Gil without them both ending up hurt, or more hurt in this case. "That's the problem. You're so fixated on what your father wants, but what do you want?"

Gil's eyes glanced at the floor obviously taken aback by the sudden confidence Ben seemed to be commandeering. "I, uh, just want my friend back. I want everything to go back to normal. I want my mom back, so my father can stop hurting me and my brothers would stop blaming me. I wish the Isle would have more sunny days then rainy days. I wish-"

Clang

Gil spun around in shock as he realized he no longer had the keys and Ben was on the other side of the cell. "I'm sorry Gil, but I can't be handed over to your father."

Gil ran to the cell, anger that had never before been seen on the middle son of Gaston. "You will regret this, King."

Ben sighed heavily. He'd have to get off the ship and fine Mal and Evie. He knew they were still there for leverage.


Soo, two people wanted two different things. I'm trying to compromise but ultimately we're going to need a tiebreaker. Please review! I love all of them with my whole heart. Also, yes, I'm trying to update once a week to make up for my basically four month long hiatus.