Disclaimer: I don't own anything, All of it is Disney's bar Hadrian, he's mine.

I will try to follow the movie as best as I can.

So I got a review saying that Hadrian seems a bit self-absorbed. I just want to say that that is typical of a 16 year old, majority of the kids I know were self-absorbed all the way up till college. It is not a Villains Kid thing. If you watch the movie Audrey, Evie, Mal, and Chad are also self-absorbed.

Chapter 7 – The Choices

"Thank you for standing up for us like that Hadrian." Said Evie in a quiet voice, as she looked down at her hands. She had been quiet since she knocked out Chad back at the party.

"Yeah thanks." Said Carlos and Jay from their position on the floor at the foot of Hadrian's bed.

"I didn't do it just for you guys." Hadrian said as he pulled up a chair to sit in front of the four. "I did it because it had to be done. You guys may not notice, but Auradon is good for us, for You." He said as he looked at each of their subdued faces. "Let me ask you this. Jay how did you feel on the Isle? How did you feel when everywhere you went you had to steal things just for your father to sell?" he said looking at Jay then. "Carlos, How about all those times your mom tried to get you to do all those things for her while she sat on the couch all day talking to that stuffed dog of hers?" He shifted from Carlos to Evie. "Evie you had it the best of us. Your mom only ever dolled you up and taught you how look the best for a prince, but she never allowed you to be you, never allowed you to show how smart you are." He smiled at her to let her know it was okay. "And Mal, You had it hard. Your mother always degraded you compared you to her in every way and always you never compared to her." He said looking to Mal. "Can you guys honestly say you want to go back to that? Back to being under them, to being their minion?" He looked at each and every one of them to see if they already knew their answer.

They did. The only problem was they didn't have the courage to say it out loud yet.

"I want to tell you a story. A story about a young godling…" Hadrian started out. "Once upon a time, on an island filled with all the most evil villains in the world. There lived a boy. He was a small young boy, only 5 years old. He had a father that never accepted him. That blamed him for his imprisonment on that island. There were a few times that his father would come home from the bar, raving mad, and he would take out his anger on the boy. The boy would take the beating all night until his father fell asleep in his chair. As soon as his father would fall asleep the boy would crawl out the house, all the way to the edge of the island where no one would go. He would slip into his hide away hole, where he would patch himself up. Heal all the wounds that he could see." Hadrian took a deep breath, before he continued on with his story. "One day the boy, after another beating, decided he couldn't live like that anymore. So with his last bit of strength me crawled to his hide away hole and just laid there. He was too tired. Too tired of patching himself up, too tired of living his life, too tired of the island, of his father, of everything. So he just laid there, for days on end, until one day. One day he was lying there. Had no clue who it was but a shadowy figure came into his room. He couldn't see them from his fatigue. The person held him, sang to him, told him he was meant for greater things, told him he was good, told him he would be greater than his father, told him of all the good in the world, and told him that out there in the world were people who loved him. After that he fell asleep, and awoke the next morning remembering the final words the person said to him, that drove him to be good. They said 'The good are the ones who have to go through tragedy to become who they are.' And ever since that day the boy has done all he can for everyone else, to bring his goodness to everyone in that dark place. For the tragedy he went through made him strong, and that strength made him good." When Hadrian finished his story, he decided that he'd give the four time to think about their choices and to decide what they'd choose to do. With that he headed for the door that was cracked open.

Stepping out into the hallway, closing the door, Hadrian felt a hand on his shoulder. Looking up with tired eyes, he saw it was Ryan and his parents.

"What you said out there was brave. Only a hero would stand up like that for those who can't. You're a hero, Hadrian." Said Rapunzel.

"Am I? I don't feel like one." He said before walking away from the trio, looking lost. Never knowing if the trio had heard his tale or not.

He didn't stop walking until he reached the flower glade. He sat at the base of the willow tree and pulled his legs to his chest, and just sat there, deep in self-pity. Why had he told them all of that? He didn't know. What did he expect them to do after hearing about his life? No clue there either.

"You know I didn't want to leave you with him." Said a voice from beside Hadrian.

Startled, he looked over at the woman who sat down next to him. She was a tall woman, with shining blonde hair. Her skin a soft tan on her skin. It was her eyes that caught him though, they were the exact shade of liquid silver as his. This was his mother.

"I loved you since you were born. I couldn't take my eyes off of you. The only problem with keeping you was that you were a boy. In the family, they believed the father would raise and train the boys, while the mother raised the girls. I knew Zeus rules, once I gave you over to your father I would never be able to see you again. Not until you were off the island. Oh you should have seen the storm I threw at them when they demanded I give you to Him." She said with a smile. "I was forced to give you over but not without a fight. Let's just say Auradon had a dead spring that year."

"Why didn't you ever come see me?" Hadrian asked in a small voice.

"I did. Every year, I would come to see you. I'd leave gifts on your bed. I was there when you were 5. I wasn't going to lose you before I could even know you. I told you 'The good are the ones who have to go through tragedy to become who they are' because I knew you were good. I knew you weren't meant to be with your father, ever. You're growing into your powers now, and I don't think they're like your father's. A mother know."

"What do you mean powers? Dad didn't show any powers." Hadrian questioned.

"That was the barrier stopping them. His were dangerous, he's a pyro-kinetic. You however aren't." she said with a knowing look.

"How do you know what I have?" Hadrian asked her.

"Look around, Hadrian." She said with a gesture all around her.

Hadrian looked all around him and just like the last time he was out here, all the flowers were tilted towards him and looked a little duller in color. "I can control plants?" he asked his mother.

"Yes you can." She smiled a proud smile