I know it's been forever since my last post but I've been having major writers block. A big, big thank you to all of those who are still reading this story; followers, favoriters, reviewers and everyone else! I really hope you enjoy this chapter!

Tuesday, June 18th (1:46 pm)

Uma and Harry had been staring into each other's eyes for what seemed like forever. Neither of them had been blinking, practically shooting daggers at each other with their glares. The sea witch's daughter was sitting up straight in her bed, tilting her head up backwards to look at her first mate's blue eyes. The pirate's son was towering down over his captain. His left hand was tightly gripping his hook's handle and he was contemplating Uma's brown eyes. Neither of them was moving either, engaging themselves in a strangely terrifying staring contest. A few feet behind them, Ben and their friend Gil could only watch, unable to look away as the tension in the room grew bigger by the second. Harry was still angry and something new inside his head whispered: Hook her. Listening to the unknown voice dictating to him what to do, he started to raise his left hand, ready to strike when his eyes wandered down to her arm. Breaking away from his transe-like state, he flinched like he just got hit. He seemed slightly dazed as he blinked a few times and looked around him with a blank look on his face. Eyes widening, he lowered his weapon upon realizing he was the one who caused the young girl's injury. He started backing away slowly, mouth still hanging slightly open at the idea -the memory- of hurting Uma. When he got close enough to the door, the pirate turned on his heels and bolted out of the room.

King Ben, stunned by the strange staring contest he just witnessed, took a few moments to react. Gil, who was more accustomed to watching his two best friends have weird exchanges, was quicker to spring into action. As soon as Harry left the room, Gil was next to Uma, kneeling next to her bed. Worry evident on his face, he looked intensely at his captain. Catching her second mate's silent question asking if she as alright, Uma answered him softly. "I'm fine Gil," she reassured Gaston's kid gently. Her face darkened as she thought about her first mate. "But Harry isn't," she added, her voice holding a hint of sadness this time. Understanding what was being asked of him, Gil left the room to find his dark haired friend. It wasn't too hard for the young boy to find the unstable pirate. When Harry felt really upset, he usually went somewhere near the water. After following Auradon's paved road down to the beach, Gil walked along the side of the street until he saw Harry. As Gil had suspected, Harry was sitting on the edge of the pier, a little further down the beach. His shoulders were slumped and his head was bowed down. His back was turned to Gil and he was staring at the waves below him, crashing back and forth against the wood. His hook was resting on his lap.

Gil approached him and asked: "Harry, please, can you tell me what's wrong?" He placed a comforting hand on Harry's back and when he didn't immediately get shoved off, he rubbed it up and down a little. "Ah donnae wanna talk about it." Harry muttered, his eyes still halfway closed as if his head hurt. He opened them slowly but didn't look at his blonde friend, instead keeping his gaze locked on the blue sea, like in a transe. Gil knew better than to push Harry too much when he was upset or angry or sad or, well, ever really. So, as the good friend he was, Gil simply nodded and said: "okay." He took a seat next to his friend in silence. He just watched the water, like Harry was doing, and tried to hold in his blunt comments that often got him banished back on the isle. The LeGume boy didn't want to make the Hook boy mad at him, especially while their was so much else going on at the same time. It was all very confusing.

Harry, although his body was physically present in Auradon, his mind couldn't be further away. The same infinite loop of horrifying thoughts kept repeating itself over and over in his head. He had hurt Uma and worse, he liked it. What kind of sick person was he? To hurt his captain and to want to do it again. He was ashamed of himself and angry at the spark of black that tainted his heart. Not that it wasn't already tainted after years of living in the isle but this type of marking was different. It marked him through his heart and soul, in his mind and his body itself. He found his thoughts escaping the infinite loop of horror and wandering back to the events of the very morning, upon meeting Satvi and her two henchmen Baakir and Bahal.

"Do you remember me now, Hook?" Instantly recognizing the older teen's unmistakable look, Harry's mouth opened in a silent gasp, pale eyes widening. With her dark green eyes, darker skin tone and the natural orange highlights in her black hair, Satvi's physical appearance hadn't changed one bit since the last time he saw her. Her clothes however were much different as the eighteen year old girl was now wearing a black leather jacket and a tiger claw on a string hanging around her neck.

"Satvi." He breathed out, still shocked. He hadn't seen the girl in almost a year. And since they lived on an island, it was kinda hard to not see others, even those you didn't want to see. "I-I thought you were dead." Said Harry, looking confused.

She shrugged. "Well, that's what your precious Uma told you, now, wasn't it?" She started walking around him slowly, predatoriously. She playfully messed his hair up with one hand. Confused, Harry turned towards her and asked: "What? I-I don't understand. Uma wouldn't... She's not..." He was now wearing an anxious look on his face as he stumbled on his words, desperately trying to prove Uma wouldn't lie to him.

Sheer Khan's daughter stopped in front of Captain Hook's son and pretended to be sad. "Aww, did the sea witch's spawn lie to the pirate? What a pity." She leaned in closely to Harry, running her hand along arm all the way up to his neck. "We could've been more Harry..." she breathed softly into his ear. "You could've joined me, us, if it wasn't for that little Captain of yours."

Harry looked at her with wonder shinning in the back of his blue eyes. He had always been so confident that Uma would've never lied to him. Even after he lost the race to her and was forced to be first mate instead of Captain, she had always treated him right. But to know that maybe she was hiding something from him? Harry didn't know what to think of that notion.

Satvi was once a friend of Harry's. They were partners in crime, the baddest kids on the isle that weren't running off their parents reputation unlike a certain Shrimp and Dragon. Eventually, they made friends with Uma as well. But as Harry grew closer to her, Satvi seemed to come by less and less until one day, she stopped coming all together. Harry wanted to find her, he'd been looking but she never turned up and Uma told him to stop looking for someone who didn't exist. Harry went crazy that night, with the uncertainty of if something was real or not. It was a lot to bear and he did with only Uma and occasionally Gil being able to help him back from fits of madness over the year.

"What do ye want?" Demanded Harry through gritted teeth. His old friend replied slowly: "I want you, to join my cause." Harry raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms. "That's it?" Her lips curled into a smile and she nodded. "That's it. And once your in my cause, you will do everything for it to succeed." Harry was still suspicious so he questionned. "And why exactly would ye want me help?"

"Harry," said the older girl, shaking her head like she was disappointed. "Harry, Harry, Harry." She threw an arm over his shoulder and discreetly slipped a hand into her right pocket. She continued her speech. "We could've been the badest kids on the Isle. We could've escaped... together. You would've liked that, wouldn't you?" She paused to see his reaction. "But that didn't happen, you know why Harry?" She looked down. "Because you (she poked him in the chest) chose her over me."

"But none of that matters now," she continued on with her tirade. She snapped her fingers and Harry was instantly held back by the girls henchmen (who's names were Baakir and Bahal) once more. Satvi showed Harry the viol of black liquid she had taken out of her pocket earlier. "From Yzma's shop, I presume," grunted Harry as he was roughly forced down onto his knees. "Yes indeed," laughed Satvi. "You see (she popped the potion's lid open), I'm going to get rid of Uma (she leaned down over him). (She started pouring the viol's content down Harry's throat, forcing him to swallow the disgusting liquid.) And your going to kill her."

His eyes widened as he tried to spit out the potion but it was too late. He started coughing and convulsing on the ground. After several minutes, he stopped moving, his eyes closed. He felt a pain striking through his head and heart as a curtain of blankness fell over his eyes. He opened them and got up, his muscles feeling relaxed and his consciousness no longer fighting. Harry has a blank look in his eyes as he waited for instructions. Satisfied, Satvi giggled excitedly before giving Harry his first mission under the spell. "Kill. Uma."

Harry left immediately, making his way quickly towards the Lost Revenge ship. And when he got there, he wanted to -and he succeeded- in hurting her. He would've kept going if it weren't for Beasty boy and Gil arriving. Then again in the hospital wing. He had an urge, something deep inside of him, telling him to hook her when she was vulnerable. But something happened and he snapped out of it. Just in time.

Feeling terrible, the teenager ran out to the one place he usually felt good: the ocean. He found a nice place near the beach to watch he waves crash back and forth, the comforting smells, sounds and sights helping him calm down. He stayed there alone almost all day, unlike on the isle, Auradonians rarely came down by the waters.

The sky was now completely dark and the only light was the full moon and the stars which reflected their light onto the water. Gil, glancing at Harry's pocket watch knew it was getting rather late for Auradon (about 11:30 pm) and they had to go back to their dorms. Getting up, the blonde boy told his friend: "Come on Har, we gotta get back to our room." He nudged him a little, pushing him a bit but he got no response. Harry just remained in his slumped position, blank eyes fixed on the water.

Unsure wether or not to just leave Uma's second in command alone there, Gil started walking away slowly. "Harry... It's time to go." He stated carefully, a little nervous. "I'm leaving... come on Harry, we gotta go now..." finally, he reached the end of the pier and Harry still hadn't shown any signs of having even heard the words that were coming out of Gil's mouth.

Giving up for the night, Gil turned on his heels, heading back to the hospital wing of the school to check up on his captain before going to bed. Sending one last worried glance at Harry over his shoulder, Gil walked towards Auradon Prep. Harry may not want to talk about it yet, but Gil would be back tomorrow with even more time to find out exactly what went down that day.

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