I do not own any of the characters in this story. They are all owned by Disney. I own the story line that is it. This story takes place after the events of the first movie. However, it completely skips the timeline of the second and heads straight to summer vacation at Auradon Prep.

Mal stared out across the water to the isle. She was tired of pretending to be someone that she wasn't. Evie had caught her using spells again. She had tried. Tried so hard not to use them. But she was beginning to realize that she didn't belong here. Not in Auradon. Not when she couldn't be who she was. Not when she realized that her heart, well the owner of her heart, was on the Isle of the Lost.

Ben had given her another gift. She was getting tired of them. She needed to do something. She was beginning to feel like she was suffocating. She didn't want to hurt her friends but she had to leave. The one thing she knew deep down inside, she wasn't in love with Ben. She also knew that she didn't want to hurt him. She wasn't that girl. Not the one that hurt people on purpose anyway. He had helped her see that. But the problem was that she knew, deep down she knew she had already hurt the one person that truly mattered to her.

What she needed, was someone who knew what it was like to give that second chance. Not receive it.

Uma was angry. It had been almost a whole year since Mal and her crew had gone to Auradon. Everyone knew she was angry. She took it out on anyone that crossed her path lately. Even her first mate and her own crew. She was pushing people away and she really didn't care.

No she didn't.

The wand. That was what the rumor was. The only reason Maleficent let her daughter cross the barrier when she was invited. When The isle watched Mal fight Maleficent during the coronation of King Ben they all knew, no one else was ever going to cross into Auradon.

It had hurt though to see how they were with the Beastie Boy. Especially the one that owned her heart and had, it seemed, just squashed it under her pretty little foot. All she wanted now was revenge.

Harry stood watching Uma pace the length of her mothers restaurant. He was the only one that had so far, not actually given up on Uma. He took her abuse. After all he was her first mate. Right now he was watching as people muttered about her. His eyes narrowed at the girl muttering about Uma as she paced and cursed Mal under her breath. The girl felt eyes on her and seeing the gleaming hook in Harry's hand got up and left.

He knew what was bothering his Captain. It wasn't that she feared no other kids would go to Auradon. It was that she was afraid she had lost the one thing she had given away. Her heart. She didn't know that he knew, but he did. He had heard the two of them arguing before the first four left for Auradon. He just wanted his Captain happy.

He also wished he had what she had had before Jay, Evie, Mal, and Carlos went to the mainland. He was seen as a flirt, at least before his Captain started going crazy. But he wasn't anymore. He also, if anyone knew they would probably laugh at him, was more innocent than they thought. Not that he was telling anyone.

Mal sat alone with Belle in a sitting room. The woman was listening to everything that Mal had to say and even though her heart was heavy, knowing now that the girl didn't love her son, she talked with her. When Mal said that her heart, the owner of it was on the isle, it seriously caught Belle's attention.

"Sweetie, you can tell me anything. You may not love my son, but you don't want to hurt him."

"I really don't. I don't belong somewhere where I can't be myself. I like being able to do magic. I know everything I did, wasn't exactly smart, but I was trying to be someone else. I didn't use it for anything bad. I like being a little bad though. That's my problem. I belong on the isle."

"You belong here in Auradon. You think this is a bad place for you, but it isn't. You have done so much good since coming here. You chose to be good. That doesn't mean you have to be something that you aren't. As for magic. A little shouldn't hurt. I myself will speak with Fairy Godmother." She looked at the young girl in front of her.

"But..."

"I will also speak to my son. Mal, you should be free to be you. Be who you are. Who you want to be. If there is someone else, tell Ben. Let him know. You have feelings that shouldn't be put aside. If you give me a name. I can see about getting him transferred from the isle to Auradon."

"Her. Her name." Mal said quietly and turned and ran from the room. Not wanting to see the look on Belle's face.`

Belle stood there shocked for a moment but smiled when she realized it had taken the young girl courage to speak those words to her. After a moment Belle moved from the room quickly. She wasn't going to find her son. First she needed to find Mal's friends and find out what they knew. She also knew that the most perfect way to do that was to go to Evie, under the guise of wanting a dress made.

Mal was running. Running fast. She had already shocked the Tourney team by running through their practice and into the woods. She hadn't even heard Chad and his mutters about her being a horrible, heartless girl. She hadn't heard Jay or Carlos call her name. She heard nothing. She just kept running until she hit the ground, tripping over a root. She hit the ground, and that was when she realized that she was crying. She hated this. She wanted the isle. She wanted home. This wasn't home. She pulled herself up off the ground and pulled her knees to her chest, leaning against a tree and just let herself cry.

Ben was walking towards the Tourney field because he had heard she had run that way. Chad had not wasted any time in letting him know that she had run through crying. He had disliked the way the other boy had been smug about it. Ben already knew that Mal was pulling away. Especially after what had happened between them down by the Enchanted Lake. Something in him wanted her to just let him down easy. He didn't want to let her go, because he wanted to love her. What he didn't realize at the moment was that there was a difference between loving someone and wanting to love them. He found Jay and Carlos standing by the edge of the woods and the two turned to him. They didn't know Mal's secret. Evie was the only one and even then it wasn't the whole secret.

"She just ran into the woods Ben. We heard Chad telling you so we waited." Jay said.

"I'll go talk to her. I'll find her. I think she and I are the two that need to talk." Ben said and made his way into the woods. He followed her tracks easily enough and found her sitting knees drawn up and arms resting on her knees. She glanced up when she heard sound.

"Go away. Please." She said quietly.

"Mal, talk to me. Tell me what's wrong."

"I don't want to be someone I'm not." It came out before she could stop her lips from moving.

"Mal, I don't want you to be someone you aren't."

"By being with you I am. By changing myself I am." Her words hurt, but he listened. He had heard part of his mother and Evie's conversation. He hadn't meant to listen in. But he had been there to find Mal.

"Then change it Mal. Tell me what I can do for you. How can I help you be who you are. Help you stay here in Auradon." She looked up at him.

"You wouldn't understand." She said slowly.

"Mal, if being with Me...If being with me isn't what you want then fine. But I don't want to lose you. No matter what, you and the others I consider friends."

"It's not that. You wouldn't understand who I really am."

"Explain it to me then." He sat down on the ground in front of her. "Tell me who you really are." Mal stared at him for a moment.

"I'm the daughter of Maleficent."

"I Kn..."

"Shut up. I'm the daughter of Maleficent and Hades. My father wasn't around when I was growing up. Actually he was never around. My mother tried to raise me to be evil. It didn't really work out well, as you know. But there is more. My mother never knew this, no one really does. Well except Evie... and well, your mother."

"My mother?" he asked startled.

"I talked to her. Before I came out here." She wiped away the tears.

"Okay." Ben said hesitantly. At least he didn't think he would have to watch his mothers disappointment when he told her that he and Mal were no longer together.

"This is the part... you are going to hate me. She asked me who on the isle my heart belonged to." Mal watched his face. But he didn't let any emotion pass across it.

"Who. Mal, I'll bring him over. I won't hold it..."

"Her." Mal whispered quietly.

"And that makes sense as to why you are out here crying in the middle of the woods." Ben said just as quietly. He took a deep breath. "Mal, who, if you need her, then tell me. I can bring her and a few others over for the next group."

"Ben..." she finally looked at his face. She saw he was serious. "...you don't hate me."

"It makes sense why you never told me you loved me."

"I do love you Ben, but like I love Jay, Evie and Carlos."

"So, c'mon, we'll go talk this over with the other VK's."

"Ben, thank you." She said when he took her hand and helped her up.