SOME KIDS GROW UP HEARING LAME LULLABIES AND STUPID FLOWERY FAIRY TALES. ON THIS ISLAND, IT'S ALWAYS BEEN ABOUT "LONG LIVE EVIL."
On the Isle of the Lost lives five teenagers, who are the children of some of the most evil villains known to man. Like their parents, the teens love to be cruel, which ususally has them try to cause as much mischief as possible before heading home.
As we get our first glimpse of the isle, we see a teenage girl named Mal as she spray-painted a battered city wall. With her purple hair, leather jacket with a decal of two dragons on the back, and tough-as-nails boots, Mal had trouble written all over her-which was precisely what she was going for. The bilious green spray paint spelled out LONG LIVE EVIL. Mal holstered her paint can, reveled in her work, and stepped into the bustling marketplace, where she was quickly swept up in the throng and blended into the sea of haggard, worn faces. When she finishes her work, she begins to sing the kid's song.
They say I'm trouble
They say I'm bad
They say I'm evil
And that makes me glad
Jay, son of Jafar, watched Mal vanish into the crowd as he looked out over the bazaar from the roof top of a nearby building. Oozing confidence, he had long dark hair and biceps that bulged out of his leather vest. He smiled. His eyes glinted dangerously. In several cobra-like moves, Jay leaped and slid down a rusty ladder from the rooftop. Those who knew of Jay would say that he was dirty, no good, bad to the bone.
A dirty no good
Down to the bone
Your worst nightmare
Can't take me home
Evie, daughter of Evil Queen, spotted Jay making his way toward the street and returned to strutting across a table, where disheveled urchins were trying to eat. They ogled Evie's dazzling smile, dark wavy hair, and hypnotizing eyes. She wore all blue, with a necklace that had a red gem topped by a gold crown. She carried a red box-shaped purse. She was a natural beauty, but it was hard to tell under all the makeup. Her mom had taught her that looks were everything. She glanced around to see Jay was gone.
So I got some mischief
In my blood
Can you blame me?
I never got no love
Carlos, son of Cruella De Vil, spied Evie as he climbed out of a window and stepped into the rowdy street. Carlos was a skinny teen with white hair with black roots, and he was all decked out in a red, white, and black leather jacket and boots. As he walked through the bazaar, he stole a handkerchief and then swiped an apple. Villagers considered him a callous lowlife. And he loved them for it.
They think I'm callous
A lowlife hood
I feel so useless
All: Misunderstood
Mal and Evie walk down an alleyway while Jay flips off of a pipe onto another building, and Carlos ran and flipped over a row of beds, waking several of the people in the process. While the girls are in the alley, they meet up with another 16 year old girl with long hair dressed in blue. This was Harlow, daughter of the infamous god, Hades. Carlos raced up to the girls as Jay leaped down from a building to join them.
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the baddest of them all?
Welcome to my wicked world
Wicked world
The five friends were united once again. They slid aside a chain-link gate and marched from warehouse to warehouse. They ran through clothes hanging on lines and banged against old washing basins as if they had been drums with some sticks that Jay had grabbed. They ran through a tunnel, banging on the walls before separating once again
I'm rotten to the core, core
Rotten to the core
I'm rotten to the core, core
Who could ask for more?
I'm nothing like the kid next
Like the kid next door
I'm rotten to the...
I'm rotten to the...
I'm rotten to the core
The kids separated again as Mal walks through what appears to be a market before she took a can of spray pain, and she spray-painted an M onto a shower curtain before swinging it open and walking away.
Call me a schemer
Call me a freak
How can you say that?
I'm just unique
Jay swipes a tea kettle before pretending to pour out some before walking off with it.
What, me a traitor?
Ain't got your back
Are we not friends?
What's up with that?
Evie walked though a clothes shop as she swiped a man's scarf, waking away after flirting with the merchant.
So I'm a misfit
So I'm a flirt
I broke your heart
I made you hurt
Carlos walked over a few tables, kicking off some buckets of produce, before jumping onto a cart with bales of straw and riding away.
The past is past
Forgive, forget
The truth is
All: You ain't seen nothing yet
The girls (Mal Evie) stood on a balcony singing as Jay grabbed onto a wooden beam, swinging on it with Harlow as Carlos pulled it with a rope.
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the baddest of them all?
Welcome to my wicked world
Wicked world
As they stomped out onto the filthy street, the friends struck fear and respect into the hearts of the street hawkers, pickpockets, and scam artists. The five teens were truly rotten to the core.
I'm rotten to the core, core
Rotten to the core
I'm rotten to the core, core
Who could ask for more?
I'm nothing like the kid next
Like the kid next door
I'm rotten to the...
I'm rotten to the...
I'm rotten to the core
The kids all laughed hysterically as Mal snatched a lollipop from a toddler being pulled in a wagon by it's mother, and it began to cry. She held up the lollipop in the air triumphantly. Mal's friends laughed. They were pleased with her stunt.
Suddenly, a shadow loomed in their path, and all the merchants scampered away, hiding in shops. It could only mean one thing.
Henchmen appeared and cleared the way to make room for Her Royal Wickedness, Maleficent, Mistress of Evil. Her horns were wrapped in leather and she carried a scepter, her eyes flashing green. Mal got the message from all the screaming and turned around, facing her mother.
"Hi, Mom," said Mal with a mischievous smile as she turned around after seeing her friend's faces change, Jay also pointing behind her.
"Stealing candy, Mal?" said Maleficent, pushing the henchmen out of the way. "I'm so disappointed."
Mal scrunched up her face. "It was from a baby," she said cheerily, holding out the lollipop. Mal's friends laughed again at just how very mean she could be.
Maleficent smiled. "That's my nasty little girl!" She snatched the lollipop from Mal's hand, spit on it, clamped it in her armpit, and handed it to one of her henchmen. "Give it back to the dreadful creature," Maleficent said, eyes gleaming.
"Mom..." Mal said, annoyed at how her mom always had to one-up her. The henchman trotted off to return the lollipop to the mother of the baby.
"It's the deets, Mal, that make the difference between mean and truly evil," said Maleficent. She smiled and waved to the grateful mother. She looked back at Mal. "When I was your age, I was cursing entire kingdoms." She gestured grandly.
Mal mouthed along: "...cursing entire kingdoms!" She rolled her eyes, as if she hadn't head that one a million times already.
"You. Walk with me," said Maleficent, putting her hand on her daughter's shoulder and guiding her forward. "See, I'm just trying to teach you the thing that really counts: how to be me." She told her daughter as they walked away from the group.
"I know that," said Mal, nodding as she tried to assure her, "and I'll do better."
"Oh! There's news," said Maleficent, whipping around. "I buried the lede!" She pointed at Mal and her friends. "You five have been chosen to go to a different school. In Auradon."
At these words, Evie, Jay, and Carlos made to bolt, only to be snatched up by Maleficent's henchmen. Mal gawked at her mom, eyes widening. Her friends stopped struggling against their captors.
Mal gawked at her mom, eyes widening. Her friends stopped struggling against their captors.
"What?" said Mal. "Mom, you have to be joking."
"Nope!" said Maleficent. "You'll be joining the bastion of privilege and exclusivity of...Auradon Prep." The words left a sour-apple taste in her mouth.
"Mom! I'm not going to some boarding school filled to the brim with prissy pink princesses." Mal tried to argue.
"And perfect princes!" said Evie dreamily as she stepped beside Mal before her best friend glared at her. "Ugh!" she said, feigning a look of disgust
"Yeah, and I don't do uniforms." Harlow said, leaning her arm against Jay's shoulder.
"Unless It's leather. You feel me?" Jay grinned and tried to high-five a terrified Carlos, who stepped toward Maleficent.
"I read somewhere that they allow dogs in Auradon," Carlos said. "Mom said they're rabid pack animals who eat boys who don't behave." He gulped, unblinking. Jay snuck up behind him and barked like a dog. He freaked out and hit Jay for scaring him as he and Harlow laughed.
"Yeah, mom we're not going. forget it." Mal said matter-of-factly. "You are not going to start to see me doing curtsies and book reports."
"You're thinking small, punkin'," said Maleficent. "It's all about world domination!" She licked her lips. Then she turned to her henchmen. "Knuckleheads!" She turned on her heel, sweeping her cloak, and took off down the empty street, flanked by her devoted thugs. "Mal!" she sang over her shoulder, beckoning her daughter forth. Mal and her friends exchanged glances and followed Maleficentback to her place where all their parents had met up.