Prologue: Our Story Begins

"Once upon a time, long, long ago…well, more like twenty years ago, Belle married her Beast in front of six thousand of their closest, personal friends. So, instead of a honeymoon, King Beast united all of the kingdoms and got himself elected King of the United States of Auradon (USA). He rounded up all the villains, sidekicks…basically all of the really interesting people and he booted them to the Isle of the Lost, with a magical barrier to keep them there. This is my hood: no magic, no Wi-Fi, no way out…or so I thought. Don't worry; you'll get your chance to meet us, but first: this happened."

Looking at my surroundings was a land that the sky was blue, the sun was shining, and everyone had a smile on their faces. The dream just started, and already, I hate it. Sitting in a white carriage with two drawn horses, I sensed a familiar presence beside me. I didn't want the person to see my expression, so I looked down at my lap. A lilac, sparkly ball gown covered my body, silver shoes strapped to my feet, and a gold hand chain attached to my left hand.

The mystery guy didn't see that I was tense or me being in the carriage with him, so that's a point in my favor until I jinxed it.

"Are you alright?" My eyes widened in shock. I recognize this voice. It was the guy from the picnic dream I had a year ago. He still has the same dirty blonde hair, a handsome oval face, warm smile, and striking hazel eyes. Opening my mouth to reply, but nothing came out. Shaking my head side to side, he seemed to take that as an answer about this…whatever THING I'm in.

"Don't worry. All you have to do is sit there and look beautiful; not that you need any help with that." One of his hands grabbed my right hand and held it tightly but gently.

"Where am I? Is this a dream?" I asked. He looked at me like I've finally gone insane.

"You're in Auradon; you have been here since a month ago. Right now, we are heading towards the church for a momentous occasion," he said.

"Don't tell me: we're attending a wedding, right?" I mused.

"No." He smiled at me while laughing at my sarcasm. "It's my coronation to ascend the throne as King," Mystery Dream Guy told me.

"But why would I be sitting next to you?" I questioned. His eyes grew soft and warm. He came closer and closer until he leaned over and whispered something in my ear.

"The reason why you are sitting next to me is that you are here… as my date." Whew. Now I can finally get out of this weird and disturbing dream.

"That's funny. I never date." And with that, I woke myself up. Sitting in my room, it was still dark outside while the entire Isle is dead quiet with sleep. Grabbed my sketchbook, I turned to a blank page where I proceeded to vent my frustration of the dream to provide me with clarity and peace of mind. After thirteen minutes of sketching out the image, I put my sketchbook back on my desk, turned off my lamp, and fell back into a dreamless sleep.

Meanwhile in Auradon…

A girl in a lavender dress was sitting in the carriage next to me. A girl with purple hair and shining green eyes. The girl that I saw in my Isle of the Lost dream over a year ago. She was smiling and waving at the people without a care in the world. Catching the occasional glance now and then, I noticed that she looked upset. Being the person that my parents raised me as I asked her.

"Are you alright?" She seemed to snap out of her unhappy mood and turned around to face me.

"Yeah, I'm okay. It's just that this seems so surreal. Me being in Auradon, going to school, sitting next to you; to be honest, I'm still waiting for the rug to be pulled out from under me and all of this is a trick."

"I can assure you; this is no trick. You're here experiencing normal life. This is no dream, because if it is, then I don't ever want to wake up." I grabbed one of her hands that had my beast ring on her finger. A light blush appeared on the strange girl's cheeks. She leaned on my shoulder, grinning from ear to ear, in quiet content. The next thing I knew, as we faced forward to confront the people of Auradon, a bright light shone in our faces, and I woke up.

My bedroom shrouded with darkness, but the light of the moon illuminated a little bit. My mahogany desk in the corner, littered with legislations to look over for approval. My bag filled with my tourney gear near the side of the door. In the middle of the room, the foosball table stood off on the side, while my weight lifting machine near the back of the balcony entrance. The dream freaked me out a little bit but reminded me of what I was going to do tomorrow, especially telling my parents what my proclamation is. I get out of bed, headed towards the window where it overlooks the Strait of Ursula, and stared out in the middle of the sea. There, in all of its exiled glory, is the Isle of the Lost: a prison for all villains, sidekicks, wicked stepmothers, evil magical beings, minions, evil stepsisters, and their descendants reside. But pretty soon, everything is going to change for the better.

First of all, thank you for liking it and hope you continue to read it.

Also, I apologize that I haven't updated this story, but I will update and finish this story. I have no intention of stopping this when we haven't even begun. Rest assured, I will continue update (sporadically), but it will come.

Finally, I was rereading it and found out that I've made a lot of grammar mistakes and punctuation, which I plan to rectify right now. So, bare with me on this as I fix it.