It was early morning and the streets of The Isle where quiet, they were never quiet before. On the rooftop of her mother's boutique stood a tall raven-haired girl with bright red ombre at her ends. Her pale amber eyes looked over the land specifically the new golden bridge that seemed to sparkle even under the early morning fog. She could feel her face started to frown, she was completely unhappy with the way things turned when the King opened the gates. All of the people on the Isle seemed to forget who banished us here and left us to rot, or as her mother would always say. Looking over towards the west of the Isle she could see a few moving bodies on the ground. The city was starting to awaken and move along. She could hear the laughs of the children running about on the streets and the barter of the fishermen down the ways yelling over prices and such. The odd odor of salt and misery filled the air, it didn't smell good but it was home to her at least. It wasn't often that she got to see the Isle so early like this it was a treat upon itself, but it didn't feel right, nothing did anymore. With her thoughts all over the place, a rude reminder of her life came calling back to her. "SCARLET COME DOWN HERE AT ONCE" yelled her mother at the tops of her lungs from inside her home. With a loud grumble, Scarlet made her way towards her mother's voice. She makes her way from the window through the attic and came downstairs into the living room of her home. The house was covered in mess, red and black items were thrown everywhere, her mother's hair wasn't up to par with its usual regalness. Her face bare which revealed her age and dark circles."Yes, mother," replied Scarlet her eyes cast to the floor and head bowed. "I know you took it you twit, where are the coins from yesterday's profit?" yelled the Red Queen. Her large frame seemed to fill the whole room in an instant. Her voice was cold and deadly. Slowly looking up from her position she explained to her mother. "Why don't you go ask Lucifer he was also here at the shop yesterday, I have no reason to steal your money." Scarlet With the quickness Scarlet could feel the heel of a shoe make an impact to the top of her head. With a yelp, Scarlet quickly face her mother. "I refuse to be treated like a child, I didn't take anymore and I don't have to answer to such petty accusations." Said Scarlett firmly. Pushing her head up high she left her home. She could hear her mother's screams and retaliations but Scarlett blocked it all out. Running to the front door she opened and didn't turn back. By now people were about and around the streets. With a skip and a hop Scarlett was gone her worries pushed on the back burner at the moment.

The musty air filled Scarlett's lungs she had a smile on her face. It may all be a pile of junk to some but this was her home and she wouldn't have it any other way. Taking a stroll through the back allies to keep her journey to the destination short was always a task. Pickpockets didn't have any shame around these parts and having valuables on hand was an automatic target on yourself. Quickly Scarlett tucked her necklace and hid her small crown in a small bag that hung around her shoulders. She began to speed walk to avoid any unwanted eyes. Along the way she could hear the trolls and fisherman more loudly as she was coming upon the port of the Isle. Being on this side of the Isle always reminded her of Uma and her crew, a wave of anger washed over her with the idea. "Uma is no better than Mal, both of them are traders to the Isle." Scarlet thought to herself. With all the kids going to the same primary school everybody knew everyone. Uma and Mal were always the top stars of the school no matter who challenged them. They hated each other yes but nothing could replace the dismay of the people of Auradon. Scarlet wasn't like Mal and Uma, she did most of her bidding behind the scenes and showing an innocent face as a true queen should. While the latter would show and challenge Scarlet would let her lackeys and pawns do her work for her. "A real queen never touches the blood only commands it." is something the Queen of Hearts would always say. Something that Scarlet lives by. Lost in her thoughts Scarlet didn't hear or see the oncoming medal hook coming her way. Instinct takes over and she quickly ducks just missing it by a hair. She could hear laughter coming from a small crowd, pulling herself together she gave a hard look towards the group. "Well well, look at this one ya," said an all too familiar voice. His tone of voice was as devilish as his smile, his blooming blue eyes could catch anyone if they looked too long. "Harry, I don't have time to play around today, "Scarlet said curtly Walking over with the confidence of a thousand men Harry smiled. "Aw, don't treat me like that love, I was just mesmerized once again on how enthralling you are," he said with that same smirk on his face. He grabbed Scarlet's hand and gave it a kiss. She quickly snatched her hand back in disgust. "Don't blow your last few brain cells on big words Hook," Scarlet replied earning a few laughs from his crew. "No there is no reason to act so distantly towards me, let your heart make the right decision," Harry said as he sauntered over to Scarlet and placed his free hand on her waist and hook hand under her chin. The action causes rage to form over Scarlet, she could feel red from the tops of her head to the soles of her feet. Having anger issues was a curse that happened to be passed down from her mother, Scarlet didn't enjoy being known for it but it had its advantages. With a blink of an eye, Scarlet flipped Harry onto his back with stride. "That is a direct message from my heart to your love," The bomb of laughter that followed Harry being flatlined could be heard all over the docks. Dusting herself off she quickly pushed pass the crew and continued on her journey around the Isle.