*So this is the first story I've ever posted on here, but I'm trying to do things out of my comfort zone which includes letting other people read my writing. This story is really rough, but I tried.

Obviously, I don't own Descendants, Only my OC.*

Oh hey! I didn't see you there!

Welcome to the Isle of the Lost: the home of all villains and garbage. Now, I will admit it's gotten a bit better since Mal got together with the crown prince but you know- the Isle is no kingdom of Auradon.

But of course, I'm getting way ahead of myself. Let me just rewind a few years...

Once upon a time- years ago, I've lost count- a baby girl (that's ME!) was born to a God and Goddess of Olympus. I lived with her mom up on Mount Olympus but was kept basically under lock and key. However, my life was about to change. Doesn't it always? Anyhow, over in the kingdom of Auradon, Belle married the Beast and they became the King and Queen. And the first order of business? All the villains and their sidekicks were to be quarantined to a small island a few miles off Auradon's shores. This stupid 'Isle of the Lost' is where my dad was revived and disposed.

Plus me.

My mom barely fought Uncle Zeus' decision- since I'm half my father and have been know to cause trouble and set more than one person on fire. It didn't help that my parents weren't exactly married, so mom just turned her back on dad and me.
Little me, just 10 years old (but looking like I'm 4- I'll explain later), obviously decided to hate my mom. Dad didn't discourage it; he let me be angry and figure it out on my own.

Fast forward a year of life on the Isle. Dad met someone. They were both evil and bitter of the heroes and gods back in Auradon and Olympus, "bonding" over that hatred and other such things. I didn't like her very much really, but if it made dad "happy", then I was staying clear of his love life- and thank the Gods I did!

After a few months, dad got married. We moved into the biggest castle on the Isle, the mutual hatred the only thing really keeping up the marriage, I noticed. It made me kinda sad honestly. After a while, it became clear that it would never be "happily ever after" and dad took me to find another place for us to live when the fights turned explosive. Once we settled in our second home, he would leave me there so I wouldn't have to deal with the wrath. But I would laugh when dad came home spitting mad and cursing the fae; I just sat, listened and laughed.

4 years passed since the Isle was created. I remember it being hotter than dad's flames, when dad came home for good. He told me they parted ways, but that in a few months I would have a baby sister. I recall asking if I would ever get to meet her, but dad just waved off the question. He just said I might run into her on the Isle but never were we gonna actually meet. Her mom was gonna raise her to be basically a 'mini-mistress of evil' and I would be considered a distraction as an older sister. So I dropped the topic.
That winter, the news spread across the Isle. My little sister was born.

Now, getting back to where we were! So 16 years later on this lovely Isle, with absolutely nothing to do. I thoroughly enjoyed partaking in the gossip around the Isle; dad rarely left home so I would bring back news and food. But anyways- the gossip grew after Auradon's crown prince Ben's first proclamation.

So timeline: the Rotten Core four left the Isle, turned good and left behind the Isle lifestyle. Then Uma, daughter of Ursula, took over the turf. I will admit- it's really fun to poke at her! She's like a firecracker!
But then after a few months, I heard from Dizzy Tremaine that my little sister came back to the Isle. I managed to sneak around Uma's one night and caught a glimpse of my little sister, and I had to admit- I was proud of her for all she's doing. Nonetheless, her and Uma had their little squabble before little sis returned to Auradon with her friends and prince boyfriend.

But now there's news going about of more villain kids being allowed over to Auradon. I suspect my baby sister has something to do with it, and with all this gossip up top, I know exactly when she's coming back. Now after 17 years, I can finally meet her. And I am determined.

On VK Day, I'm gonna introduce myself to my little sister Mal- or my name isn't Halie, daughter of Persephone and Hades.