A/N: So this won't be updated on an extremely regular basis. I will be working on three stories at once so I will alternate what I write by day. Or something. I don't know. In other news! This chapter marks the halfway mark in the story! It will be a short fanfiction because it is the Prequel to my already posted and started story A Second Chance. Due to that being a crossover fic, there will be a prequel for each end of it. This is the Descendants side, and the prequel side for Once Upon a Time only has a few chapters that would be a precursor while the rest occurs at the same time or after. Enjoy the chapter!
Eight tables with two chairs each sat facing a chalkboard. Despite it being months since the Core Four first arrived, the questions never changed. Seven VKs sat at the tables towards the back of the classroom. Evie and Dizzy were seated at the table behind the half-sisters. Hadley had her feet up on her half of the table. Bright blue steel toed combat boots kick dirt onto Mal's sketches of Ben.
"Careful, sis," Mal says trying to get the drawing out from under Hadley's feet. After becoming Lady of the Court, she had brought more of the Isle into her outfits. Normally just small things, like accessories and shoes. It took her months to bring a bit more Auradon into her clothing. Knowing Hadley and Conner, it could take years for them to hang up their leather vests.
"You aren't my sister. Blood only makes us related. It doesn't make us family. Sara is my sister. Not you," Hadley says brushing some dirt off of her bright blue leather vest with a black skull on the back.
Mal sighs and moves Hadley's feet off the table. "Can't we put the past behind us? Be the bigger person," she says putting her hand on top of Hadley's. Hope clearly shown in her eyes. There was no point in hiding it. Mal knew that any attempt at hiding how much she wanted to bond with her sister would fail. Especially since Hadley never gained followers by fear like Mal had. The demigoddess was raised by one who knew how to find and exploit a weakness. Uncovering true intentions and emotions happens to be second nature to the younger fey.
Hadley jerks her hand away and gets up from the table. She grabs her black backpack with blue dull spikes. "I'm 5 feet tall and salty. You be the bigger person," she sneers going to sit next to Conner at the table across from Mal's.
"Miss Olympia, please get back to your seat so class can start," Fairy Godmother states walking into the classroom. She motions to the chair next to Mal knowing that the future Queen should be able to keep the blue haired troublemaker under control.
The tiny VK grumbles under her breath as she sits back down next to her big sister. "This does not mean that I like you," the young half-pixie whispers to the pixie next to her.
"So today, we will be talking about friendship. I will have the seven of you in pairs. Because of there being an odd number of you, Chad agreed to partner with Dizzy. Jay will be with Conner, Evie will be with Carlos, and Mal will be with Hadley. The assignment is to find something in common with one another and to connect," Fairy Godmother states from the front of the classroom. Ben had told her of the tension between Mal and Hadley, of how the little half-pixie will avoid Mal at all costs. By pairing the half-sisters together, it would give them a chance to get to know one another. "And no trading partners. You have a week, on Friday you will describe your partner. Now go!" the older fairy says making shooing motions to her students.
Almost all of the VKs grin as they gather their things. Hadley was the odd one out. A clear frown was on her face as she quickly puts her notebook in her backpack. Blue hair smokes as the roots slowly turn red. Sparks fly off landing on Mal's sketch of Ben that she had been working on for Belle.
"Hadley, how about we go to E and I's dorm. Get the chance to talk in private," Mal suggests as she pats out the sparks.
"Fine. Whatever. May as well get this over with," the fire headed pixie states as she leaves the classroom before Mal.
"This will be a long week..." the Lady of the Court sighs as she grabs her bag and follows behind her moody sister.
The inside of Mal and Evie's dorm room had changed from what it originally was when they arrived in Auradon. Well, Mal's side changed more than anything. The extreme amount of pink had been replaced by purple. On her vanity, the Lady of the Court tiara sat on a blue velvet pillow. Quite a lot of the room had been filled with various designs and fabrics for Evie's Four Hearts. Mal sits down on her bed after setting her back down on the floor. "You should let E make you some new clothing. You've been wearing the same three outfits for years."
"Why do you even care? After you almost got me killed 6 years ago," Hadley sneers as she just walks over to Maleficent's cage. "Puny little mother," she chuckles leaning down to look the little lizard in the eye. "You were always pushing us around..." the youngest fey continues before standing back up. She turns towards her sister to look her in the eyes. Due to Mal being seated on the bed, Hadley had about half an inch on her sister. "You are much more like her than you even admit to yourself. Never once have you shown remorse for what you have done to me. I doubt that your precious little gang even knows how much of a monster you are," she calmly states. Her eyes briefly glow yellow as she looks Mal in the eyes.
A/N: So this is a little bit of a warning. Past this point dark themes begin to show. Or start to. I can't remember what I rated the story, however there are only two parts that will be slightly darker than the rest of the story. If you do not wish to read the darkish part of this chapter, stop reading here.
"I never tried to kill you! I just left you alone in the middle of the Uncharted Forest!"
The once calm eyes begin to glow yellow, conflict fleeting through them before finally settling on a look of heartbreak. "I just wanted to be close to you Mally…" she whispers as the beginning of tears start to pool in her eyes. "I knew that I was tiny for 9 even in Isle standards... but I thought that we could be friends... sisters... it was so dark out there..." the once confident stance started to evaporate. The bluenette bites her lip nervously as she takes off her leather vest and drops it to the floor. The black tank top hung loose to her tiny frame, making the teenager look like a walking skeleton. "She was so hungry... angry... I couldn't stop her..." she continues as she pulls the tank top over her head so it could join her vest. Each rib was clearly defined, every single scar and bruise looking like it had never healed. From the front of her right shoulder to the left hip bone, the jagged scars ran across her body. The skin underneath and around it being a yellowish-green hue, an infection that was never treated. "Doctors don't last long on the Isle... no one knew how to heal me so I never grew again. Saying sorry won't be enough. Changing won't be enough. I already tried the sister thing with you, but you just wanted me dead... just like mom..." Hadley whispers before quickly throwing her tank top back on and running out of the dorm door.