March 1st, 2017

The snow on the Isle slowly deceased as the harsh bitter winter felt almost non-existent as many shopkeepers opened up as their businesses flourished again and the people hit the streets almost back to normal as they shopped and talked as they waited for the next ship to pull in and trolls bring in the supplies to the shops in the now busy bazaar. Mal mischievously grinned from the window as she quickly got dressed and got ready.

" I'm leaving mom!", she said before seeing her mother summon her, Mal walked up to her, " We have much to discuss before you go to the school.", Maleficent said as Mal nodded, " Okay…", she said as she left the apartment and left to the bazaar. Mal met up with Jay as she smirked," 13 items max.", she said as they watched the busy street, " Bet.", he said as they started to leisurely walk in the bazaar grabbing stuff from people's pockets and stands as the people continued going on unaware of the useless gold coins that were missing in their pockets or little trinkets they had.

Evie walked as she looked at the medical stand as Carlos looked with her," What are you looking for?", he asked as they looked at the various creams and products that were placed on the stands, " Mom needs more wrinkle cream…", Evie replied as she looked at the few jars, " Oof…", Carlos said, " I know.", Evie replied as she grabbed the cream and handed the honking vendor a few tattered coins and placed it in her purse before seeing a pair of usual troublemakers come towards them, " Well looks like our little thieves are back at it again…", Evie teased as she saw Mal and Jay walked up to them.

" Hey."

"Hey."

Evie raised her brows as she looked at the two as they saw their pockets lined with many trinkets and seemed to be some useless items, " I see we were having a little fun before we get here…", Evie observed playfully, " Har, har, har...very funny.", Mal said sarcastically, " Besides I gotta have fun as I can before going to that stupid Auradon school.", she muttered, Jay raised his brow, " You're moving?", he asked, " Are you this slow?", she asked, Jay shrugged, " No. But I like pissing you off. I'm in the same boat as you.", he replied nonchalantly, Evie's eyes widened, " Me too…", she said, " Me three…", Carlos replied. The four stood in awkward silence as if a sudden wave of realization dawned upon them, " So I guess we are all going to Auradon Prep…", Carlos said, " I guess so…", Jay replied.

Uma cleaned down the counter as she watched the adult pirates drink and bicker amongst themselves as she rolled her eyes and groaned. A sudden sound of a bursting door rang in as the pirate were too drunk to even tell Uma looked over and saw a familiar pair of boys walk in and get behind the counter, " Why good afternoon madam.", Harry greeted teasingly as Uma rolled her eyes, " Harry.", she greeted back, " Ouch.", Harry said playfully as he twirled his hook around, " Hi Uma!", Gil greeted as the cooks handed him two trays and the two sat as he ate at the counter, " I think we should have some fun…", Harry suggested, Uma smirked as she sneakily lifted some what seemed to be some sort of slop and she tossed it some piss smelling pirate before they snarled and snapped at the pirate next to them throwing some gross slop to the pirate next to them before a unraveling food fight unfolded in front of them as they laughed at the chaos they have done and snuck out of the slop shop and ran in the streets as they laughed and took a quick breath as Uma's crew came up to all of them, " Captain!", Gonzo greeted as his braids was held back neatly from his face with a nice red bandana, " We were lookin' for ye!", he said as the rest of the crew caught up behind him, " Y'all were? Why?", Uma asked as she folded her arms as she waited for answer, " Word 'round the corner says that Mal gettin' herself out the border.", he said quietly, Uma ticked her brow, " What?!", she asked loudly as her blood boiled, "Who told that?", Gonzo cleared his throat, " A few trolls and goblins mentioned it…", he answered quickly. Uma flicked her nails as she raised her brow.

" I hope Mal is comfortable with a rude awakening. "

Mal laughed as she walked inside her shoddy apartment that was shared with her mom as she sees an unfamiliar red smoke existed in the room as a man and her mom sat on the table, " Well I must go.", he says as he took one last puff of his cigarette, "So soon? I wish you horrid travels.", Maleficent said with a certain snarky coldness as the man nodded off and left the apartment as the red smoke slowly trailed off behind him. Mal stood as Maleficent nodded her head off to sit, " Who was that?", Mal asked as she took a seat across the table from where the mysterious man once sat, " An old friend.", Maleficent said quietly as she looked at the vials of the two liquids as the first vial had sickening but alluring two-toned sangria colored liquid as she looked at the soft red hue shined within it and looked at the other as the liquid had a warm and inviting orange color before seeing them be placed inside the cabinet and was locked away.

" Let's have a small chat."

Mal furrowed her brows, " What is it about?", she asked her cocky and calm posture became tense and rigid, "Do you want to make me proud?", she asked, Mal slowly relaxed as she became eager, " I do…", she replied as her voice became eager and desperate as she started to listen, Maleficent tapped her long red nails on the table as she pulled out a small thick book. It was unassuming and it had a few tatters as she handed it to her daughter, " This was my spellbook when I was your age. Knowing that your powers will go haywire I will hand you that to help you.", Maleficent said, " I need you to break this barrier.", she commanded, "What do I get out of this?", Mal asked.

" Power beyond what you could ever imagine."

Mal raised her brow abrasively as she held the book in her hands before admiring the delicately crafted book, " Power?", she asked, Maleficent nodded, " However I need you to grab a few things and hand them to me once the barrier is broken.", she said.

" Power is a process after all."