"We should do something today," Ben suggested. He and Dough had gone to check up on their girlfriends, but they were only sitting there awkwardly.

"Like what?" Evie snapped.

"I don't know, but staying here all day won't help anything. We don't know when they're coming, and we'll figure it out with my parents, but until then we should find a way to relax... Well, you guys have never been swimming right? How about we go to the Enchanted Lake?"
"Ben..." Mal started.

"I know, I know. Impending doom. But staying cooped up in here, stressed over everything won't help." Ben explained.

"Dough?" Evie turned towards her boyfriend.

"Well he's not wrong... you know what stress does Evie. Biologically and psychologically, I'm with him on this one." Dough said carefully, just as Jay and Carlos entered the room.

"Oh hey, guys. We were just planning on going swimming." Ben smiled, but the two boys just stared blankly.

"Swimming," Carlos repeated.

"Ben here say that the stress isn't good for us and we need to find a way to relax," Evie explained.

"Relax?" Carlos asked, "You do understand what's going on right?"

"I just think that there's nothing that we can do until we talk with my parents. So until then. there's no use in stressing more than necessary."

"Why swimming?" Jay asked this time.

"You guys have never been... or we could just do whatever."

"Well, I want breakfast first," Jay said. As they were leaving, Carlos's eyes went wide and he told them he would meet them down there because he'd forgotten something in his room. When he finally got down there, he was the only one in the halls because everyone was already in the dining hall. Suddenly, his eyes were flooded with bright light so strong, he had to close them and he knew what was happening. Less than a millisecond after, he was met with excruciating body-wide pain. He felt like he was on fire and in a freezer at the same time, along with bursts of electrifying pain that would start at his head and travel through his body. The stabbing pain behind his eyes, when he tried to open them, confirmed his theory... he had come.

"So," He felt the venomous heat of his breath on his face, the steel grip on the back of his neck with sharp claws digging into his skin," You decided to dis..oh...bey?"

"S-sir," Carlos could feel himself choking on a mix of blood and saliva.

"Did I say you could talk?" He asked, dragging out each word. Then when Carlos didn't answer, he felt the excruciating sting of a fist hitting his face, "ANSWER ME WHEN I ASK YOU A QUESTION!"

"I'm s-sor-ry si-" he sputtered, then there was another punch and more yelling,

"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT STUTTERING?!"

"It mmmakes you look weak," Carlos said as sharp and strong as he could.

"NO! You are weak. It just makes you look more pathetic... Your mother told me what you did." Carlos gasped, half in pain, half in fear. He felt a different type of heat, and smoke engulfed his lungs.

"OPEN YOUR EYES BOY AND SHOW ME SOME RESPECT!" his mother screamed at him and he forced his eyes to open once more. When they did, despite the pain and bright light, he managed to see that he was in a room with him, his mother, Jafar, and the Evil queen, "You disobeyed... turned 'good'. Now we will take over Auradon and you, my dear, will suffer worst out of all the scum on this island." Carlos froze in fear, wondering what this would mean for his friends, but he took a breath and pushed that all aside, then used his magic to fling the doors behind him open, revealing the dining hall.

"CARLOS!" a few familiar voices shouted and he could hear footsteps running towards him.

"Ahhhhh. There you three are. Long time no see." Mutalmaya smiled sweetly.

"Mommy?" Evie gasped.

'Traitor!" the Evil Queen spat.

"How'd you get here?!" Ben yelled at him, then looked at Carlos when he made a gasping sound as if invisible hands were choking him.

"I'm offended. Haven't you told your friends about me?" He hissed, "I am Mutalmaya. Father of all that his magic. Of course, this silly skin, Prince Hans, is the least suspecting character."

"Why are you here?"Someone asked.

"UGH! Are all you brats so dense?! We are here to take what's ours and if you're lucky, you die." He explained in a mocking tone, but even the dimmest of minds could tell that he was serious.

"No!" Mal shouted, stepping forward along with the other 2 villain children.

"Step aside children, and we'll see to it that your punishment isn't as cruel as it could be." The Evil Queens offer may have sounded appealing to some, but the 3 knew their parents too well to believe junk like that, " Very well. Jafar!" Jafar raised his staff, but as he did, Evie chanted into her mirror, hoping what she had in mind would work as it did for Maleficent,

"Mirror, mirror in my hand, please protect us where we stand!" Whatever curse he sent bounced off the mirror into the hall behind their parents. Taking advantage of Jafar's slightly perplexed state, Mal chanted a spell that ripped his staff out of his hands and into her hand, then handing it to Jay.

"YOU IMBECILE!" Mutalmaya screeched, as Jay thought it couldn't possibly be that easy. Carlos was obviously struggling with whatever inflictions and curses were being thrown at him, several at a time. As he began to ponder over it, he noticed Carlos's body language change and watched him look to his left, slightly over his shoulder in the general direction of Jay. His face was twisted so that it was void of emotion and full of so many, at the same time. It didn't make any sense. He should be happy about their small victory. Then he recognized the look in his eyes,

"IT'S NOT REAL! 'LOS, WHATEVER YOU SEE ISN'T REAL!" He tried to run forward but bounced back because of whatever invisible field Carlos had put up to protect everyone.

"Carlos?" Evie tried, but Carlos was too far gone. His expression changed again to one that almost matched the cruel, raw hatred on his father's face, he smiled wickedly and turned to once again face the villains.

"You killed him." He said softly, then yelled, "YOU! KILLED! HIIIIIM!" one he yelled it, the three nonmagical villains were thrown back into the wall with some type of magical energy securing them there.

"Let me down, boy! CARLOS!... Muta!" Curella attempted to squirm, but it did no good.

"Quiet woman!" Mutalmaya spat, "And so what if I did?" As he asked the question, he stepped back and allowed for thick splinters of wood to race forward and pierce the boy's body. First his right leg, then his gut, then the far right of his chest, but as the third one pierced his chest, the glowing sphere from Jafar's staff flew out of its holder and the creator of all magic grimaced, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

"Something I wish happened a long time ago." He whispered, with only one person in the entire school(other than Mutalmaya of course) to hear him. Carlos put his hand up and twisted as if opening a door that no one but him could see. Almost immediately, a cloudy black orb exploded out of Mutalmaya's chest and collided with the red sphere, before flying into the boy's hand. The entire time, more and more wood splinters pierced his skin, one particularly think one screwed itself into his left eye. Mutalmaya screamed that it was not possible as he collapsed and shriveled up back to what was most likely his original form. At the same time, as the sphere embedded itself into the boy, a splinter of wood drove itself through his throat and he collapsed as well. All anyone could do was watch the blood bath, and Jay almost lost it when he heard someone say that they had sensed Carlos's death.