Wow, I wasn't expecting that big a response to my first story! Please enjoy this chapter as a thanks to all my reviews.

Disclaimer: I don't own the descendants, or else Ben's cringy singing scenes would be deleted.

Uma had just carried out her last tray before her break, when she happened to glance at Harry. He had his hand on his forehead and was swaying like he was drunk, but there was no alcohol in this shop. Her mother always got to it first. Discarding the plate onto the table, Uma made her way to Harry.

"Hey Harry," Uma tapped his right shoulder, which seemed to aggravate him more, "Harry! Harry are you okay?"

As if to answer her question, Harry eyed her with a clear expression of pain. He groaned clutching his side before falling unconscious. Luckily, Gil was not too far behind to catch him.

"Harry!" Uma screamed tears beginning to streak down her face as she watched his eyes close along with the pain he was feeling. His hook lay on the table not too far from where they were. Uma stood from her spot near Harry and placed it on his stomach before addressing the stunned crowed.

"Who. Did. This." Uma stated in a dark tone, locking eyes with every pirate in the restaurant.

"Uma-"

"-can't you see that I'm busy," Uma was beyond furious as she stormed through her shop until she reached the sword check basket, "who wants to talk first, hmm. Anybody?"

Everyone was silent. They knew for a fact that talking to Uma when she was mad would result in death, even if you're innocent.

"Who did this," Uma repeated jumping on a nearby table to get a better vantage point, " Tell me now!"

"Uma," Gil finally had the courage to speak up from his spot on the ground, "it was Cornelia and Brick!"

Uma looked at Gil confused.

"Well actually it was Cornelia but-"

"-who's Cornelia?" Uma hissed.

"I am! And if you don't want to find a new first mate, than I suggest you go find a medic." Cornelia smiled.

"You're dead!" Uma roared leaping across the tables to the blonde haired pirate.

Gil watched in awe as his captain battled the pirate girl. Cornelia was good, but Uma had her crew to back her up. As if they had heard his thoughts, the rest of Uma's crew drew their swords surrounding the two combatants less one of them tries to escape.

I have to get Harry help, the longer he stays down the worse he'll get. Gil thought as he slung Harry over his back. He could feel the heat emanating off of Harry, that wasn't a good sign.

"Leaving so soon?"

Gil turned around, frowning at Brick who blocked their exit.

"Harry wouldn't want to miss out on all the fun." Brick laughed drawing his sword.

Gil gulped, he always followed the rules so he didn't have his sword with him.

"Wait! You didn't actually want him dead, did you?" Gil asked, lowering Harry onto the ground.

"You misunderstood me," Brick laughed, "I very much want him gone but I don't want to be caught."

"Oh boy," Gil grabbed Harry's hook as that was the only weapon he could grab in arms reach, "I have to borrow this."

Brick didn't wait for Gil, instead he swung his broad sword at Gil in a quick movement. Gil retaliated with the hook inches from his face. He had to place both his arm strength into the hook to throw it from his face. He wasn't a skilled hooks man after all.

"Hey! At least let me get a sword!" Gil yelped just narrowly avoiding a stab into his abdomen.

"Nah, I like it better when you're dancing." Brick smirked as he started sticking his sword where Gil's feet were. Soon, Gil was backed into a corner with the sword pressed near his neck.

Uma was having better luck. Her anger was fueling her to make faster and more powerful attacks. She had just swept Cornelia onto the ground ready to stab her heart when a voice sounded on the other side of the room.

"Hey! Release her or he dies." A pirate yelled, his sword pressed against Gil's neck.

Uma had no intentions of letting the girl go, she was going to kill her and anyone who dared to threaten her crew but she couldn't sacrifice Gil.

As if he could sense her indecision, he placed a boot on Harry's side and started pressing into him.

"Get off of him!" Uma snarled.

"Let her go." The pirate replied calmly.

Reluctantly, Uma released her hold on Cornelia and watched her scamper off.

"Thatagirl, now let me pass," the pirate demanded, "or else."

The crew quickly parted, watching as the pirate dragged Gil away from the counter and towards the door.

Gil watched as Ursula's fish 'n chips began to grow smaller and smaller. "I-is this far enough?"

"Shut up," Brick hissed cutting his air flow off to silence him, "I'll release you when I think its far enough."

Gil didn't know where they stopped but he stumbled forward when he felt his back. being shoved back into the open. He was free. In an instant, Gil completely forgot about Brick and raced back to Uma.

As soon as the pirate left, Uma had him followed by one of her scouts to make sure that he didn't hurt Gil. Racing back to Harry, Uma checked him for any injuries. He had a minor bruise on his side but the thing that worried her was the massive amount of sweat dripping from him.

"Harry, what did you do?" Uma sighed stroking his sweaty hair out of the way. His shallow breathing was giving her chills. They couldn't sit here and do nothing. They needed a hospital and fast.

"You two, help me take Harry to Madame Gothel." Uma spoke in a commanding tone.

"But she's so far away-"

"-she has to help us, Harry's life depends on it. Besides, it's not like we can just punch a hole in the barrier and swim to Auradon for help. He probably wouldn't..." Uma trailed, biting her lip from speaking the unspeakable words.

"Understood." The pirate nodded as he carefully placed Harry onto his back.

Uma went back for Harry's hook before following close behind. "I need the rest of you to take my shift... unless you'd like to deal with my mother."

That cleared up any complaining. Gil burst in with the pirate she sent to watch him. "Uma, how's he?"

"I don't know, I'm no doctor!" Uma was frustrated. I'm no doctor, but even I know when someone is slowly walking to deaths door. "He's probably just fine."

"Yeah, a whole bottle of poison doesn't kill a guy." Gil sounded relieved but when he looked at their faces he instantly regretted it.

"Gil," Uma whispered in a way that instantly grabbed his undivided attention, "he drunk the whole bottle?"

"N-no, they poured the whole bottle onto the french fry that he ate." Gil corrected himself.

Uma's face paled considerably, she looked like she would faint but she just barely held it together. "He has less than three hours to live."

Okay, that was longer than anticipated but I'll live. I update randomly but since I got such lovely reviews I couldn't help but update now. Thanks for all your feedback, it makes a writer super happy. Don't expect me to update everyday, I only updated today because its Saturday.