Okay, I'm not gonna lie. I really do like Harry. The more miserable, the better the read.. hehe.. we have some more prompts, for Gil XD. Sorry Uma.

11- Bad Habit (NeverlandMermaid Guest)

12- Don't Mess With Me (T.F. Crosby)

Disclaimer: I do not own Descendants.

Prisoner

"Gil?" Uma whispered.

The pirate remained motionless, and Uma sighed as she rewet the cloth and placed it on her friend's forehead. He had acquired a fever in the last few hours, and Uma had no more medicine from the last major attack. She was tired but she didn't have time to rest, instead she sat on a stool and monitored Gil in case he got worse.

The door suddenly opened, and Uma was about to chew them out when she saw it was Harriet.

"How is he?"

Uma shook her head. "He needs a doctor."

Harriet went over to the injured pirate and gently lifted his shirt, frowning at the amount of blood still seeping through the cloth. "Where is Harry?"

"I... don't know, I sent a scout to find him." Uma sighed.

Uma watched over Gil's sleeping form. He wasn't getting worse, but he still hadn't woken up and Harry hadn't returned in hours. She sent him there over six hours ago and she was worried. Harry, where are you?

Harry awoke with a pounding headache. Blinking in the darkness, he had no idea where he was. Quickly, he sat up, feeling the weight of chains painfully attached to his wrists. He looked up to see a small vent high above his head. Early morning light flittered through the bars. Confused and wary, Harry struggled against his bonds. How did I end up here, and why do I feel like I'm forgetting something truly horrific. Gil! He needed to help Gil.

"The son of Hook can't get his bearings? Amusing." He recognized the voice but he couldn't confirm his thoughts because all he could see was the darkened outline of his captor.

"Who are you?" Harry questioned watching as the figure got closer.

"You forgot already? Cornelia must have put more drugs on the cloth than I realized." Harry glared at the figure when he realized that it was Brick who was in the cell with him. Not only that, but he was sporting his hook. Not cool.

"Where am I?" Harry demanded not at all happy being restrained.

"I would tell you... but I think it's so much better when you're lost." Brick smirked.

Harry growled when Brick took out his watch, "oh look at the time, I'm going to get a bite to eat."

"What about me, hmm?" Harry asked the retreating pirate.

"You can go three weeks without food and three days without water, I think you're fine." Brick laughed disappearing behind a thick curtain.

"Captain!"

Uma stood from her chair, surprised at the sight of her scout barging into the room, looking very upset. "What is it?"

The pirate stopped, taking a deep breath. "Captain, I was searching for Harry and..."

At the mention of Harry, Uma stepped forward, a look of fear crossing her face. "Is he injured?"

"I don't know!" The pirate was clearly disturbed, "I only found this."

Harriet gasped as she snatched the item out of the pirates hands. "That's his hat!"

"That's not all, there was a note attached to the top." The pirate handed Uma the note who quickly read it.

"What's it say?" Harriet asked clutching Harry's hat tightly.

"If you want Harry, beat me in a duel at Briker's Lighthouse at sunset. If you win, you get Harry, if you lose, I get your crew."

Harriet growled. "I saw we just look for him."

"Not an option, she-"

"-Cornelia?" Harriet interrupted. Uma nodded.

"She's not giving him any food or water." Uma sighed.

"Go, I'll watch over Gil."

"But-"

"-Yer the only one that can save my brother. Please." Harriet grabbed her shoulders pleading with her eyes. Uma nodded, taking one last look at Gil, she headed out the door to fight for Harry.

"I demand to know why you have taken me prisoner!" Harry asked for the third time.

A laugh was the only answer to his question, and Harry sighed inwardly from where he sat, chained to a stone wall.

"Fear not, Harry," Cornelia smiled sweetly, "Your stay shall not last very long. As soon as I beat Uma, you will be mine."

Harry fought at his restraints for the seventh time. "You're not beating Uma."

"So cute!" Cornelia laughed as she placed her hand under his chin, lifting it to face her. "You'll watch me beat Uma and then you'll be my slave."

Harry frowned as Cornelia turned and left the cell, disappearing from view. Closing his eyes, he tried to figure out how he was going to escape. It became harder to struggle the longer the day wore on. He was growing hungrier and more tired as he sagged against the wall. Uma, please don't fail me now.

Don't worry, there will be a part 2 of prisoner but it might not come out tomorrow because school is starting back up again so I won't be free to update like crazy. Also, please don't hesitate to leave a review I love and cherish all of them and it always makes me smile when I see that someone enjoyed my story or their prompt.