I am trying my best to keep this story on the first page so that more people will read and hopefullyyy review. At the rate I'm going though, that is probably not going to happen.

p.s. Crosby, next chapter there will be no Cornelia or Brick okay? Think of it as a thanks for reviewing every single chapter. And no more torture xD that's up to the prompts.

Disclaimer: I do not own descendants, 2015

Harry paced around the boat, watching the clock tick by ominously. It had been like thirty minutes, but Harry was sure it had been longer despite what the pirates said.

"It's not noon yet Harry, we should wait." One pirate spoke trying to calm their new captain.

"It's not noon? You think I care if it's noon or not," Harry placed his hook dangerously close to the offending pirate, "Get me some men, we're going to get Uma."

The pirate, glad that he wasn't about to lose an ear, quickly proceeded to fulfill his masters wishes. Harry paced back to the bow of the boat, his mind racing as he stared out into the sea. Maybe she was there, just messing around in the water. It was hopeless, something had happened to her and he needed to find her now. Where are you Uma?

Uma screamed in pain when she felt the knife plunge into her side. Cornelia left the knife there, admiring the hilt that was sticking out of Uma's skin. Then, she took the knife and dragged it towards the middle ripping more skin and spilling more blood before finally tossing it on the floor. The liquid allowed the knife to slide a good few feet before finally hitting the pole that Gil was strapped to. Brick seemed a bit out of it as he turned away to look at the wall.

Uma was in shock. Her body was shivering yet she was sweating. Her heart beat so fast it felt like it was going to beat out of her chest, but of course, it did not. Her breathing was short and rapid, her eyes transfixed on the wound on her side. She could've sworn that she saw some organs but the only thing that was seen was red, bright red.

"Um-ma?" Gil didn't even know that he was stuttering, his eyes wide with fear. The sight of blood making his skin go cold. It's a good thing he hadn't eaten or else he would've lost it then.

Uma only stared at the blood that was now quickly forming a nice sized puddle.

"Stop! Please! Cornelia!" Gil pleaded, his body protesting against the chains that didn't seem to leave any room for debate. "She's going to die!"

The lady in question, seemed to finally realize what she had done but didn't take any immediate action. Brick made his way to Uma's fading form, untying her from the chair and gently laying her on the floor. His hands flew to her side trying to keep the precious liquid inside, but ultimately failing as it seeped through his clumsy hands.

"Save her please.." Gil had stopped struggling, realizing that he couldn't do anything to help.

"She's not going anywhere," Cornelia spoke for the first time, her eyes boiling with bloodlust, "we aren't nearly done."

Gil didn't know if he should be pleased or sickened. Brick on the other hand, was disgusted. If his face didn't tell it, then his words did. "Cornelia, that is sick. Stop."

Her crazed face was one that was too far gone, "Brick, be a dear and fetch m-" Zapp

Gil watched in shocked silence as Brick guided Cornelia to the floor, her once lively form now put into unconscious slumber. The culprit, stood with the taser in his hand, which was surprisingly shaking. Then as if some unknown demon possessed him, he rushed from the room. The only sounds that escaped was the nervous breathing of Gil. What had just transpired was still being processed. Gil glanced down in defeat when he felt the brush of cold but wet metal. Grasping the edges, he quickly realized that it was knife that Cornelia had stabbed Uma with. This weapon gravely injured Uma, yet it would be the source of his escape. Life is full of irony.

Harry had arrived at Ursula's fish 'n chips in the hope that maybe Uma had decided to stop here for lunch before heading back to the ship. Unfortunately, that was not to be. The kitchen only had two people back there and they were not the shrimpy princess he was used to. Slamming his fist into the table, Harry tossed his hook into the wall to emphasize his frustration. The chatter in the restaurant quickly died down, not trying to gain any unwanted attention to themselves. Placing his elbows on the counter, Harry ran his hands through his unkempt hair. He sat like that for a few minutes before he was so rudely interrupted by a random crew member.

"Captain, we have news regarding Uma." the pirate girl spoke.

"What is it." Harry growled, glaring at the bold victim.

"She was seen leaving here with Brick almost a couple hours ago."

"And? Where did she go?"

"We... don't know."

Harry closed his eyes, trying to fight off the raging anger that crept through his veins. He just wanted to punch the messenger, but he can't punch a girl. There's too much pride for that. "Well don't come back to me, unless you have physical evidence."

"Physical, like me?"

Harry twirled around in his chair, even though his spat isn't with him, he was the last one seen with Uma. Before anyone could blink their eyes, Harry had Brick in a death grip, his fist striking his face before he could get a word out. The crowd went in an uproar as the two began wrestling on the floor.

"STOP! IF YOU WANT UMA TO LIVE!"

Harry paused, fist inches from closing off his air supply. "Tell. Me. Where. She. Is."

I'm sorry it took me almost two months to update but college stuff is rough. :(

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