I must say I didn't know what I was going to write but I just really needed to get a chapter out while my creative energy for writing was still existent. Am I back? Let's not get ahead of ourselves, but I will try my very best to upload. I had to go through the old reviews so that I could figure out which chapter was next lol, and I hope I did it to the reviewers taste... if they're still reading it. ALSO, I'm going to try to fix Harry's speech, because as I was perusing through other peoples fanfictions I realized that Harry's sentences should NOT be grammatically correct.

Disclaimer: I don't own descendants, 2015.

RIP Cameron Boyce

Why Me?

Harry followed behind Brick, his hook never leaving his back. If you want Uma to live. The words floated throughout his head never once allowing him a moment of respite. They couldn't possibly cross that line. Passing through crowds and numerous ill will shops, Brick finally stopped and pulled out a blindfold.

"Wha is tha fer." Harry growled, his hook just below Brick's chin. He didn't trust this guy for a second.

Brick chuckled holding his hands up in defeat, "we're not taking another step unti-"

Harry smashed his fist into the side of Brick's head, smiling when he saw the damage he dealt with his bare hands. "Weh stahp, when I say weh stahp."

"No, this is on my terms." Brick held up the cloth a slight frown gracing his bloody nose.

Seeing no way out of it, Harry grudgingly snatched the cloth and tied it around his eyes. He would never trust Brick, but at least he was somewhat honorable, and honor gets you killed. He tried to count how many steps and turns they did but he quickly lost track. A door creaked open, and Brick led him through a long hall it felt like. They stopped at another door and Brick took the blindfold off the pirate.

"We're here, brace y-"

Harry shoved past him, about done with what that man had to say. Slamming the door open, Harry sucked in a breath at the sight before him. Gil was bent over Uma, his hands pressed on her stomach. He wasn't sure if he was doing CPR or merely stanching the flow of the blood but neither was working. His face went a couple shades lighter as he made his way to his fallen Captain's side.

"Uma.." Harry glanced at all the injuries he could see on the surface, placing his shaking hands near her neck to find a pulse. All he could feel was the unsteadiness of his hands, and the blood that was around her didn't help qualm any of his fears.

"I'm sorry Harry." Gil murmured, his hands stiff for being in the same position. Harry barely heard him, his thoughts were glued to Uma hoping beyond hope that it wasn't as bad as it seemed.

"I'm sorry too." Harry's breath hitched in his throat at the sound of Cornelia's raspy voice. He turned hate filled eyes towards the one who started it all. It wasn't right. She was relatively unscathed but was the one who orchestrated this whole mess. Brick was helping her up off the ground.

Picking up his hook that he had dropped near Uma, Harry began to stand himself but Gil grabbed his arm. He was pleading for Harry not to do something stupid. Wrenching from his grasp, Harry tightened his grip on his while he unsheathed the sword hanging on his hip.

"What are you doing?" Brick knew exactly what he was doing but he was inclined to believe that his good deed would've prevented anymore bloodshed.

"Ya murdered Uma," tossing his jacket on the ground Harry stalked closer towards the handicapped duo, "I'ma gonna make ya suffer."

Brick swallowed a huge lump that gotten stuck in his throat. He eased Cornelia to the ground before drawing his own blade. "You're mistaken, I tried to save her."

Harry laughed, a dry humorless laugh, "ya expect mah tah believe ya? Look ah 'er!"

Believe it or not, Brick couldn't get the image out of his head and was in no mood to reinforce that picture. Instead, he averted his eyes to the broken barrels scattered around the room.

"Harry.." Gil whispered, his voice breaking into the mounting tension, "Brick really did save her."

The new information didn't help any to calm his anger, in fact, it only made him more annoyed. "I don care."

With that, Harry charged at Brick who had expected him to lower his weapons and make peace. The sudden onslaught of the sword and hook pair took him off guard. It was safe to assume that Harry was a very skilled swordsman and disarming him would be a lot harder than he anticipated. Cornelia watched with mild satisfaction, she always loved swordplay, especially when the stakes were so high.

Brick danced around Harry's anger filled swipes and blows. He dodged most but not enough as one kick sent him sprawling into a supporter beam. The wind had no sooner been knocked out of him when a glint of steel warned him that his neck would be next. Brick rolled out the way and stumbled to his feet. He had a plan that he was going to try but it required talking, and he couldn't think of a sentence that didn't scream run.

Harry put every inch of his backbone into every attack. The whoosh of the air told all near that he was not playing around. He was crazed. He needed to avenge his Captain no matter the cost. He was glad that his first kill wouldn't be some half trained puppy but a decent swordsman. Using his hook to block one of the few oncoming attacks, Harry sliced Bricks leg with his sword adding another cut to his collection.

"Don yet mate?" Harry challenged, backing away to allow Brick a chance to clamber to his feet.

Brick pleaded with his eyes, his energy spent at just trying to avoid any long lasting injuries. He didn't even attempt to get up from his knees. "I.. didn't mean.. for this to happen..."

"Tell tha tah Uma." Harry ignored his desperate plea, intent of finally allowing his blood lust to consume him.

"H..H-arry.."

Harry's eyes went wide with shock. His grip faltered on the sword not daring to believe his conscious.

Okay, no one's dumb. We all know who that is lol. Next chapter will hopefully be out in a few days. I'm trying my best guys, I really am! I have to get back in the groove of writing so that these chapters will be a lot more fun to read, not to mention not as predictable.

Also, reviews are very much appreciated. I still remember the one from May telling me to upload my stories. You're half the reason this chapter is here so thank you guest reviewer.