Prince of the Isle

So, I don't own Descendants...Damn.

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Previously...

"All five are underweight for their height and age," Fairy Godmother said as she looked at Evie's file, "and all show signs of some form of abuse."

Ben said nothing as he eyed the photo of her exposed arms. Scars and bruises littered her pale arms, as well as what appeared to be a burn mark on her wrist. He grimaced when he saw the scar on Mal's brother's head, and the cigarette burns and what appeared to be small stab wounds on Carlos' arms.

"There's no way the Council will be able to look over this," Ben said as he closed Mal's file. He briefly glanced at Hadrian's again before closing his as well.

"You're right," Fairy Godmother agreed as she glanced at Jay's files. He had scars and bruises, but like Evie, they were easily hidden under their clothing. She closed the remaining files and sighed. "I will write to your parents tonight and request they both come to the school. For now, it might be best if only two Royals came as opposed to the entire Council."

Ben could only nod. His parents, particularly his father, would hopefully see why it was vital that the Isle kids stayed at Auradon. It wasn't safe for them back in the Isle, nor was it for any other child who had been born there. Hopefully, this was just the beginning for the Isle children. Maybe this will allow for more to come. If not, than were the heroes just the same as the villains they locked up?

Present Day

Hadrian scowled as he examined the list the librarian gave him. A majority of the books on the list were ones he had read years ago. Despite the cauldron-sized spider that guarded the entrance to the only library on the Isle, which was located at Dragon Hall, Hadrian always had access to the room. He made a deal with Dragon Hall's headmaster, Dr. Facilier, years ago; protect his daughter Celia on her mysterious errands and he'll allow the son of Hades and Maleficent into the library without any issue. At first, the then 12-year-old Hadrian found the errand runs irritating since he was stuck outside while the 8-year-old little Facilier girl delivered supplies to some guy who kept himself holed up in a closed-off cave but he didn't quit. He wanted to, but he didn't since he enjoyed staying in the library; it was always better than staying at home with his lunatic mother. Mal would join him sometimes as well, though it was clear that she didn't share her brother's love for literature and soon stopped coming with him unless she needed to hide from someone she pissed off. Having her brother and a large spider were typically good bodyguards for the purple-haired girl, though Hadrian knew his sister would never admit it. Hadrian often invited Uma to the library after Mal stopped coming, though he and Ursula's daughter never even looked at a single book while inside.

Sometimes, Hadrian secretly wondered if Dr. Facilier allowed him in the library as an escape from his mother in the aftermath of her almost murderous attack on him. After all, the headmaster hadn't offered up the deal until he saw the then fresh, violent-looking scar on the boy's head. Hadrian would never question the man though; he had always enjoyed being in the library, surrounded by the stacks of random books. A majority of the library processions had been shipped over from Auradon, used books with missing pages or were damaged. It gave him some time to be alone, which had been rare on the Isle.

As he shuffled through the stacks of books in front of him, Hadrian scowled when he saw that one of the books had been returned late, at least according to the list the librarian gave him and on the stamped card that was taped on the inner cover of the book. Honestly, Hadrian thought as he checked the book off as being late on the list, did no one in this damn school have any respect for the brilliant institution that was Auradon Prep's library? Maybe, just maybe, the student who returned the book late was waging their own one-man war with the ever-so wonderful Madame Robert. Hadrian smirked to himself, wondering if he could join this student in their next battle against the uptight, old-

"You're the last person I'd ever expect to find in here," Hadrian heard, causing his smirk to contort into a scowl. He looked up and found himself looking at the ever-persistently smiling face of Prince Beast, the heir to his father's royal problem. He wore his school uniform and his backpack hung behind his back. "You know...after everything that—"

"What do you want?" Hadrian demanded, not caring at all that he had interrupted Auradon's golden second son. Hadrian knew — despite it not being said as much as one would expect — Prince Beast's elder, missing brother was more or less the first golden son of Auradon. How could he not be? Hadrian had to bite his lip to prevent himself from speaking as he thought of something he'd rather not say out loud. Hadrian considered himself to be a dastardly bastard, but he wouldn't mock the tragedy that was the missing Prince Adrien.

The Prince's smile dropped just a bit. "I was coming to return this." He held up a worn-down book with its spine barely holding together with whatever the librarian used to bind the books back together. "And I wanted to see how—"

"Is that all?"

Prince Beast's smile dropped completely. "Um...I guess."

"Alright," Hadrian said as he looked down at the list and checked off the book the Prince had brought back. "You can leave now, before Madame Robert," he spoke with a mocking French accent, "Comes back and finds me talking to you. I doubt she'd like that very much."

Prince Beast grimaced. "No, she wouldn't," he agreed.

Hadrian merely nodded, and was going to go back to work, but stopped when he realized that Prince Beast was now leaning up against the desk Hadrian had commandeered for himself.

"What?"

"I figured you could use a friend." The Prince smiled at Hadrian, who scoffed.

"I don't want friends. Leave."

"I don't have to listen to you, you know," Prince Beast said as Hadrian looked up and glared at him. "Afterall, my family owns this school."

"Yeah, your family owns everything else in case you've forgotten," Hadrian gritted out. "From the lands of whatever is farthest from here to the prison island I was raised on, it's all theirs. Yours eventually, if I'm not mistaken. Congratulations."

Hadrian didn't bother to hide his smirk as he watched the Prince shift uncomfortably on his feet.

"Trouble in paradise?" Hadrian questioned.

Prince Beast frowned before he shook his head. "Not in the slightest," he said. Prince Beast sighed as he looked momentarily at the library doors before he looked back at Hadrian. "This was sent for you," the Prince said as he took his book back off, unzipped it and took out a battered package with Hadrian's name on it. Hadrian scowled as he took the package from Prince Beast's hands.

"Fairy Godmother suggested that we get the box checked out, you know in case it has something—"

"Evil inside it," Hadrian finished for the Prince as he shook the package. It didn't make a lot of noise, so whatever's inside must be small. "But you didn't because you want us to trust you."

Prince Beast nodded, grimacing rather pathetically. "Yeah," he admitted, "But trust goes both ways."

Hadrian glanced up at him, warily. "Yeah, I guess it does." He then looked back down at the pile of books in front of him, though he kept the box in his hands.

The Prince nodded, though Hadrian didn't acknowledge the motion. As Prince Beast turned around and started to leave, Hadrian spoke. "Hey...thanks."

Had Hadrian seen the Prince's face, he would have seen the other teen's smile.

"Yeah," Prince Beast said as he reached the door to the library, for once not caring if he spoke too loudly. "It's no problem."

Mal was surprised to find a dog in Carlos's arms when she entered the younger boy and Jay's room. She knew the boy had a severe fear of dogs thanks to his nutcase of a mother, and for a moment it made her forget about the anger she was feeling towards Hadrian. He was, after all, supposed to be here as well.

Of course, Mal wasn't surprised that her older brother had failed to show up.

"Do I even want to know why you have a dog, Carlos?" Mal asked. Carlos' head snapped up and his eyes went wide, startled.

"Ah...I don't think so?"

Mal frowned, but turned away from the younger teen and looked at Evie and Jay, who both were watching their interaction silently, a first for both of them.

"Where's Hadrian?" Jay asked when he noticed that the older teen hadn't come with Mal.

Mal shrugged. "Probably finding ways to make my life more difficult." She then looked at Evie. "Do you have the potion?" Due to their failure in retrieving the Fairy godmother's wand, the Isle kids had to resort to more...complex plans; in their case a love potion that Mal was going to use on Prince Ben so she would be close to the wand on the day of his coronation, which was fast approaching.

Evie nodded and tapped on her little blue purse. "It's all ready," she said.

Mal smirked. "Perfect."

Hadrian was alone in his room. He stared down at the package he received, though now it was open. He could feel the power emitting from the stone, which confused Hadrian. His mother fruitlessly had tried to teach him the finer points of magic, but Hadrian had never gotten the hang of it. Then again, no one on the Isle could perform magic.

Nor could they send anything out of the Isle, Hadrian thought as he picked up his father's ember. The stone lit up, and Hadrian felt a surge of power run through his veins. His eyes momentarily turned bright blue, though this didn't register with Hadrian. Out of nowhere, the scar on his head started to burn and he dropped the ember and let it fall on the table. The ember ended up next to the folded up napkin that had been covering it.

Rubbing his throbbing scar, Hadrian frowned in suspicion as he grabbed the napkin and opened it up. He glanced around the room before he read the note to himself.

Only use it when you need your father's gifts, Son of Hades. Don't tell anyone about it. Not even your sister.

So, what do you think? Since Descendants 3 came out, I've been thinking about how I wanted to incorporate it into this story. And there's a reason why Hadrian has the ember, you all will have to wait to see why though.

I know there might be some mistakes, so I apologize.

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