Seven-year-old Benjamin Beast was balancing on a chair to look inside the crib his baby brother was sleeping. He tried reaching for something to hold on, but he accidentally hit a book making it fall on the floor loudly.

Ben winched and looked down. Sure enough, his baby brother woke up with a start, tears already forming in his eyes.

Ben instantly started panicking.

"Wait! Oh no…"

Alex started crying. Ben looked around, he needed an idea and fast.

He took his ring off the necklace he wore and started hitting it lightly against the gold parts of the crib, in the rhythm of the song 'Beauty and the Beast'.

Alex stopped crying almost immediately, making Ben smile, then he started laughing and giggling when his big brother started making funny faces at him.

Ben shook his head as they entered Auradon Prep's main foyer. The kid – the son of Mother Gothel – was reminding him a lot of his little brother. He would have been around nine and a half now. Ben knew he shouldn't think like this. Every time he saw a little boy with blue eyes and brown hair, he instantly thought it was his Alex.

But this time, the child he was looking at was named Alex. Ben knew this could be just a coincidence. A … weird coincidence, but a coincidence nonetheless.

He had to focus. This wasn't his brother.

"So, you guys have a lot of magic here, like wands and stuff like that?" Mal asked.

"Yeah, all of it exists, of course." Ben said. "But it's pretty much retired. Most of us here are just ordinary mortals."

"Who just happen to be kings and queens?" Mal asked.

"That's true!" Audrey exclaimed as she forced Ben's arm around her, making him look uncomfortable. "Our royal blood goes back for hundreds of years."

Alex frowned. Belle was just a girl from a small village. Aladdin was a street rat. Cinderella was practically a maid in her house.

He was ready to say it when Ben spotted his escape.

"Doug! Doug, come down!" Ben said, moving away from Audrey. "This is Doug. He's going to help you with your schedules and show you the dorms."

Then he looked at Mal and Alex knew for sure he likes her.

"I'll see you later, okay?" he asked then much to Alex's confusion, Ben turned to him as well. "And if there's anything you need, feel free to-"

"Ask Doug." Audrey butted in and then she and Mal fake laughed awkwardly. The prissy princess dragged the poor and unfortunate Ben away before anyone could protest.

(TIME SKIP)

Alex was the first one to enter the room he, Jay and Carlos had to share.

His jaw dropped.

It was so big! So new! So bright!

It was four times bigger than his little room at the Tower. One bed was bigger than the closet he usually slept in.

He jumped on the bed in the middle, while Carlos and Jay were fighting for the other two.

The next few hours were the most relaxing hours in his life. He didn't have to worry about food, 'cause he still had some from the limo. He didn't have to worry about anyone sneaking in and stealing his stuff. (Not even Jay, because he was too busy stealing anything else.) And for the first time in his life, he didn't have to worry at all that his mother would march in to throw him back in the Tower.

He liked Auradon, he decided as he switched the channels of the TV.

When Mal and Evie came into their room, Carlos and Jay went to help them steal the wand. Alex didn't go with them and fortunately, his friends didn't protest, so he went to see the school.

No one was on the halls, which meant it was probably past 'curfew', whatever that means.

He started looking around. Auradon was … nice? Alex never saw anything so clean and shiny, so he wasn't sure how much he liked it.

"Hey." A voiced said and he felt a hand land on his shoulder.

Reacting pure on instinct, he turned and caught the hand, then judo-flipped the owner over his shoulder. He heard someone groan in pain, but he didn't feel the other person trying to attack him so he let go of the arm and looked down.

Alex winched. He judo-flipped Doug.

"Ops…"

"Whoa… Ow! Where did you learn that?!" Doug gasped.

Alex shrugged.

"On the streets on the Isle of the Lost." He frowned. "Why did you attack me?"

"I didn't attack you." Doug said, trying to stand up.

'Be mean.' Is what Alex should do on the Isle. But Auradon was the complete opposite of the Isle so he should be… 'nice'? He wasn't sure he got it right, but it was worth a shot.

Plus Doug didn't look like he could rob him, much less hurt him, so Alex offered him a hand, which the older boy took gratefully.

"I wanted to ask you what where you doing out past curfew." Doug explained. "You could get in serious trouble if anyone else would catch you."

Alex narrowed his eyes. "And what are you doing here?"

"I have to give Fairy Godmother some papers, because I couldn't find her before."

Alex looked at him closely. He wasn't lying.

"And actually, I think you could help me with something." Doug said and started searching for a paper.

"Me?" Alex asked raising his eyebrows. How could he help an Auradonian kid?

"We still don't know your ages. Mal and Evie look around 15 or 16, but Jay looks older and Carlos younger."

Alex frowned. "Why would you need to know our ages?"

"So we can put you in your classes."

"But we're all in the same class."

Doug stopped what he was doing and turned to stare at the child, trying to figure out if he was joking or not.

…

He wasn't joking.

"How old is Evie?" He asked Alex.

"15."

"How old are you?"

"I'm nine and a half."

Doug frowned. "Then how can you two be in the same classes?!"

Alex shrugged.

"On the Isle no one cares what you do at school. Everybody just took whatever classes they wanted and went whenever they felt like it or when the teacher threatened them. We five have been in the same classes for years." He stopped when he saw Doug's face. "Don't look at me like that! I didn't invent the system there! And we had completely different classes there, so of course school was different!"

Doug looked curious now. "What classes did you have?"

"Weird Science, Enrichment, Evil Schemes and Nasty Plots and my mother taught Selfishness 101, but everyone just called it Selfie Class."

Doug tried to wrap his head around the new information but stopped. It was late and he still needed to find Fairy Godmother and sent Alex to bed.

Still, he made a mental note to tell Ben about this.

"Uh… Here is … a little different." he tried to explain and Alex snorted.

"You have no idea." He said and Doug gulped. The kid was freakishly intimidating.

"Here you have classes only with people your age." He explained and Alex frowned, like he just heard that bugs are comestible. "So I need you to tell me all your ages."

Alex narrowed his eyes at him.

"We're all in the same class."

Oh boy.

"How old is Carlos?"

"We'll stay in the same class."

"How old is Jay then?"

"We're staying in the same class." Alex said more forcefully and Doug had to restrain himself from taking a step back.

"How old is Jay?"

"I'm telling Mal!" Alex suddenly said, like that was supposed to scare him.

Unfortunately, it did scare him, at least a little….

Doug took a deep breath, and tried not to look at Alex's scary deep blue eyes.

"You are nine years old-"

"Nine and a half"

"-and Evie is fifteen." Doug continued. "With the exception of Remedial Goodness 101, you two for example have no chance of having the same classes together. Now either you tell me Mal's, Jay's and Carlos' ages or I'll have to ask Fairy Godmother to do a spell and tell me. So?"

Doug flinched when Alex glared at him. Fairy Godmother wouldn't do a spell for something like this and he knew it. He only hoped Alex wouldn't see through his lie.

He was wrong.

"Mal, Evie, Jay and Carlos are all fifteen." He said, glaring at Doug, like he dared him to argue. "Any other questions?" he asked sarcastically.

Doug gulped.

"None."

Then Alex growled and Doug scurried away as fast as he could.

He growled.

Alex growled.

In his defence, Doug probably deserved it. He practically tried to destroy their group.

But he never heard someone growl so animal like. Alex sounded like a wolf.

Doug tried not to look back at the intense blue eyes that he knew were watching him walk way to fast to Fairy Godmother.

Next day, the first class Alex and his friends had was Remedial Goodness 101 and it was safe to say, Alex has never been more bored in his entire life. Which was saying a lot since he had spent most of his life trying to get out of chains and closets.

His conversation with Doug was still fresh in his mind. He tried to be nice. He really did. He answered Doug's question about his and Evie's ages and the ones about the classes at Dragon Hall and all Doug agreed on was letting his friend stay in the same class.

He tried to be nice and all he got was to be shipped in a whole different class, filled with prissy prink princesses.

Typical.

"If someone hands you a crying baby, do you: A) curse it. B) lock it in a tower. C) give it a bottle. Or D) carve out its heart?" FG asked.

Really?

Evie raised her hand happily.

FG beamed. "Evie."

"What was the second one?"

Oh, boy…

FG's smile faded. "Oh, okay. Anyone else?"

Alex was glaring at the board. He never raised his hand, but he always answered correctly at every question FG asked him.

He figured he should answer with the one a teacher from the Isle would disapprove of. So far, his technic worked.

But he was never going to answer a question that had 'looked in the tower' as a possible answer.

"Alex?" FG asked hopefully.

Alex turned to glare at her, more forcefully than at the board. FG took a step back surprised. His friends didn't even blinked at them differently.

Mal was drawing distracted, while Evie was doing her makeup and Jay and Carlos continued looking at the board confused.

"Mal?" FG asked.

Mal looked up. "C) give it a bottle."

"Correct. Again." FG said, obviously glad she was getting somewhere with at least one of them.

Alex wasn't really sure about that, but he didn't want to burst her bubble yet. She was alright until that question came.

"You're on fire girl." Carlos said.

"Just pick the one that doesn't sound like any fun." Mal answered in a duh tone.

The three of them ohh, finally understanding the logic…. Or a logic anyway…

Suddenly, the door opened and a trembling girl entered with some papers. She quickly fled to FG whimpering and looking at the Vks like they might pounce at her.

Alex raised an eyebrow.

"Hello, dear one." FG said kindly.

"You have to sign an early dismissal for the coronation." the girl said, still looking ready to faint.

"Everyone, I hope you remember my daughter Jane." FG said while she signed the papers.

"Mom!"

"Jane, this is everyone." She continued, giving Jane a little push.

"That's okay. Don't mind me. As you were." The short haired girl muttered then rushed out as quickly as she could.

FG turned back the Vks.

"Let's continue. If you find a vial of poison, do you: A) put it in the king's wine. B) paint it on an apple."

Alex, Evie and Mal chuckle at this one.

"Or C) turn it over to the proper authorities?"

Everyone except for Alex and Mal raised their hands. Jay put down Carlos's hand and started fighting him until FG named him.

"C) turn it over to the proper authorities." He said smirking.

"I was gonna say that!" Carlos complained.

"Well I said it first." Jay said and they started fighting.

FG tapped her stick against the podium a few times. "Boys. Boys! I am encouraging you to use that energy on the Turney field." She told them, making Alex frown.

He had no idea what Turney means, but it sounded familiar.

Alex could see a drawing of the same animal he had on his bracelet, hanging above him, and a really big light brown teddy bear next to him. A pair of big brown eyes were watching him happily next to the drawing.

He remembered someone talking, but he couldn't remember the voice.

"When you grow older, we'll be able to play Turney together!"

He was snapped out of his thoughts when Carlos started talking.

"Oh, no no, it's okay. Whatever that is… we'll pass."

"I wanna play." Alex said, surprising everyone, including himself.

He wasn't sure what possessed him to say it, but he actually wanted to try it.

Whatever that was.

His friends continued to stare at him like he just grown a second head.

FG looked apologetic. "I'm sorry Alex, but the team members have to be at least 14. You can try out for the juniors though. Or speak with Coach."

And that's how Alex found himself looking for 'Coach', not even an hour later. He was supposed to be in his Math Class, but he was ditching. The tryouts for Turney were in an hour and he had to talk and convinced the coach to let him try with Jay and Carlos.

He finally entered the gym. Alex could hear people training and someone yelling at them to move faster. He looked down, and started observing. He wasn't stupid. He couldn't just go and announce he wanted to play a game he never saw before, much less played.

There were fourteen people in the gym. The Coach, a helper – as Alex referred to in his mind – that wrote down everything the Coach told him to and 12 men, all grownups, that wore blue T-shirts with 'Auradon Guards T' wrote with yellow on the front. In Alex's opinion, they all looked ridiculous.

Each of them was punching a mannequin about 6'7", while the Coach complimented some of them.

Alex nearly snorted. If this was the training the guards took he wondered how could the villains ever lose.

The first class at Dragon Hall fighting. Alex saw five year olds punching way better than those losers.

He walked over to the Coach.

The Coach didn't see him right away.

Alex crossed his hands at his chest and cleared his throat.

The Coach and the helper turned to look down at him. In moments like this, he really hated being small.

"Can I help you?"

"Fairy Godmother said I have to speak with you first if I want to try out for Turney."

The Coach smiled amused, while the helper snorted.

"Son, come to the tryouts after you grow up a little, okay?" he said, making the helper chuckle.

Alex narrowed his eyes. "What do I need to do to let me try?" he asked and the Coach raised an eyebrow. Alex saw with the corner of his eye the guards spotting him and stopping their training.

The Coach shrugged.

"You could try to impress me, but no one ever managed before." He joked while the guards and the helper laughed.

"Alright then." Alex said, walking at the first mannequin.

All the guards made several steps back, mocking him by doing exaggerated bows and shouting 'encouragement'.

Alex kept his poker face on as he place himself in front of the first mannequin, cracking his knuckles.

The guards started laughing harder.

Alex quickly punched the first mannequin making it fall on the floor with a loud THUD! But he was already rotating to hit the second one with his elbow. The second mannequin fell. He punched the third, still not stopping. Then he jumped up and proceed to jump, flipping twice then kicking the fourth mannequin making its head fly.

No one was laughing anymore as the head flew and hit the fifth mannequin, sending it falling onto the sixth, who fell onto the seventh and so on. Less than a minute later, eleven very heavy mannequins were laying on the ground while the only standing one was decapitated.

Alex turned around at the fourteen people that were looking at him open-mouthed.

"See ya at the tryouts then." He said and saluted. "Good luck on your training boys." Alex exclaimed before walking out the door, smirking.

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