Elle was holed up in her room packing when a knock sounded on the far door of her room. It was the one attached to the escape tunnel that led to the front of the maze, like the escape tunnel to the kitchen it only opened on Elle's side. Elle sighed and ran a hand through her hair before heading for the door. She undid all the locks and let the door swing open. There stood Gil, Uma, and Harry, come to collect her so they could go, except Elle wasn't quite ready yet. Still she smiled softly at her friends, "hey, I'm just finishing packing." She informed them before walking back over to her bed where all her worldly possessions were strewed about, in all honesty she hadn't even started packing. All she'd managed to do was toss everything into piles, a pile of emergency supplies, a pile for personal mementos, a pile for clothes, and then a pile of miscellaneous which only existed because Elle was incapable of throwing anything away and she liked to salvage everything she could find.

Elle frowned, not sure what to pack. She had a feeling that all her emergency gear was crap and that it would be useless in Auradon, but who was she kidding, even if she didn't need it she was still going to take some emergency gear for well emergencies, or for days when she got too crazy. Elle pursed her lips and picked up her grappling hook, her favorite and most used item, she'd made it when she was eight and had used it every chance she got since then, it was part of what made her so good at climbing walls and escaping some nasty situations. "Think I'll need it guys?" She asked looking up. Uma was perched royally on the large maroon winged back arm chair Elle had dragged up from an unused wing of the castle, Gil was stretched out on the baby blue bean bag, and Harry was leaning against the doorway of one of the many escape tunnels.

It's perfect for breaking into the Museum. Pack it." Uma said easily.

Elle felt the space between her shoulder blades tightened as she coiled the rope attached to the hook. "What museum, if you don't mind me asking." She prodded carefully. She rummaged around in her emergency supplies pile for her first aid kit, if Uma was scheming then Elle would sure as hell need the first aid kit. She pushed the coiled rope up to sit vertically and sat the first aid kit next to the hook. Elle continued hunting for supplies, she found three pocket knives in decent shape, in fact the swiss army knife among them was in very good condition.

"The Museum of Cultural history." Uma answered as Elle pocketed the swiss army knife and slipped the other two knives into the side pocket of her bag.

"Uh-huh, and that's a museum in Auradon yeah? So how the hell do you know about it?" Elle prodded, focusing on her packing. If she looked at Uma she'd back out of her line of questioning. Elle loved Uma to pieces, but she was also scared of her.

"That's for me to know and you to never find out." Uma answered and Elle could feel her glare on her back.

"So why exactly are we breaking into it then?"

"To steal Fairy Godmother's wand." Gil announced. Ok, well that hurt. Uma had already told the boys the plan. Elle knew Uma was closer to Harry and Gil but seriously if she had a master plan why couldn't she tell all three of them at once?

Elle continued packing, shoving clothes on top of all the emergency gear she'd scraped together that was good enough for Auradon. She didn't really care what she packed clothes wise. Most of her clothes were practical, meant for action since she was getting pulled into Uma's schemes more often than not, though she did have a couple of flare sleeves and a dress or two for parties and the what not, not that the Isle's parties were the greatest. "So, what do we plan on doing with the wand once we have it?" Elle wondered, eyes glued to her bag.

"We're going to break the dome and free everyone." Harry answered.

Oh, Elle really didn't like that idea. Freeing everyone on the Isle was a bad bad idea. Some of the villains belonged there.

Elle finished packing and carefully did her bag's front buckle. She turned and tossed the strap of her bag over her shoulder. She faced her friends, one hand white knuckle tight around the strap of her bag and the other tucked carefully into the front hip pocket of her black jeans. She crossed her room in surprisingly long strides for a girl her height. She carefully undid the locks on the bright yellow door that led to the kitchen. She pulled the door open and gestured for her friends to go first. It was both funny and sad that the three people in her room at that moment were three she trusted beyond all others except for her mother and yet she still didn't trust them at her back in a long dark tunnel. With a roll of her eyes Uma went first, Harry followed her, and then Gil went. Elle cast one last look around her room and slipped silently into the tunnel. The yellow door slid close behind Elle and clicked almost ominously. If Elle believed in signs, which she would begrudgingly admit she did, she would say that was a very bad sign.

The four friends stalked down the tunnel and into the kitchen and from there headed for the livingroom where the Enchantress, Lefou and Leo were waiting. Elle crossed the room to her baby brother and hugged him tightly, wishing she could take him with her. "Look after Mom." She said softly as she pulled away.

Leo grimaced. "I would have done it anyway." He protested.

Elle smiled. "I know little one, but I had to say it." Elle moved to hug Lefou, the man many assumed was her father, though Elle knew the truth, after ruffling Leo's hair. Elle wasn't surprised to find Gil already saying his goodbyes to Lefou. Lefou had practically raised Gil since Gaston never seemed to have time for him and his mother refused to claim him. Elle moved onto her mother, she was still worried that Maleficent would come after the Enchantress and didn't want to say goodbye.

The Enchantress wrapped her arms around her only daughter and kissed the top of Elle's head. "Be brave my beloved and if all goes right perhaps your brothers will join you soon." The Enchantress murmured. Elle froze as the truth finally dawned on her. If she walked out the front door of the castle she would never see her mother again and it was very likely that she'd never see her brothers again either. Elle forced herself to breathe and broke her hug with her mom.

"I will Mother. I will be brave and I will make sure my brothers can join me in Auradon." Elle thought back to Uma's plan to steal Fairy Godmother's wand and break the barrier around the Isle. Perhaps it wasn't such a bad idea after all. At least it would mean that her family would be free of a punishment they didn't deserve. Elle hugged her mother one last time before heading for the door where Harry and Uma waited. Elle was surprised they had waited, though neither looked very happy, in fact they looked slightly uncomfortable. Gil joined the other three and they headed out, Elle refusing to look back. If she looked back she'd never be able to leave.

Outside of the Enchantress's castle was a long fancy limo with a crowd surrounding it. Towards the front of the crowd Elle could see Mal, daughter of Maleficent, pretty much the ruler on the other side of the island and Uma's most hated rival. Around her were the rest of her little "core four", Evie, daughter of the Evil Queen, Carlos son of Cruella Deville, and Jay son of Jafar.

Uma smirked triumphantly in Mal's direction causing Mal to sneer, though Mal knew all she needed to do was say one word and it would wipe the smirk right off Uma's face. Elle rolled her eyes at the pair's interaction and entered the limo. Gil joined Elle, sitting across from her, followed soon after by Uma and Harry. Once all four of the villain kids were inside, the limo moved forward. Elle looked around, glad that the divider between driver and passengers was down so she could see out the windshield. She watched as the limo moved slowly down the streets of the Isle. Elle's stomach did flip-flops. She was getting off the island.

The limo neared the edge of the island. "Where does he think he's going?" Uma asked with narrowed eyes, suspecting a trap.

"There's got to be a way off the island and clearly if he got on he obviously knows the way off." Elle replied throat tight and her fists clenched so hard she could feel her nails digging into her skin. Her eyes darted all over the front of the limo, looking for some indication they weren't about to crash full speed into the barrier. Finally, the driver hit a little button and a golden bridge seemed to form out of nothing, shooting in front of the limo. Elle sank against the limo seat the tension bleeding from her, however it didn't last for long.

See, there's something not many people knew about magic on the Isle of the lost, it still existed. Magic was something that dwelled within, it couldn't be simply smothered by a barrier in and of itself magic, that was absurd. The barrier however could stop the magic from leaving the body, the magic was trapped. The only reason magic users didn't explode from a constant buildup was because the ground on the Isle sucked up the excess. Magic users like Elle and Uma could still feel their magic, like an irritating buzz beneath their skin, but they couldn't do anything about it.

As the limo crossed the magic bridge and left the barrier behind both girls felt something spark into life and then abruptly erupt into a roaring inferno. Their magic was stretching, seeking an out not that it knew there was one. Elle shuddered and collapsed against Uma who was sitting next to her. Uma didn't shove her away as she normally would have because she was feeling the same thing.

When the feeling of strengthened magic finally subsided Uma cackled. "Oh, this should be fun."

Elle groaned and buried her face in Uma's arm. She really didn't want to think about Uma's definition of fun. Elle straightened up and ran a hand through her hair. She glanced towards the driver, but he'd put up the divider. "Fun, not the word I'd use, but perhaps it will make stealing the wand easier." She grumbled, gods above and below was she really considering it?