Mal and Carlos make their way back to the cabin when the sky starts to darken. Mal tugs on Carlos' sleeve, stopping him from entering. Something feels wrong. The lights are off, and there's no sound coming from the cabin.

Mal sneaks around back, Carlos following close behind. They look through the window.

Mal and Jay are tied up.

Ben walks into the room, causing Mal to stiffen.

"You are all going to be executed," Ben says.

Evie glares at Ben.

"Don't give me that look. You deserve it. When Mal gets back, I'm dragging you all back to the capitol, and then executing you one by one, until only Mal is left."

Mal's eyes widen and her head starts pounding. She groans. Why does it hurt? Mal sees snippets of memory.

"He wants you alive for the... the execution."

What?

She looks up, and through her blurry vision, she sees blue hair.

"Evie? Tha' you?" she slurs.

Mal doesn't understand.

"You lied to me. You betrayed me. Y-you're evil," Ben says from behind her.

When did this happen?

The crowd rushes towards her, intent on maiming and killing.

Mal….

The guard holding her arms pulls out handcuffs and clasps them around her wrists. He tightens them so that they dig into her bleeding skin, treating her as roughly as he can.

Mal remembers.

He remembers her escape, her imprisonment, and her execution. She remembers. And she remembers Ben.

Something hits her in the head, and she fall unconscious.

Mal wakes up in a cell. She really needs to stop getting knocked unconscious. I mean, honestly, this is what? The fifth time in a few days? She's tired of it.

"So," she hears a woman say, "You're finally up."

"Mo- Maleficent?!" Mal exclaims.

"Yes, dear."

"How did you end up here? You...you left."

"Unfortunately, I was caught. After the Barrier lifted, my powers backfired on me. They had been repressed for too long, and all I could do was escape. Eventually, your precious boyfriend found me and dragged me back."

"Oh. And, he's not my boyfriend. He's going to kill me too."

"Mmmm. So how do you propose we escape?"

"I...I don't know."

Mal sits back against the side of the cell. She's tired, and there's nothing to do except for sleep in here. She starts to doze off, until yelling startles her back awake.

"LET ME GO!" Lonnie yells.

"Lonnie!" Mal yells.

"Mal?!"

Lonnie struggles against the guards, managing to kick one down and throw off the other. She darts over to the bars, and the other guard runs to drag her back. He pulls on her, but Lonnie grabs onto the bars.

"They're going to be executed," she cries, "You have to save them!"

"Who?"

"You're friends! They're going to die tonight!"

"What?!"

"You have to save them!" Lonnie cries, the guards dragging her away.

Mal stares after her for a moment before running over to the cell window. She looks up. The same platform that was there when she was to be executed was still standing. She looks to the sky. The sun is hanging high in the sky, but the shadows are starting to lengthen. Mal estimates that she has around six hours until sunset.

Heavy footsteps sound, and Mal whirld back around to face the cell door. The King marches into view. Mal glares at him.

"Come on," the King says, "I'm not here to hurt you. We have a...date...tonight."

Mal snarls at him. He's mocking her. She would dearly love to rip his throat out.

Maleficent laughs. "Good luck with that. You'll end up dead."

"Shut it, Witch," Ben snaps, storming away.

Mal paces in her cell. She's helpless. She can't do anything. She turns to Maleficent, asking, "What can I do? What can I do to save them?"

"You're on your own there."

"You're going to let them die?!"

"No, you will. If you don't think of something, they will die because of you."

Mal growls, and keeps pacing.

The sun is setting. Mal hears armor clinking and she faces the door. The guards are coming to take them away. They march past er door, and come back with Lonnie and Maleficent. Then they grab her, and march her up the stairs and to the courtyard. On the platform are Evie, Carlos and Jay. Maleficent and Lonnie are forced up to join them.

Mal, on the other hand, is marched up to the royal platform, and forced to kneel at the King's feet.

"Hello, dear," he snears.

Mal swears at him.

"That's not nice, sweetheart.

Mal is about to retort, but the crowd starts cheering, and Mal looks back at the platform. The executioners have appeared, and they are marching up towards her friends. She starts to panic.

The cheering grows louder, and Mal tries to run to them, but chains around her wrists keep her in place. She tugs at them, but they don't give. Her wrists start to bleed.

The executioners are raising their axes. Mal starts to panic. The cheer from the crowd is deafening. Or maybe she's shutting down now.

A voice cuts through the noise.

"USE YOUR MAGIC YOU DIMWIT!" Mal hears.

Magic. Of course. Mal almost smacks her forehead. Magic got her into this, so magic can get her out of it.

A hand clamps over her mouth, preventing her from chanting, but Mal bites it. She opens her mouth, and… her mind blanks. She doesn't have her spell book.

"STOP GAPING YOU IDIOT GIRL AND CHANT!"

Mal blinks, and then she starts chanting. She'll make it up. It has to work. It has to.

Mal chants:

"Let us leave, let us go,

Let us escape away from this show."

The surroundings blur around her, and then she collapses on a wooden floor. She gets up and looks at her surroundings. They're back in the cabin. She spots her friends, and Maleficent. They're safe.

She almost cries in relief.

"We're safe," Mal breathes.

"That was cool," Lonnie says, standing up.

Jay breaks the ropes around his wrists, saying, "You think they would have used something stronger. I'll go get something to cut these ropes."

"Are you guys okay?" Mal asks, worried.

"Yeah," Evie says, "We're fine. We were worried about you."

"I'm good now. I have my memories back."

Jay walks into the room and cuts the ropes off of Evie, and the Carlos, and then Lonnie, and then Maleficent. Then he walks over to Mal, who hold out the handcuffs, and he smashes the knife down on the links. It takes a few tries, but after a few strong swings, the links give. "We're going to have to pick the locks," Jay says, frowning at the cuffs.

"I'll be fine for now," Mal says, stretching. "So what now?"

"I'm heading back to the Isle," Maleficent says, "It's actually safer there, with all the villains. These heroes are far more vicious. It'll be a gamble to see if I can get there before the Barrier is put back up."

"Actually," Lonnie says, lifting up Fairy Godmother's wand, "I swiped this, which is why I ended up in the prison. Thee guards are absolutely useless at searches."

"Oh, Lonnie," Mal breathes, "You are amazing."

"Yeah I am!"

"So," Mal asks, turning to face everyone, "Where to now?"

"You take the lead," Carlos says, "You know that we'll follow you wherever you go."

"Actually," Lonnie cuts in, "Can we head to China? I need to let mom know what happened. And grab some weapons. The one I had were confisticated."

"Alright then." Mal lifts the wand. "China it is."

She waves the wand, and a purple mist covers them. When it dissipates, they are gone.