IF YOU WANT AN EXPLANATION FOR MY ABSENCE, READ THIS.

A/N

Hello my lovely viewers. I am sorry for making you all wait so long. It's just that a lot of bad things happened all at once, so that was stuff I had to deal with. For one, I was kicked out of my house after a fight between my mother and myself, and I was not in the mental capacity to write. Now, her and I resolved our issues, but I also recently started college, of which you were warned about. I do like it, but I had to wifi for the longest time. My writing platform is online based, so I couldn't write at all. But now I am better. Thank you for understanding.

Chapter 3

A Long Awaited Brother

Some people change, some people never change, and some people surprise you. And you never truly know until someone proves them self. How you see someone, may not be how they actually are. Good isn't always good, evil isn't always evil. And just because someone is raised one way doesn't mean they are that. You may be surprised.

~:-:~

Evie, Mal and Jay marched down to the locker room for the tourney team, specifically to the Coach's office. The man in question was sitting at his desk, his head in his hands.

"Coach?" Jay asked.

Coached jumped up.

"Jay! How are you? How is… Carlos?" He asked carfully. He had grown fond of the little guy. Terrible at sports, but a wonderful kid to be around. Always caring for people, like the headmistress's daughter, and Dude.

"I don't know Coach, Fairy God Mother is taking care of him the best she can. It's looking bad… But worse things have happened on the island. You should meet his mother..."

In the end, Jay was just talking to himself, but everyone heard him. Evie placed a hand on his arm, reminding him of their mission.

"But we have a question. Has anyone lost their jersey lately? Don't ask how, but it could help us find Dude." Jay asked.

"Dude's gone too? My goodness, who in the world is in Auradon Prep. They should be moved to the Isle of the Lost…" He did the same as Jay, and ended with talking to himself, but he caught it. "Well, Chad reported his stolen from his locker. I really need to get you guys locks…" Coach replied, but trailed off as the group sped out of his office.

He went back to sitting at his desk, praying for his newest team member to get better.

~:-:~

Chad Charming was sitting in his room, writing in a card, when he heard a frantic, angry knock on his door. He cautiously walked over to answer it, and was immediately grabbed by large, strong, angry hands, that ended up belonging to an angry Jay. Chad had to use all his focus to stay standing, but didn't want to anger the guy anymore. He had just heard about Carlos...

"How dare you hurt Carlos! Where is Dude? Where is he?" Jay demanded, shaking the prince.

"I didn't! And I don't know! Please!" Chad cried.

"We can see Dude through the magic mirror, we know he's in the forest, sitting on your jersey. Your's is the only one missing, you always hated Carlos for being the child of a villain, you always hated us. You hurt my Carlos, and you stole Dude. Where. Is. He?"

With each sentence, Jay shook Chad harder and harder. His grip threatened to rip Chad's shirt, his lips form into a snarl. Chad just kept begging, as his feet left the ground, Jay lifting him into the air.

"Please! My jersey was stolen from my gym locker, they don't have locks, you know that! It wasn't me, I was with my mother! She was so impressed with you guys, she wants to bring her step-sisters' children to our castle. I was telling her about how you guys are good! Please!"

"Jay, put him back down! He seems to have an alibi, and we can check it out." Evie demanded.

Chad was returned to the floor, after which Jay smoothed out his shirt, in a mock apology.

"If I find out you're lying, I will be back." Jay threatened.

Chad just nodded.

"Well, if you insist it wasn't you, do you know who it could possibly be?" Mal asked, not sure if she should believe him.

"Well, it has to be someone on the tourney team, right? Since, the someone stole my jersey, and no one is allowed into the locker room unless they are on the team." Chad tried to help.

"Well, who's on the team?" Evie asked

"Wait, I have a card for Carlos! Everyone on the team signed it. I was given it last because I was gone. Here, I was just done signing it." Chad exclaimed, rushing over to the table the card was still sitting on.

"Here, I checked, everyone signed it." Chad said, handing the card to Jay, with slightly shaking hands.

Jay snatched it from him, and started looking at all the signatures.

"By the way, Anastasia's kids, Amelia and Spencer, are the ones you want their mother changed, the other two did not. I'd suggest taking Anastasia as well, she doesn't deserve the island, and taking her kids away from her would kill her." Evie suggested to Chad, who nodded and quickly wrote down the names.

Meanwhile, Mal just went to Jay, to help read the card.

"Wait, someone wrote "good riddance". Just that. It's not signed with a name. Oh my gosh, this must be the person who hurt Carlos!" Mal gasped. This person was cold hearted. Worse than the four children of villains themselves.

"Damn it!" Jay yelled, punching the nearest wall. Chad flinched at this. Evie was the one to calm the others down.

"Let's go. There's nothing else we can learn here, okay? Let's go to our rooms, and just figure it out from there."

They all agreed, even Chad slightly nodding his head. Jay still clutched the card in his hand, and they all, except for Chad, of course, left the room.

"I just need to go to my room. I need to change…" Jay admitted, reluctant to actually go back. He was trying to keep his mind off the fact that Carlos wasn't there.

Evie walked up to him and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Do you want us to walk you?" She said tentatively.

He tried to shake his head no, but Mal wouldn't take that that as an answer. Each of the girls took an arm, and walked Jay to his dorm. Affection was tough for them, but now was a time to try.

~:-:~

Fairy God Mother was done with Carlos' treatment, for now. They had to see how his own body would help him heal, with the magic aiding him in the process. Carlos could be improving. But it's too early to tell, Fairy God Mother reminded herself, shaking her head. This poor boy was hurt only two days ago, he was still so… broken. He was broken, and she could barely hope to help.

She walked away from the private room Carlos was moved to, hiding herself in her office not too far away. She sat in her chair, and, with her elbows on her desk, hid her face in her hands. She was having trouble keeping her composure. Carlos was such a sweet child. He stood up for that darling little dog, against his own mother. His mother that had done bad things to him. Fairy God Mother wasn't naive. Not all of his injuries were from two days ago. She noticed bones broken long ago, and some never healed correctly. His arm, his fingers, his ribs. His nose had also been broken too. When he was healthier, she would fix his old wounds. She would make an exception for her magic. For Carlos.

Letting a deep breath out, and running her hands through her hair, she got up and started pacing her room. Even her magic could not find his attacker. She knew her limitations. She couldn't spare any magic anyway, her sole focus was Carlos. All issues with Auradon Prep were given to her colleague, Verna Felton. She was the only one capable.

A gentle knock interrupted her inner thoughts. Opening the door, she was greeted with the sight of her frightened daughter.

"Jane, what-?" She started, but she was interrupted.

"Mom, where's Carlos? He's not where he was yesterday! Did he… he…?" Jane demanded, but not being able to say those words, tears streaming down her face.

"No!" Fairy God Mother said quickly. "No no no, darling. He was moved to a more private room, for his safety and such. He's still here."

She knew her daughter had grown close to the young boy. She knew Carlos would do Jane's hair for her, a skill, Jane claimed, he learned for his mother, and then for when Evie needed to calm down. Jane's confidence had grown, without magic, and Carlos was even tutoring her in mathematics. He made it "more understandable".

Fairy God Mother held her daughter as she sobbed, kissing her hair, giving her as much strength as a mother's loving hug could. Finally, she was able to lead Jane over to the couch, shutting the door on their way.

"Now darling, you don't have to talk, but I will listen if you would like to." Fairy God Mother assured, handing the girl a tissue.

Jane nodded, wiping her tears away, reaching for more as needed. She was in a rough shape.

"He didn't deserve it. He's so nice to everyone. He's so nice to me even, and I said such terrible things before the coronation. But he still does my hair and tutor me and just talks to me. Let's me talk to him. He's like, my first real friend, other than Mal, but i'm still confused about some parts of the beginning with her… He's like my brother, mom. I know you couldn't have anymore children, and I'm okay with that, of course! But… it's nice having a brother. I can't lose him!" Jane insisted. She finally wasn't alone, and he might be taken away from her. She couldn't handle that, shown as how she started sobbing again.

Again, the mother just held her daughter. Her beautiful, smart, hurt little darling.

"I promise to you, Janey, that I will do anything in my power to fix him. I care about him just as much." She admitted. She didn't want to, but she knew that she had grown to care for the boy more than another student. Carlos needed a real mother, and recently, Fairy God Mother had filled that spot, unintentionally for both.

Eventually, Jane had exhausted herself, and had fallen asleep on the couch, not for the first time, and hopefully for the last, now that she had some friends. Fairy God Mother laid a blanket on her daughter, kissing the temple on her head, and sat next to her, stroking her hair.

Another knock, this time frantic, interrupted the peace, but Jane had not woken up from it. When she opened the door this time, she was greeted with the fearful face of Evie, the worried face of Mal, and a broken look on Jay's face.

"Someone broke into our room. All of Carlos' stuff is trashed." Jay whispered.

A/N

Tada! I'm back… Yay? Again, sorry for my absence, but it wasn't possible to write.

Also! I know people will want to know about this. My Evie/Doug fic will be updated soon, the exact date I do not know. I do have the whole weekend, and when I am not doing homework, I will try to write. Bear with me.

In addition, I was disappointed to find someone else plagiarized my work. I don't understand why people deny it when it's practically copy and paste. If you find another one, please tell me. Thank you!

This is where I leave you… Evil Dreams!