Disclaimer: Thanks to everyone that read the first chapter! It seems that everyone is wondering how on Earth the VKs are going to be getting to Auradon if Ben isn't there. Well, I hope this chapter will solve that question and hope you guys will enjoy this latest chapter.

Do not own anything, all belongs to Disney

Standing in the middle of Maleficent's main base of operation, Ben didn't know who to be more scared of. The most evil person on the island or his mother as he could feel her eyes on his back. No, focus on why they were here and what was in for him. It wasn't as if Mother was the only parent as everyone else was here. Might had been one of the things Mother had to do today. Basically deciding if they were going to send them all away or not.

All to get a magic wand. From the Fairy Godmother. In the middle of Auradon.

She cannot be serious?

"Easy peasy!"

Yes, yes she is.

"What's in it for us" asked Mal, arms cross and in front of the group as she took charge like she did with everything.

"Matching thrones, hers-and-hers crowns," said Maleficent, with dismissive wave of her hand.

"Um...I think she means for all of us." said Carlos.

Well, like that matter for the evil enchantress as she ignored them in favor of her own flesh and blood. Surprising? No, not at all. Ben merely rolled his eyes as he was force to watch this. Would be simple enough to leave, but that would be disrespectful and he rather was attach to living.

"Do you enjoy watching the innocent suffer?"

"Well, yeah," said Mal, "I mean, who doesn't-"

Maleficent grin as she stood up and took command of the room, "Than you will see that and so much more if you get me that wand," she purred, "With it and my sceptre, the forces of good and evil shall bend to my will!"

"Our will," pointed out Mal.

"Our will, our will," sighed Maleficent with a wave of her hand, before leaning down to her daughter. Ben could feel the force of her sealed away magic, her eyes glow with the glee of her evil plan, "You don't and you're grounded for life."

And than there was the staring contest of power. Ben sighed before he walked over to the table Mother had taken to sitting at. She so didn't look please at all. Maybe with him? With the whole plan? With something and he couldn't read her mind. Without a word, he took his spot next to her like the dutiful son he was suppose to be.

"Well, they're not taking my Carlos from me," said Cruella, rubbing the boy's head like a puppy.

"Really?" he said, perking up. After all, it might be the sign that his mom actually care.

"Yes! Who else would touch up my roots, fluff my furs and scrape the bunions off my feet?"

"Maybe a new school won't be so bad..."

"Oh Carlos, did you forget they have dogs in Auradon?"

"Not going! Not going at all!"

Jafar shook his head and place a hand on his own son's shoulder, "I cannot allow Jay to go either," he declared, "I need him to stock the shelves in my store."

And by stock, he really means steal everyone's else stuff to sell back to them. Plainly shown as Jay pulled out all the loot he already stolen this morning alone. Ben had to wonder where the guy was able to keep it all.

"And you cannot image allowing Ben to go there either!" shouted Mother Gothel, placing her hand over his.

"Mother..."

"You do not know the dangers over there. What they will do with him in anyway to make him...their version of good. Better be safe and keep him the tower."

"Mother, not the tower."

She looked at him and he could see the pain, the emotional turmoil she had to be going through. "Do you just want to leave your mother like that?" she asked, placing her hands on the side of his face.

"No, but-"

"After all, all I did was raise you, nurse you, took care of you, my little flower" she said. Ben could feel the guilt beginning to form in his gut.

"Is this how you treat your mother? Toss her aside and let her rot alone after everything she has done for you."

"Mother, it isn't like that," he said, trying to sooth her. He pulled her hands off of his face, holding them firm inside his own, "You know I wouldn't leave you alone."

"Not to mention how will you survive? Look at you!" she said, tearing her hands away, "You are sloppy, not to mention ditzy with your daydreaming, clumsy, they will eat-"

"Villain! Enough!"

Never he thought he would be thankful for Mal's mom screechy voice. Didn't want Mother to continue listing all his faults in front of everyone, in front of their friends.

"What's wrong with you all?" screech Maleficent, storming her way around the centre of the room, "For 20 years we've been trapped without a way off. For 20 years, we have crave and plotted our revenge from those that robbed it from us..."

She smirk before resting her hands on to Mal's shoulder. There was a look of proud mother before she spoke again, "Now, we can get revenge on all those goodie two-shoes. All those that saw it fit to put us away as yesterday trash will pay. We shall destroy them all! All those Snow Whites, Aladdins, Rapunzels, stupid dogs and Sleeping Beauties that stood in our way!"

Those were words the elder villains needed to hear. Ben saw the grin spread across Mother Gothe face. The idea of revenges was always a good motivation to get everyone off their feet and into action. Man, he heard of the tales of Mal and Evie when the former didn't get invited to the other's birthday party.

Of course, what six year old controls their guest list? He wasn't invited either and he didn't spend years hating her for it. But again, he didn't have his own birthday party until his eleventh's so he was special like that.

With new found energy, the villains started to gather up everything that they would need. They would need every trick they had if they were going to get Fairy Godmother's wand. With the handing over the Magic Mirror and Maleficent's spell book, it showed how important this all was.

Man, what idiot would think it would be a great idea to invited their villains' kids to come to their front door?

"I don't like this."

Belle couldn't help but sigh as Adam had started to repeat himself once more. Putting her book down, she stroll over to his side. He had taken to standing in front of the window in the sitting room and looking out at their grand front entrance. There were the servants tending to the yard and their limo was in the drive way, many suitcases filling the truck.

But he was not complaining about what was going out in their own yard, it was more of what they were about to do.

"You promise him, Adam," she said, "You said he was to take your place one day. That entering his first year of Auradon Prep was one of the largest steps to being king."

"I know, but-"

"And you said if he wanted, he could create his first official proclamation.."

"Yes, I did bu-"

"And he did ask if it could be anything, that you wouldn't overrule him no matter what?"

"I didn't think he would ask for the children of our enemies to come over to play!?" roared Adam.

Belle didn't move from her spot, used to her husband's temper, "It isn't like that. It's to give them a chance to be good."

"He doesn't know what they've done, what horrible unbelievable crimes they have committed," urged Adam, "We cannot allow them here."

Not saying much, Belle took his hands into her own, held them tight and feeling the warmth that was in them. So many years had past since than, but the pain was always fresh in their hearts. Didn't he know how painful it was for her to see her friends and their children, ones that were the same age as their Ben. That their boy would have been king this year, all the birthdays, holidays they had without him.

"I think he does but knows that everyone deserves a chance," she said, "What crimes has their children done? We cannot hold them to the same hate we do their parents...I have done the same with you."

"...You're right."

"I know."

"Mama! Papa!"

"And there's the future little king now," said Adam. He turned around and smiled down at his queen while offering his arm to her, "Shall we?"

Belle smiled as she looped her arms with his own. The two rulers of Auradon headed to where all the noises was coming from. While they did have Ben taken from them, they were bless soon with another bright, wonderful boy.

"Where are you!?"

"No need to yell, Marcus," scowled Belle, "We're right here."

A young teenage boy of thirteen stood in the middle of the main entrance way of their castle home. At the sight of the boy, the foul mood the king had disappeared at the sight of his son's large smile. While his son had many of his physical traits, Prince Marcus Florian had his mother's doe brown eyes. The excitement for the day was clear as day held within them.

"Its everything ready, Mama," he asked.

Belle nodded her head before walking up to him. She started to adjust his collar, "Yes, don't worry about it," she said, "We have everything set up. What I need you is enjoy the day. It's your first day of Auradon Prep."

"But it's my idea and everything has to go right," said Marcus, avoiding Belle's attempts to fix his appearance, "What if they don't like it here? What about the other students? What if-"

"Enough of the what ifs," laughed Adam at his son's nervousness, "You're to be king one day and you need to stand by your decisions. Have faith in yourself. You were able to convince me to give these children a chance, you should be able to do the same at school."

"Beside, your friends are going to be with you at the welcoming celebration," reminded Belle.

That earn a frown from Marcus, "They aren't my friends, they're your friend's kids..." he mumbled.

The king and queen exchange a look between themselves as this wasn't news to them. It wasn't if they locked him up for his whole life. They had taken more serious security measures since their eldest son's disappearance. Hired more guards, built a high class security system and they hired tutors for Marcus. This would be the first time he would be away from home without them, to go school with other children. The only children he hung around with were their friends' children. So, he hadn't a chance to make his own friends.

Placing a gentle kiss on his head, Belle smiled down at him, "You will make friends and have so much fun," she said, "Now, aren't you forgetting something?"

"Awwwww Mama, pl-"

"Monsieur Marcus!"

A young lady in yellow maid outfit came zipping down the stairs, waving a pair of thick frames glasses in hand. At the sight of the servant, the young prince moaned while the king and queen laugh. It was always a chore to get Marcus to wear his glasses. He took to hiding them every to not have them.

"Merci, Lulu," said Belle, taking them and took to placing them on Marcus, "So much better."

"Mama, I look like a dork with these," Marcus pleaded, fiddling with the large frames.

"You need them to see," said Belle, "Now, get going. Chip cannot wait for you forever before he goes and picks up Auradon Prep's newest student."

That was all that needed to be said as Marcus smiled once more before giving his good bye kisses and hugs. With him flying out the door, Adam and Belle stood there, waving good-bye to their boy.

"I swear if any harm falls on a single hair on his head, I'll rip their heads off."

"You say that every time."

"No less true."

Oh my Evil!

Ben blinked at the sight of the limo they had sent to get them. It was so...so new! He didn't think it was possible to get something that clean or to shine in the sun like that. Huffing his bag on his shoulder, the whole weight of everything started to get to him.

He was going to be leaving, leaving the only home he ever knew to go to some place he didn't have a clue would be like. For all his words, his cocky attitude, Ben didn't know if he could do this. He was going to screw this up for everyone.

"Oh Benny!"

Hearing Mother's call, Ben turned around and walked back to her. Tears in her eyes as she dabbed them away before she took to adjusting his nice clean clothes. It was nice that she still cared about them even though he would be leaving her alone for who knows how long.

"Now, remember don't trust those kids over in Auradon. They will say nothing but lies to turn you against your lovely mother."

"Yes, Mother."

"And don't forget to watch yourself. You get so distracted and I won't be there to keep track of you."

"Yeah, Mother."

"And do try to not get in the way, Benny," said Mother while tapping his head, "You aren't the smartest or the strongest of the lot. Just listen to others and do what they say, ok?"

"...yes, Mother."

"Oh don't be like that," she said, pouting and pulling him into a hug, "You know I only tell you this because I love you."

Feeling her warmth, Ben found himself nodding, "I know, Mother. I love you more."

"And I love you most of all," she said, kissing the top of his head, "Now, sing Mother our little song."

"...In public?" asked Ben, pulling away from Mother Gothel's arms.

"You going to denied me this one thing before you leave? For who knows how long?"

Ben shook his head, "No, but-"

"Than sing, my little flower."

It was only one song and it would make her happy. Sighing, Ben became to sing the familiar lullaby that she would sing when he was younger.

Flower, gleam and glow
Let your power shine
Make the clock reverse
Bring back what once was mine

Heal what has been hurt
Change the Fates' design
Save what has been lost
Bring back what once was mine

What once was mine

"Ahhh there we go," said Mother, "Now, go and try to get me off this horrible island."

Ben nodded his head as he turned and headed into the limo with everyone else. Well, more like shoved as Jay pushed his way inside and Carlos followed behind. Shaking his head, he took a seat near the door. When it shut behind him, Ben could hear the voices and shouts of everyone around them as the limo drove away. Sighing, he fell deep into the softness of the limo. This was so new, so nice, too nice for the Isle.

Looking around the car like everyone else, their eyes fell on the bright colors items in the jars.

Was this food!?

Exchanging looks with both Carlos and Jay, the three of them dove into the sash. Each of them trying to get their share of whatever this stuff was.

And shoving a bunch of colorful small round items down into his month, Ben realized he wanted more.

Maybe Auradon wouldn't be a bad place.