Malerie grabbed a hairband and put it around her wrist as she scavenged through her small, stuffy room for anything she might need. There wasn't much she needed besides her faded purple jacket with green sleeves, any other clothes she had, and a small dragon charm that Mal- her traitorous sister- gave her when she was three. She held it up and the dim light reflected off of the rusty gold charm. It always reminded the eleven-year of Mal and gave her a fiery determination to bring down the barrier once and for all. I'm coming, sissy. I'm coming to get you.
She sighed and placed it in her old, leather bag along with all of her belongings. Malerie picked it up and rushed out of her tiny home, pushing people out of the way. "Hey!"
"Watch it!"
"Slow down or you'll trample us all!"
Ignoring the complaints, she soon reached where the limo would come and bring the VKs to Aurodon. It was the edge of the island, the dark waves crashing against the rocks, the sea's song yelling in her ears. She gazed around to see who was here. A light brown-haired girl with colorful streaks in her hair and glasses waited for the car to arrive, impatiently fiddling a large pair of scissors. Dizzy Tremaine, daughter of Drizella Tremaine, she told herself.
Her eyes darted between the children here, their ages varying from five to eighteen years. As she examined everyone, a finger tapped my shoulder and I instinctively turned around and sent my fist towards that person. They simply stepped back a few steps and I relaxed. "What was that for, Uma? You know how I react when someone decides to snap me back into reality."
Uma smirked. "Are you saying I can't say good-bye to my favorite sister?"
She rolled her eyes. "I'm not your actual sister."
"Yet you still are," she said. "I have a goodbye gift for you."
Malerie looked up at her. "Since when did you give people gifts?"
"Since now," she answered. "Gil!"
The dirty-blonde appeared from the dark shadows and Harry followed, holding a seashell necklace. "Here," he said cheerfully, dropping the necklace in his captain's hand.
Uma rolled her eyes and put the necklace on for the eleven-year old. "I stole some potions from my and enchanted it."
"What does it do?", she asked, playing around with the shells on the necklace.
The teen clutched onto her own necklace. "It's like a voice recorder of some sort. Whatever you hear, I can hear through my own necklace."
"What if I take it off?", she asked.
"Nothing," Uma answered.
Malerie nodded, looking up as two sleek, black limos came to a stop on the rocky road, the blue flags waving in the air. "That's your ride, mini Mal," she said, stepping back into the shadows. "Don't let us down, Malerie," she suddenly growled seriously.
"I won't," she promised, beginning to walk off towards the two limos.
"And just one more thing, my dear Mallie."
Malerie looked back, smiling. The four VKs chorused together, "Long live evil."
New chapter! Yay! :DDDD
Anyways, Malerie's going to Auradon with a 'voice recording' necklace! Yay!
Well, that's chapter two. Hope you guys enjoyed!
~Eagle