"Hello children," the Evil Queen greeted with a malice in her voice Jay can't recall ever hearing from her before; Maleficent, most definitely but not her who always seemed much more mellow compared to the other villains.

"Mother," Evie gasped, sounding frightened by her mom's sudden appearance and Jay tensed instinctively as he clamped down on the urge to rush forward and attack the Evil Queen.

The green fire lighting the room seemed to pulse vibrantly, casting poisonous shadows across the walls as the Evil Queen snarled, "What a disappointment you four turned out to be."

Evie flinched at her mother's words while Jay felt something twist in his chest. He knew that there hadn't really been any love between any of them and their parents. They were pawns, nothing more, and not that they failed them they were nothing. Enemies, even.

"What do you want?" Mal snapped, evidently on the same wavelength as Jay and just as eager to get their friend to stop looking like she lost her favorite blouse.

The Evil Queen turned her hardened stare towards Mal, narrowing on the purple headed teen and another wave of unease washed over Jay as he inched closer towards them.

"I want what we all wanted," the Evil Queen explained, her voice cold enough to freeze toes as she added, "and the only way to get what we want is to stop all of you."

"And awaken my mother," Mal growled and her voice was low and challenging.

"Precisely," the Evil Queen agreed with a slight dip of her head before she grinned menacingly and explained, "Unfortunately, the spell requires something none of us have: the blood of the person we're trying to awaken."

Jay froze, body tense as he locked gazes with Mal.

There was no way they could get Maleficent's blood, not in the state she ended up in, and the closest thing there was would be the blood from a relative. From a daughter.

"I won't let you," Mal shouted as she stepped back defensively, both Evie and Carlos looking as sick as Jay felt and he could literally feel his time running out.

"You don't have a choice," the Evil Queen sighed with another grin and there was a flash before something cold pierced Jay.

He screamed, collapsing to his knees as he felt something like liquid fire swirl through his veins. Somewhere far off he could vaguely make out Carlos and Evie's screams as he withered in pain on the floor.

"Stop it!" Mal's desperate voice cried, cutting through the thick fog that settled over Jay.

To his surprise, it did and he blinked to find himself back in the dark room, lying on the floor. His body felt suddenly weak as he lifted him off from the floor, straightening his back and the room swirled. Even still, he focused on his pale friend, green eyes now wide in panic and horror.

"Don't back down now missy," a masculine voice called from behind Jay and his body went rigid with something other than pain.

"Dad," he gasped and instinctively knew that whatever had just happened, Jafar had been the one behind it.

Mal swallowed, skin a waxy white as she shook her head and stepped forward bravely as she reassured, "I won't. Just, please, don't hurt them."

"Mal, don't," Carlos gasped and Jay twisted his head so he could see his smaller friend, sitting up with Dude still clutched to his chest.

He looked scared, but probably not so much for himself. He already figured they were screwed, but at least they could distract their parents long enough for someone to find and stop them. Someone just had to figure out where the villains would go once off the isle.

Carlos cried out in pain again, eyes screwing shut as he clutched Dude tightly. Evie called out in protest, Jay right behind her when Mal stepped forward again, arm outstretched in front of her.

"Stop hurting him, all of them," she pleaded as she neared the Evil Queen, "I won't fight you."

The Evil Queen seemed to smirk in her victory, Carlos's cry cutting off as he slumped back forward. His freckles stood out like small specks amongst his translucent skin and he still seemed slightly dazed. Jafar had stopped hurting him, though, so Jay turned his attention back to the situation at hand.

"Bring me the bowl," the Evil Queen commanded and Cruella appeared clutching one of the bowls from the kitchen.

Jay's stomach dropped at the sight, a bad feeling settling over him as he watched the Evil Queen grasp Mal's wrist and jerked her forward. Mal bit her lip not even wincing when the Evil Queen pricked her on the finger, dripping several crimson drops in the mix.

"That's it?" Mal demanded once she jerked her hand free, tucking the limb close to her body.

"That's it," the Evil Queen agreed with a slight hum in her voice, "and our revenge starts today."

They were herded together in the center of the room, bound together so that when Carlos suddenly jerked forward screaming because Cruella took Dude from him they all felt it.

Evie hissed in pain as the ropes dug in her ribs. Carlos continued to thrash wildly, begging for his mother to not be so cruel and her heart broke at the sound. Beside her, Mal had gone real tense and quiet and Jay seemed to be practically vibrating with his fury.

It wasn't until Cruella slapped Carlos that Evie practically leapt too.

She jerked, suddenly angry because Cruella had just hit Carlos. She took his best friend away and then struck him when he tried getting him back.

"I never loved you," Cruella sneered and the words struck sharp because Evie knew Carlos had already known that, but hearing them spoken out loud seemed somehow infinitely worst.

"Enough!" the Evil Queen shouted as Jay had stopped fidgeting and instead went dangerously still and quiet. Mal too and Evie was thankful to know she wasn't the only one suddenly out for Carlos's mom's blood.

"You'll never get away with this," Mal finally spoke, her voice calm and collected as Evie imagined her glaring at their parents, "Someone will stop you."

"I seriously doubt it," the Evil Queen replied calmly as she clutched the bowl near her chest, "and once we awaken Maleficent the first thing we're going to do is punish you four. What was the point of even having you if you were just going to turn into such major disappointments?"

"You don't understand mother," Evie protested finding her voice as she pleaded with her mom with her eyes, "There's so much in the world then what you taught us."

The Evil Queen met her eyes with a hardened glare of her own, chilling Evie to the core, as she practically snarled, "The only thing in this world is disappointment."

Evie refused to allow the words to affect her.

She knew her mom had been hurt. She knew all the villains had been and by locking them away on the isle they grew impossibly more bitter, never ones to handle being caged very well. And they've had plenty of years to build their plan for vengeance.

Now it was happening and nothing anybody said or did was going to stop them.

"I thought I raised you better," Jafar chided from Evie's left, where Jay was.

"What you taught me was to only look out for myself," Jay hissed and he sounded angry, "but I don't want to only ever think of me. I have friends and a team and people I care about."

"Ah yes," the Evil Queen cut in as she continued to eye the four of them, "You're little group of friends. I must say, I'm upset that you thought our alliance was enough for the four of you to become friends."

"We never expected any of you to understand," Mal growled and her voice was dripping venom as she practically snarled, "and whatever you're going to do with us hurry up and do it."

"Very well," the Evil Queen agreed before the green fire lighting the room seemed to swirl as she started chanting.

It was the last thing Evie remembered before she sank into darkness.

To say Ben was freaking out would be an understatement, just like saying the events that led to his parents' marriage was odd, but now that they were trapped there was no communication with his parents and he didn't trust himself to know what to do especially now that the four villains' kids were missing.

He had to take charge, though, because Doug was staring at him like he expected him to. So he drug the dwarf's son to Fairy Godmother's office and practically broke it down with his fist and quickly filled her in about what was happening.

She was silent and somber, and has been since the barrier was discovered and Chad had been hurt. Ben had been careful to not associate that as fear because there was no way she could be scared. She was in charge and if she was scared then that meant Ben should also be afraid.

She did seem to pale when he told her the kids were missing.

"Do you have any idea where they would've gone?" she demanded once she ushered them in the office, shutting the door behind her.

"We know they probably went after their parents," Doug rushed and he was pale and very frightened looking and Ben remembered the way he looked at Evie, like she was the sun.

"They can't do that," Fairy Godmother muttered as she shook her head, going over to her desk and ruffling through the papers, "They're no match for their parents."

Ben swallowed because he knew what she meant.

They'd barely survived Maleficent's attack, and though he's still foggy on the details he's almost certain they wouldn't have won without Mal.

"Can you find them?" he asked because he was terrified for Mal and the others, having grown very close to them.

"I think so," Fairy Godmother nodded before pulling out a tablet and clicking several buttons on the screen before she furrowed her brow and muttered, "The locks of the west wing have been broken."

"What are we waiting for?" Doug demanded as he spun to head towards the door and Ben mentally applauded him for his sudden bravo.

"No," Fairy Godmother denied as she grabbed her wand they had yet return to the museum, "You have to stay here. I'll go alone."

Ben opened his mouth to protest but she silenced him with a look; beside him Doug was tense and taut as he too help in his protests.

The isle kids were their friends but Fairy Godmother was the one in charge of them and they didn't have time to argue with her.

She left the room and Doug seemed to immediately spin on him and demanded, "Are we just going to stand here and wait?"

"Of course not," Ben agreed as he headed towards the door and threw it open before he added in a softer tone, "My parents are going to kill me."

That is, if the villains didn't get to it first.

The run to west wing took longer than he would've liked and by the time they rushed through the entrance they could hear the sounds of a fight. They just hadn't expected for Fairy Godmother to be losing when they found the room.

Good was always supposed to triumphant evil, right?

Ben was broken from his thoughts when Doug cried out Evie's name and he realized the four villain kids were also in the room, lying limply on the ground looking too pale and lifeless. It was like a nightmare.

Fairy Godmother cried out, hitting the wall and falling as Doug suddenly screamed when he was grabbed by Cruella. Ben leapt in surprise, spinning so he could help his friend.

Doug jerked in the hold the same time Ben rammed her in the back. Cruella stumbled but managed to stay upright as she released Doug so she could spin around and face him. It was the closest he's ever gotten to a villain and the sudden closeness unnerved him.

"What do you want?" he demanded anyways, voice quivering slightly and he idly wondered how the others looked upon their parents with the bravado they had.

"Revenge," Cruella sneered, "and a new fur coat."

She shoved him and he stumbled back, his arm caught by Jafar who glared menacingly at him before something cold shot through him and he was paralyzed. Doug, who had rushed to his aid, suddenly froze mid step.

"No!" Fairy Godmother screamed but the Evil Queen silenced her when she reared back and struck her with the bowl she was clutching.

"What do you want?" Ben demanded helplessly as he gazed at Evie's mother.

"Vengeance against everyone who ever wronged me," she explained before narrowing her gaze and seeming to brighten in recognition as she added, "Starting with you and your parents. Tell me, how do you think they'll react when they find that their son was one of the first ones to fall?"

Ben twitched, blood boiling, because he knew exactly how his parents would react. They'd be crushed, devastated and he couldn't allow them to feel such pain.

"How could you attack your own children?" Doug demanded, drawing Ben's attention to where he was still frozen in place, Cruella hovering behind him.

"Our children are traitors," Jafar snarled, "and you two talk too much."

Doug cried out in pain, skin turning ashy as he tumbled over to the ground. Ben cried out in protest before something seemed to crush his skull from within and he tumbled over in oblivion too.