First chapter added in honor of the special event coming on tomorrow night. Just a warning, you need to read Raised on the Isle first before you read this. This chapter will confuse you if you don't. There is a sort of summary later on in this chapter, but it's better if you read Raised on the Isle.

If I get the second chapter done, I'll update tomorrow before the event airs. I honestly doubt I will, but I'll try.

I hope you enjoy this story and I promise you'll stay interested as it continues.

At the end of the last story, Mal agreed to go to Auradon with Ben.

The month passed too quickly for the five's liking. Any moment now the limousine will pull up into the village and take them away to Auradon. They've been ready and packed since the first week they heard they were leaving.

Of course, the parents wanted to have a talk with their children. Ben wasn't invited, so he decided to head to his place for a few minutes. He would be checking if he missed anything that he wanted to pack and hide things that he didn't want stolen.

The meeting with the children took place at Maleficent's tenement apartment, which sat directly above Bargain Castle.

It was dark, dusty, and dirty—just to Maleficent's liking. The colored windowpanes were mismatched and blocked out the sun. Lights in the green crystals swayed from the high ceiling. The whole foul place smelled of sulfur. Maleficent, filing her nails, was seated in her tall green throne chair with her feet propped up. Mal and her three friends—Jay, Evie, Carlos—and their three parents sat around the apartment, waiting for Maleficent to explain why she had summoned all of them.

The villains had seen better days. Cruella, with her wild black-and-white hair, wore a ratty, nearly bald black-and-white dog-fur coat, which sported a bejeweled stuffed toy Dalmatian head next to her neck. She stroked it lovingly as if it were alive. Jafar, with his trademark mustache and goatee, was rocking a potbelly, a comb-over, and puffy Sansabelt pants. Evil Queen, a former beauty, pulled at her cosmetically altered face and stared into a mirror. Mal, Jay, and Carlos feared their parents nonetheless.

"You will go," Maleficent commanded the teens forcefully. "You will find the Fairy Godmother and you will bring me back her magic wand." She blew on her nails. "Easy peasy."

The children hid their surprise fairly well. Of course, their parents would want them to do something so evil. However, Mal didn't seem too thrilled with the plan. "You want me to go behind Ben's back?" She questioned skeptically.

"Of course!" The Mistress of Evil exclaimed. "He will be the perfect diversion for you to take the wand."

Mal shook her head. "No. I can't do that to my boyfriend. It would ruin his chance of being a good ruler. Auradon would see him as less than their other candidate."

Her mother scoffed. She knew Mal has been in a relationship with the outsider for quite some time and she hated it. "Your boyfriend of what? A few weeks?"

"Three years," Mal snapped in a tone her mother didn't approve. "What's in it for us anyways?"

Maleficent tossed her nail file over her shoulder, and beckoned Mal to her. "It's all about you and me, baby," she said, leaning in close to Mal. "Do you enjoy watching innocent people suffer?"

"Well, sure. But—"

"Well, then get me that wand! And you and I can see all that and so much more!" said Maleficent. "And with that wand and my scepter"—she held up her arms dramatically—"I will be able to bend both good and evil to my will!"

Evil Queen lowered her mirror. "Our will," she corrected.

Cruella pointed at Evil Queen and nodded in agreement.

"Our will, our will," Maleficent agreed, trying to save face. She looked at Mal. "And if you refuse, you're grounded for the rest of your life, missy," she said firmly.

"What?" cried Mal, distressed. "Mom!"

Maleficent stared into her daughter's eyes. Mal stared right back at her. The stare intensified. It was a test of power and focus. Mal and her mom did this every so often. Maleficent always won. Mal tore away her gaze. "Fine," Mal huffed begrudgingly, "whatever."

"I win," Maleficent declared.

"Malef, relax," said Evil Queen. "You're going to pop a vein and that is a look no one can rock."

Cruella cackled at the image.

"Did her face just move?" Maleficent asked Cruella, pointing at Evil Queen.

Cruella used her thumb and forefinger to indicate. "A little bit."

"Someone alert the media!" Maleficent shouted, only half teasing.

"Hilarious." Evil Queen rolled her eyes. "Evie! My little Evil-ette in training."

Evie ran over and sat obediently across the table from her mother.

"You just find yourself a prince with a big castle and a mother-in-law wing," ordered Evil Queen.

"And lots and lots of mirrors," said Evie and her mom in unison.

Evie beamed and clasped her hands.

"No laughing!" Her mother chided. "Wrinkles!"

Evie's smile vanished and she pouted.

Maleficent shouted, "Villains! Our day has come." She turned to Evil Queen and nodded at Evie. "E. Q., give her the magic mirror."

Evil Queen studied her brows in the shards of glass that used to be her magic mirror. "One minute, s'il vous plait," said Evil Queen, angling her face and studying her reflection.

"Now!" screamed Maleficent.

"Oh, for badness' sake!" Evil Queen huffed. "World domination can wait another thirty seconds!" She handed her mirror to Evie.

"This is your magic mirror?" asked Evie, sounding disappointed.

"Well," began Evil Queen, "it isn't what it used to be. Then again, neither are we!" She gestured to Maleficent, Cruella, and Jafar, and they laughed. "It will help you find things."

Evie's face lit up. "Like a prince!"

"Like my waistline."

"Like the magic wand! Hello!" said Maleficent. She looked thoughtful. "I need my book. My spell book. Ah! The safe!" She tried to open the old refrigerator in her kitchen. "I can't open it," she complained. "Someone help me! I need to get in! It's broken! I can't get in!"

Everyone looked on as she banged the refrigerator until, finally, Evil Queen pulled its handle and the door opened. Maleficent reached in and retrieved the book.

"Ah! My spell book!" she said. "Come, come, darling," she called to Mal. She lovingly stroked the book's brown leathery cover, which featured a gold embossed dragon. "There she is! It doesn't work here, but it will in Auradon." She looked at Evil Queen. "Remember when we were spreading evil and ruining lives?"

"Like it was yesterday," Evil Queen reminisced.

Maleficent spun to her daughter. "And now, you will be making your own memories. . . ." She offered the spell book to Mal, but before Mal could take it, she snatched it away. "By doing exactly as I tell you." She shoved the spell book into Mal's arms.

A horn sounded from the street causing the villains and their children to jump at the sudden noise.

"Let's get this party started!" Jay exclaimed, mostly to divert their embarrassment.

"Carlos! Come!" Cruella called to her son like he was a dog.

Evie checked her appearance in the for any sudden imperfections. Evie Queen stood a couple feet in front of with her arms stretched out. "Who is the fairest of them all?" She asked her daughter.

"Me!" Evie exclaimed with a confident smile.

"Eh!" Her mother sounded in disapproval.

Evie's smile dropped to a frown as she corrected with a grumble, "You!"

"Yes!" Evil Queen clapped her hands approvingly. "Let's go."

Jafar pulled Jay aside for a private exchange. "Now, recite our mantra."

"There's no team in 'I'," Jay announced.

Jafar smiled. "Run along. You're making me tear up!"

As everyone filed out of the room, Maleficent threw open the doors and led Mal onto the balcony. They looked over the busy isle streets strung with lights and gazed across the sea. Auradon Prep could be seen nestled in the majestic green mountains. Mal couldn't believe that she'd be there, finally, after so many years of waiting.

"The future of the free world rests on your shoulders." Maleficent placed a hand on Mal's shoulder and gave her a stern warning, "Don't blow it." She winked and disappeared inside.

Mal lingered on the balcony, not taking her eyes off Auradon. She was afraid but also excited. Ben had kept his promise, and she could only hope that he would forgive her for betraying him.

"Mal!" her mother sang, beckoning her.

Mal headed back inside, but not before giving the tiny dot that was Auradon Prep one last look.

From below, the horn honked again, a reminder that it was time to depart.

A black stretch limo was parked outside Maleficent's tenement.

It looked wildly out of place in the squalid city. Villagers crowded around it curiously. Jay, Carlos, and Evie walked outside, whooping with glee to see their ride.

"Ugh," said Evil Queen, eyeing the villagers. "Smells like common folk."

The driver emerged from the limo in a crisp gray suit and dark sunglasses. He took the teens' luggage—Jay's carpetbag, Evie's suitcase and sewing machine, and Carlo's big black trash bag—and loaded it into the trunk. Jay swiped the crown-shaped hood ornament and climbed into the limo along with Evie and Carlos.

Mal walked out of her home and before she could take a few steps forward, someone grabbed her from behind, lifting her a couple feet off the ground. She wasn't the least bit scared because she knew exactly who it was.

"Ben!" She squealed with a laugh. "Put me down!"

Her boyfriend of three years—even though he liked to say ten—obediently did as he was told.

In case some of you don't remember, Ben has lived on the Isle for ten years. He just appeared one day and didn't know who he was until his fourth year of living on the Isle. Mal had been the one to find him and they sort of became almost inseparable. They started dating a few days after Mal turned thirteen, but Ben tells people they've been together for ten years since that is how long they've known each other.

Ben kept an arm around Mal's waist, his smile so infectious that she grew one herself. "Finally," he announced as he squeezed her a little tighter. "We're finally going to Auradon after so many years. Can you believe it?"

"Honestly, no," she confessed. "But let's not jinx ourselves. We don't know if they'll suddenly accept us."

"It will take some time," he agreed. "But they will have to eventually if I'm going to be their king."

"You'll be amazing." Mal encouraged as she pecked his cheek. "They'll be glad that you are the ruler instead of the other candidate."

Giving her a peck of his own, Ben went inside vehicle first while Mal handed the driver her bag. He tossed it in and slammed the trunk shut. She took one last look up at the balcony, where her an 'I have my eye on you' sign. Mal nodded.

Taking in a deep breath, she entered the limousine, finding a cozy spot on Ben's lap. It's a little routine of theirs since they've been a couple. Ben would sit first and Mal would sit on his lap. They weren't really sure when or why they started the routine, but they refused to change it in any way.

The driver slid into his seat and shut the door. "The beast and jackals have landed," he said into a mike inside his lapel.

The villains waved good-bye to their children from outside the limo as it began to roll. On the street, the villagers looked on as the limo cruised away.

Mal, Ben, and their friends took in the inside of the limo. They ogled all the buttons, gadgets, colored lights, refreshments, and vast arrays of chocolates, gumballs, jawbreakers, jelly beans, rock candies, and other sweets. Jay wrenched open the fridge. His friends played with the sound system, unwrapped candies and opened cans of soda, and pressed every button, quickly trashing the limo.

Evie went at Mal with a makeup brush. "You're looking a little washed out. Let me help you out."

"Ew, stop." Mal batted her away. "I'm thinking."

"It's not very attractive," commented Evie, gnawing on blue rock candy.

"Well, I think it makes her look more beautiful than she already is," Ben argued. The compliment resulted in a sweet kiss from Mal and candy being thrown by their friends.

Carlos wolfed down a chocolate peanut butter cup and shook his head with wonder. "Oh! These! It's salty like nuts, but it's sweet like I don't know what."

"Let me see," said Jay.

Carlos opened his mouth for Jay to look at the chewed-up peanut butter cup on his tongue. Some fell out. Jay took a cup from Carlos and popped it into his mouth.

Mal clicked a remote. The screen that separated the teens from the driver opened.

"Look!" Evie exclaimed, now that she had a clear view out the front of the limo.

The five teens stared ahead at the ruined remains of a bridge and the impenetrable barrier. There was just sea ahead. It looked like they were going to be driven straight into the water. But they wouldn't try to drown the heir to the throne.

Right?

"It's a trap!" Carlos shouted, terrified.

They all screamed. Carlos jumped onto Jay, Evie clung to Mal for dear life, and Ben shielded his beloved the best he could so he'd get most of the damage from the impact. The driver pushed a remote attached to the visor. The limo hit the ruins of the bridge and barreled through the barricade. They did not hurtle into the sea. Instead, a magnificent bridge appeared under the steady wheels of the limo. Quickly, Mal and her friends composed themselves, embarrassed about losing their cool. Ben kept an arm around Mal while Jay peeled Carlos off him.

"What just happened?" Carlos wondered.

"It must be magic!" Evie deduced with a happy smile.

Mal tapped the wall behind the driver. "Hey!" She held up the remote she still had in her hand. "Did this little button just open up the magic barrier?" she asked him.

"Nope." The driver indicated the remote on his visor. "This one opens the magic barrier." He motioned at the remote Mal held. "That one opens my garage. And this one . . ." He pushed a button and the screen slid up, shutting odd Mal and her friends.

"Nasty." Mal smiled approvingly. "I like that guy."

The limo traveled across the bridge, which continued to extend over the wide expanse of water toward Auradon. The bridge behind the limo disappeared, leaving no way for them to travel back or for anyone to follow. The driver pulled the limo into the sunny kingdom of Auradon and slowed in front of a sign:

WELCOME TO AURADON PREP.

GOODNESS DOESN'T GET ANY BETTER.

What do you think? I'm gonna try to keep the chapters around this length. Be sure to leave a review!