Once upon a time there were two girls who were the best of friends. One had purple hair and eyes the color of emerald that sparkled with mischief and the other had teal and white braids, dark skin and eyes as dark as the midnight sky.

Their mothers are known as the Mistress of Evil and the Sea witch.

Everyone knew that the two were strong allies, not friends -there's no such thing as friends on the Isle of the Lost, only allies, lackeys, minions, muscle and knuckleheads. The Isle is a prison for villains and their offspring.

Anyways, it was a hot June day, the daughters of Maleficent and Ursula were busy causing mayhem as usual. They just finished playing a prank on Hook's crew

The two ten year olds enjoyed making the lives of others full of misery.

Mal, the daughter of Maleficent caught sight of their next target, Cruella De Vil. Uma, the daughter of Ursula follow her line of sight.

The girls shared a look.

"Let's get her," Mal said, she smirked evilly.

The crazy woman was the only one who didn't fear their mothers. They were determined to prank the living daylights out of her.

They watched Cruella sauntering down the docks. She glared at everyone she met. Her glare made one of Hook's pirates wet himself.

Uma was confused as to what she was doing in this part of the island.

"What's she doing down here?" Uma thought to herself.

"Goblin barge will be arriving soon," Mal said.

Uma didn't realize that she spoke her thoughts aloud.

"Cruella likes to get first dibs," Mal explained. "She hopes to find some old fur coat that those prissy princesses thrown out. It's hilarious seeing her and the Evil Queen battle for dibs."

Uma wondered if her best friend caused mischief without her.

She saw Mal getting the last batch of slippery slime and could see that she was struggling to carry the bucket.

"Hurry!" Uma said.

She ran towards Mal, wanting to help her carry the heavy bucket. She was just about to grab the handle…

"I've got it," Mal snapped.

"Let me," Uma said. "You did Gaston."

Mal chuckled at that memory of the big oaf going over the dock and splashing into the water upside down. She was brought out of her memory by Uma pulling the bucket to her side.

"Stop it, let go!" Mal shouted.

"No. You let go!" Uma yelled.

They yanked the bucket left and right, splashing bits of the yucky goo on the deck not realizing the mess that they are making.

The moment Uma finally wrenched it away Mal lost her grip on the handle making the bucket overturn and spill it's contents.

She tripped and fell on the slippery puddle.

"Mal!" Uma yelped.

"Help me! Help!"

Mal tried to grab hold of the dock railing, but her hands kept sliding down the docks like a flopping fish. Uma started laughing.

She didn't notice that her best friend was crying for help when she said that she could not swim.

It took a while for Uma to stop laughing.

"Mal!" Uma called out and rushed to the edge of the railing. "Mal! Where are you? Are you okay?"

Uma started panicking when she didn't see the purple head of hair among the waves.

In the Shadows Anthony Tremaine watched what happened. He rushed to his grandmother's place and told her what happened.

News travelled fast on the Isle.

Lady Tremaine told the Evil Queen, the Evil Queen told Mad Madam Mim and the news eventually came to the ruler of the island, Maleficent.

Jafar and the Evil Queen was scared of Maleficent because she showed no emotion.

She signaled one of her knuckleheads.

"Tell those pirates to search the seas for my daughter or else there will be hell to pay," she pissed.

He nodded and ran out.

Something strange happened. Lightning struck and thunder rumbled. There residents of the Isle could feel vibrations under their feet.

They stopped what they were doing because something strange was happening to the barrier.

One side of the barrier was flickering for a few seconds and it stopped.

Maleficent wondered what that was about. She's never seen the barrier act that way before.

Shaking her head, she went back to sit on her throne and waited for her minions to bring her daughter home.

What she did not know was that her daughter was outside of the Isle's barrier and drifting into the sea. Little Mal was the cause of the disturbance.

It wasn't long until Mal was found by a mermaid…

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"I can't believe it. Would she do this…"

"I knew it was a bad place, but this little girl didn't deserve this. Broken bones, bruises," there was a shudder. "Malnutrition."

"We can't allow anyone to know that she's from the Isle."

"Agreed, but what should we tell the others…"

Mal was aware of what was being said, but she did not open her eyes. She used her senses to find out that she was in some foreign land.

It didn't have a rotten smell, she couldn't sense anything evil round her.

The atmosphere was calm.

Mal could felt comfortable, wherever she was.

There was a moment of silence.

"I think it would be best if you adopt her. I don't think it is safe for her to return to that retched place."

"But King Beast would never allow us to adopt her."

"What King Beast doesn't know, won't hurt him," another voice said. "All they know is that there was a disturbance in the barrier. No one, but this little girl made it out."

"I shudder to think what the other children of those villains are going through," the woman said.

Mal assumed that it was the doctor who sighed. "The other royals tried their best to convince King Beast to get those children off the Isle, but he's scared that they are like their parents."

"What did Beast expect," someone spat. "That bloody hypocrite."

The first feeling Mal felt was horror.

She was Auradon.

How the hell did I end up in Auradon? I shouldn't even be here.

"I'll get the papers ready and you try to figure out a cover story," the doctor said. "The press will go nuts when they find out that there is another royal."

"I hope she agrees to stay with us," the woman said.

Mal could hear them standing up and leaving the rooms.

When the door closed, she opened her eyes to see that she was in some infirmary.

It looked bigger than the one in the Isle.

Mal looked out the window to see her home across the seas. She could not believe that she somehow escaped the island and all the way to the land of goodness.

Her mom would be horrified if she found out that her daughter is about to be adopted by unknown royals.

My mom… Would she notice that I went missing? Would she even care at all? Would she be looking for me? Does she even love me at all?

Tears ran down her cheeks.

Mal felt sadness.

She saw her reflection in the mirror and started sobbing. She remembered when Lady Tremaine said that she looks exactly like her mom at her age.

Mal hated that she had to earn her full name.

She knew that she would never measure up to her mom.

Sometimes it felt as if her mom was trying to mould her into a carbon copy of herself.

There would be times when she wanted to scream: "I don't want to be like you, mother!" But she held her tongue and would do as her mom says.

Mal glared at her reflection.

"Beware, foreswear…"

What she did not know was that the doctor peeked in to see if the girl was awake, but saw her doing something.

"Change purple to blonde hair."

Green smoke appeared and once it cleared the doctor kept her gasp in to see that this ten year old change her hair color.

It was a pale blonde color with faded purple tips.

"I'm nothing like you mother," the girl said harshly, staring out at the island. "I'll never be you."

Oh Maleficent, what did you do to your daughter that made her change her appearance, the doctor thought.

The doctor made her way to her office and went straight to the phone. After dialing a number the phone rang four times before someone on the other side answered.

"Marissa, I need your help…"

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Back on the Isle…

"Nooooo!"

The Evil Queen had tears in her eyes.

Three days have passed since Mal went missing. The pirates searched high and low for their leader's daughter, but there was no sign if she was living or dead.

Maleficent howled.

She was on the floor sobbing.

The Evil Queen gave the kunckleheads a look. They scattered out of the house while she went to comfort Maleficent. Evie stayed in her room listening.

She could feel sadness and grief coming from her mom's former enemy.

Near the docks, Ursula and Morgana were congratulating Uma for getting rid of Mal.

"You should be proud of yourself, Uma," Ursula said. "You're finally becoming your old lady. You've made me the proudest villain ever."

All guilt of not helping Mal vanished.

"The downside is that Maleficent will know it's you because of those raggy pirates," Morgana stated. "Should've gotten rid of her quietly."

"Oh hush," Ursula snapped at her sister. "Let her enjoy her victory. She deserves it."

Uma grinned evilly knowing that she finally did what Mal couldn't: make her mom proud.