PROLOGUE

I was watching an older version of myself sitting in the temple ruins next to the Enchanted Lake; that much is normal for me-it is my favorite place to be alone; but someone was with me. There was a basket of food to side and she was eating a strawberry while we spoke. I couldn't make out the words, but we both looked happy-that much I couldn't deny, but I have no idea who she is and I couldn't make out any features other than her shocking purple hair and stunning green eyes. The real kicker (as if the older me and purple haired girl wasn't) was when I saw them kiss as he (me?) pulled a small box out of his pocket.

Then I woke up.

I have no idea what that dream was, probably just a fantasy. After all, Audrey is nothing like that (physically and in personality) and I have never even thought about taking her to my special place. And I was way too young to even think about that box. It didn't seem that important so I didn't bother to try and remember it after that very quick consideration.

I had never actually agreed to what happened before I was even conceived. While I mostly agreed with the genuinely evil villains being kept by themselves, I was never really as comfortable with the thought of the children being there as everyone else seemed to be. Though every time asked why the responses always were something like "they are going to be just as evil as their parents" and as a kid I left it at that. Even without direct knowledge, the island looks very dark and grim and run down. It doesn't help that I actually have a good idea about how many supplies are actually sent there.

There had been an idea in my head for years, make life better for those who deserve it on the Isle. Now I just had to determine who had it the worst, which ones needed a place to learn to be good, be safe, and have an overall better life and future.

Chapter 1

It took a few weeks of research in the archives to see which villain was the worst (so which children would most likely have the worst case), asking questions (though barely any, people and ideas...), and some personal thinking (lots of thinking) but I made my decision; now I just have to actually tell my parents. I was not looking forward to this...

The tailor is currently working around me marking and measuring for alterations possibly needed for the suit I will wear to the coronation. Why it needs to be completely blue, I don't know. My parents are coming to check on me soon and as I had made my final decision this morning I decided to tell them today, now, before I completely lose my nerve.

My mother and father-publicly known as Queen Belle and King Beast or Adam-came into the room wearing what was typical for both of them. A simple yet classy yellow dress for mom and a casual-ish blue jacket and slacks for dad. Was it just me or was the room a little hotter now?

"How is it possible you are going to be crowned king next month?" Dad said as he walked in the room with mom on his arm. "You're just a baby!"

"He's turning sixteen, dear."

"Hey pops" I said, looking down as I said so, nervous about what I was about to do.

"Sixteen, far too young to be crowned king. I didn't make a good decision until I was at least, 42"

Mom scoffed, "You decided to marry me at 28."

"Well it was between either you or a teapot." He winked at me while he said this, and I laughed as I typically do when I hear my parents teasing each other.

After he got a look from mom he said "Kidding."

"Mom, dad," I made a move to walk towards them but the tailor stopped me "I've decided on my first official proclamation." They looked at me excited to I hastened to continue, "I've decided that the children on the Isle of the Lost be given a chance…to live here in Auradon." Everyone stared and mom dropped the jacket she had picked up. I hastened to continue, "Every time I look out to the Island I feel like they've been abandoned!"

King Beast was the first to reply "The children of our sworn enemies, living among us?" he said speaking slowly, as if he was waiting for me to correct him. Or keep himself calm. Probably both.

"We start out with a few at first, the ones who need our help the most. I've already chosen them."

Mom looked apprehensive stated quiet, waiting for me to finish, but King Beast asked "Have you?" in an almost sarcastic way.

Mom stopped him with a calming arm and "I gave you a second chance." She looked at me "Who are their parents?" As I answered the question I kept my reaction to her statement to myself, for this conversation I needed to be as calm as possible. She had said a second chance, as if the children of villains had already had a first one; like being born where they were was their first chance. In reality, they had never gotten a first chance at all-I was giving them a first, not a second.

"Cruella de Ville, Jafar, Evil Queen," I could see them tensing as I listed off the names; mom's hand gripped dads arm just a little tight each time. I braced for the reaction to the last one, "and Maleficent."

Mom took a step back; the tailor made a noise between a gasp of shock and a squeak of fear, while dad exploded.

"Maleficent! She is the worst villain in the land!"

"Dad, just hear me out here—"

"I won't hear of it, they are guilty of unspeakable crimes!" He continued his tirade; meanwhile the tailor left and I tried to control my frustration.

"Their children are innocent!" It came out sounding shocked, but that only a little of what I was feeling, like anger. "Don't you think they deserve a shot at a normal life? Dad?" That one sounded exasperated.

Mom and I just stared at him for a moment, waiting, "I suppose the children are innocent." It almost sounded choked, defiantly forced. Just like moms smile when she spoke to me directly after dad moved towards the door.

"Well done," she did seem genuinely proud of my choice though. She gave her arm to dad "Shall we?" and they left. Leaving me with my thoughts; I looked at the Isle and twisted my ring. I hope this works out…

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