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The first passage is an edited version of a piece by @ec1aire — their work can be found on multiple platforms, and I recommend checking them out!

The first passage is an edited version of a piece by @ec1aire — their work can be found on multiple platforms, and I recommend checking them out!

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     SOME PEOPLE ARE BORN GOOD AND ALWAYS FIGHT OFF THE BAD. Some people are born bad and become good through great effort. Others are born in light and fall to darkness. And others are born in darkness and cannot see the light.

     Try as you might to believe otherwise, everyone fits into one of those categories. Which one am I? Am I good or bad? Light or dark? An angel or a demon? I think know what I am but I'm not completely sure.

     When I came of age I realised the life ahead of me was one of evil and mischief. Of darkness. Did I want that? Yeah. I did. And I wanted all the strings attached, too.

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     I grew up in the perfect home. I was groomed to be the perfect princess that everyone hoped for. The funny thing is that princesses aren't perfect. No matter how hard they try, a flaw or two can always be found.

     I'm not flawless and I own it. I know I'm not an ideal princess, or even the ideal daughter. In a way I cheated on my boyfriend (who is the most wonderful guy I've ever met), all because I thought it would gain us power. I thought the ends would justify the means, but that wasn't the case.

     The pain Haden inflicted upon me was inconceivable through by hands of Harry Hook — he would never hurt me in such ways. Even if he could, he wouldn't dare control my thoughts or actions to accommodate his secretive needs. I assumed that Haden was working with Hades — after all they are father and son. If that was true, Harry and I would be in for a wild ride.

After reflecting upon the night's events, I came to terms with what I was now doing. I was in temporary hiding with a stranger named Felix who I learned was the son of Flynn Rider and Rapunzel. I asked him why he was on Isle and he replied, "I lost a bet a few months ago. Don't worry, I'm not a villain... just a clueless kid who's terrible at keeping his mouth shut." I couldn't help but laugh at his childish bet. How could somebody from Auradon be so stupid to bet such a thing.

"What did your parents say about the bet?"

"Oh, my dad's actually the one I bet." He chuckled, "If I can survive a year on the Isle, they'll upgrade my tourney gear and buy me a new car for my 21st birthday." He told me and shook his head teasingly.

How have I never met him before?

Felix had taken me to a small cottage in the woods where we'd be safe for a while. It was small and cozy, and I couldn't help but feel completely at ease. It was a nice change from the chaotic nightclub.

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