You had a comfortable life in Auradon, nice friends and such. Except after Mal's spell backfired.
Now your stuck on the Isle of The Lost, unable to leave.
A certain pirate sees you and wants you to be his forever . No matter how hard it was....
You woke up to the sound of ocean waves and people standing around you.
"Why on earth would an Isle boy wash up here? " A voice said. You opened your eyes to see this.
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A boy avout 18 stood above you. He had extremely messy hair under an old pirate hat. He wore a dusty V-neck shirt under a dark red coat.
"Hey Mate, are you alright?" He said helping you up.
You coughed and smiled. "I... I think so ... Last thing I remember was helping Mal with her project. We said a spell from this book and I wound up here.
