Descendants Oneshots

Back to the Isle? (part one)

-Just go away! Dammit!- Mal woke up to that voice, her mother's voice. She was obviously dreaming, her mom was a tiny little lizard in Auradon. But then she realized where she was: those scratched and dirty dark walls, the graffiti of a giant purple dragon on the wall, the rubbish all around the floor, and a slice of pizza that probably wasn't being eaten for three days on her pillow. That was her room. Her Isle-of-the-Lost-room. How was it possible? Did Ben throw her on the Isle? No, impossible. They broke down the barrier just a month earlier. Their wedding was close, just a couple of weeks. He would never have done it. Maybe she was just dreaming. She decided to get up from the bed. Wow, she was really messy before coming to Auradon.

She came down the stairs to find her mother, the real one in flesh and blood, sitting on the couch the same way her father Hades sat. –Where's dad?- she asked, thinking she was dreaming. –Ahah, good one little nugget. Come here I need you to do something for me.- Good one? So, in the dream, they weren't back together. She went to her mom, she almost wanted to hug her. –Well, I need some apples and clean water. I might have found a spell to break that damn barrier and have my revenge.- it was typical of her mother to find some spells to get out of the Isle. She was starting to realize that wasn't a dream at all. –Uhm, okay I guess.– she said before going out of the rotten castle.

-Hey, hey M!- it was Evie. –Oh, Evie, it's you thank God. What is this? Some kind of joke?- she asked. –I could ask you the same because I don't know what are you talking about. I just wanted you to see that Dizzy has done my hair again! Look, it's so beautiful, you should hit her sometimes she's really talented!- it was obvious that Evie didn't know what was happening. Well, her hair was really beautiful: Dizzy had fixed it in a fine blue braid.

-Oh girls, you're here good. Do you know what day is it today?- it was Jay, running towards them with Carlos. –It's the 15th of September of 2019 of course.-

-Just stop being so smart, I didn't mean this.- said Jay, and Evie looked like she was disappointed. –It's the eighteenth anniversary of the death of Beast's son. Do you remember? He was only almost a year old when he fell into the water and drowned.- Mal looked like she had just died herself. How was it possible that Ben died? Just the night before she was with him, in his arms while he was reading a book. –So now they have no heir to the throne right? Didn't the heir had to be crowned king when he's sixteen?- said Evie. –Yes Evie, that's the point. Belle was so shocked that she couldn't have any children anymore after her kid and now they're old enough without an heir. Don't you realize? After the Beast's death, they have to find someone else and in the meantime, they have to break the barrier, it's clearly written in some Auradon's document. That's our chance, the villains chance.- Mal almost threw up. –Mal you're okay? You look like you saw a ghost.- said Carlos who was silent during all Jay's speech. She couldn't say anything. What the hell was happening? Where was she? –Uhm, yeah I, ehm, I have to be somewhere for my mother so... I'll hit you up later, okay?-

She ran to her father's lair, hoping that he would remember her.

Before entering, she heard a child cry. –I am so sorry Hades, I really don't know how I did it!! Oh, they're gonna kill me, I messed up real bad this time.- the voice said, it was desperate. –Don't worry, we'll find a solution, okay? Wait.- it was Hades speaking, then he stopped because he heard a noise. Mal came into the room. Celia was the kid that was crying, tears still on her cheek.

-Wait, Celia. Mal? When will you marry?- asked Hades, with an arm on Celia's chest to stop her from running to Mal. –In a couple of weeks what is this have to do with...?- said Mal, then realized that they were the same Hades and Celia that she knew. –Okay, she's herself you can go Celia.- continued Hades letting Celia go. The little kid ran to Mal, hugging her. –Oh, Mal I am so so so so so sorry, I didn't mean to, I swear!-

-What do you mean Celia? What did you do? What happened?- asked Mal, almost panicking. –She did all this. She put us back on the Isle and it was like your life on Auradon never happened. I still have to figure this part out.- explained Mal's father. –Oh well I know. She could have possibly killed Ben. Like, Jay told me today is the anniversary of his death. He drowned when he was one if I got that correctly. Celia how the hell?-

-I, I just, I mean. I was with these other kids from Auradon playing in the museum. They asked me if I was bad enough to take one of the magic objects and do something with it. I was angry with them and tried to leave but they started calling me a good girl and so I grabbed out of anger the first object I found saying that I wished I never left the Isle because they're always bullying Dizzy and I and all of a sudden I heard a thud and then here I am on the Isle and no one remembers Auradon! Oh Mal I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it I don't know how to fix this.- Celia was crying again. –Celia, don't worry we will find a solution. But why didn't you told us they were bullying you? You're old enough to understand that you need to tell us or your father. We could have helped you.- Mal hugged the girl, reassuring her. –Okay, dad, how do we fix this? Do you have your ember?- she asked.

-Uhm first, I gave you the ember and you donate it to the museum. Second, even if I had it, it would be worthless, do I have to remember you that magic doesn't work here?- Mal shrugged her shoulder. –Okay, sorry you didn't have to be so rude.- she said. –But I think that we could find something on my... mom's spellbook. Let's go.- Mal grabbed Celia's hand and started to leave the lair.

-I'llwait here, I have no intention to go back to that castle especially ifMaleficent's there.- said Hades, sitting on his couch. –Oh couch I missed you!-his daughter shook her heard. –Dad c'mon don't be childish, please. Just comewith us, we need a god'shelp.- she knew he liked to be called a god (well he was in fact a god). –Ihate you, you know?- he said, getting up from his loved couch. –Yeah love youtoo dad, c'mon.-