"How is it possible that you're going to be crowned king next month? You're just a baby!" King Adam sighs as he and his wife stroll into the room. They both share smiles, but Ben continues to stare out the window at the Isle of the Lost.
"He's turning sixteen, dear."
"Sixteen? That's far too young to be crowned king. I didn't make a good decision until I was at least forty-two." The King continued not noticing Belle's glares.
"Uh, you decided to marry me at twenty-eight."
"Ah, it was either you or a teapot. Kidding."
Ben speaks with a serious tone, "Mom, dad... I've chosen my first official proclamation. I've decided that the children on the Isle of the Lost be given a chance to live here in Auradon." Beast and Belle looked shocked, but Ben continues somberly, "Every time I look out to the island, I feel like they've been abandoned."
"The children of our sworn enemies, living among us?" King Adam spat in disgust pointing an accusing finger out the window toward the Isle.
"We start out with a few at first, only the ones who need our help the most. I've already chosen them."
"Have you?"
Belle placed a comforting hand on her husband's arm. "I gave you a second chance. Who are their parents?"
"Cruella De Vil... Jafar... Evil Queen... and Maleficent." Everyone in the room gasps in shock. In particular, the tailor who was still in the room stumbles and runs from the room in fear.
"Maleficent! She is the worst villain in the land!"
"Dad, just.."
King Adam interrupts him roaring, "I won't hear of it. They are guilty of unspeakable crimes."
"Their children are innocent! Don't you think they deserve a shot at a normal life, Dad? If they're happier on the Island then they can go back, but what if they're not? You've always told me stories about how cruel the Villains were to your friends growing up and now these kids are trapped there with their cruel parents! What if they need us?"
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Mal snatches a lollipop from a passing child and raises it to the watching crowd's delight. They all cheer for her before scattering scared of who is standing behind her.
"Hi, mom."
"Stealing candy, Mal? I'm so disappointed."
"It was from a baby," Mal said hoping who she stole it from would be evil enough for her mother's standards.
"That's my nasty little girl." Maleficent snatches it from Mal and sprinkles some ominous black substance on it. "Give it back to the dreadful creature." She orders her large minion.
"Mom."
"It's the details, Mal, that make the difference between mean and truly evil." She raises her hand and the people still nearby cower and flinch. "When I was your age, I was cursing entire kingdoms. See, I'm just, just trying to teach you the thing that really counts... how to be me."
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Their Chance
FanfictionDid the good people of Auradon think that villains would love a child as long as it was their own? Did they assume any child born from a villain is destined to become one as well and didn't spare another thought? The VKs struggle to survive off the...