Getting a prince was Eva's, daughter of the Evil Queen, only goal in life. Well, that and ensuring she looked perfect at all times. A goal inflicted upon her by her mother. When she goes to Auradon with her sister and friends, she has the chance to...
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╭━ ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ ♛ ⎈ ♛ ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ ━╮ Captain Hook himself could descend upon this house. ╰━ ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ ♛ ⎈ ♛ ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ ━╯
An entire year had passed since the VKs left behind their home, trading in desolate lives on the Isle of the Lost for promising futures at Auradon. Many things had changed since that fateful day, and now the sight of her home filled her with a melancholic sort of happiness. Whilst still run-down and overcrowded, the Isle had been given a much-needed makeover, and the VKs were an integral part to making change. Grey stone slabs and derelict buildings were splashed with colour, imposing a vibrant atmosphere to what had once been a grimy area. Pillows and blankets were being distributed as fast as they were being made, and shelters were being built for those who had once found themselves without.
Six months ago, King Ben promised that another set of VKs could create a life for themselves in Auradon. Alongside that declaration, he vowed to do his best to make the Isle a more comfortable dwelling for those left behind. After seeing first-hand the conditions his friends (and his people) had been left to rot in, he was horrified. Progress was slow but with the help of a few brave individuals, the fearsome five were gradually making changes that would last for stories to come. When Eva first climbed inside the back of a limousine, she wouldn't have thought it possible for her to willingly agree to return to the Isle. After all, she was the only one of them who had been more excited than fearful to go to the land of opportunities. Reclining into the plush leather seat, Eva smiled when the barrier opened, allowing the VKs to pass into their old territory.
Joyful chatter filled the air as hopeful heirs of notorious villains clustered around a newspaper. 'Four More to Go' marked the headline. Cheers erupted from the crowd when the three famous female VKs appeared at the top of the colourful balcony. Smiles plastered their faces as they waved to the excited children and teenagers below. Jay and Carlos appeared on the stairs built on either side of the balcony. Papers fluttered in their hands as they waited for their cue.
"I can't believe this day has finally arrived!" Evie announced, beaming widely. This was her plan; her idea she was seeing come to fruition. "Can we get a drum roll, please?"
The floor buzzed from the wild stomping of more than a dozen pairs of feet. Without casting a glance at the paper in her hand, Evie's eyes sparkled when she declared the first lucky VK to be chosen; Dizzy, the daughter of evil stepsister Drizella. It hadn't been a question whether she'd be picked, she was the first name to come up when the VKs debated who to bring. Squealing in joy, the young designer rushed up the stairs, coming to stand beside the blue-haired twins. Eva squeezed the hairstylist's shoulders in congratulations.
Aware of who was being called next, Eva's mind was only half-present when Jay and Carlos announced that Smee's sons had been selected. Glancing around at the crowd below, she knew she wouldn't see either of them. Yet her heart still sunk when she failed to spot their faces. Not once over the last few months had she caught a glimpse of the powerful form belonging to her favourite (fake) hook-handed pirate. She had even actively sought him out, boldly strolling into pirate territory. It earned her a few glares but not a fleeting glance at Harry Hook.
