¹ Claws of Legacy: Legacy's Descent ✓

CHAPTER 1

Hey, I'm Y/N, and I happen to be the daughter of the fearsome monster, the hybrid of Lockwood Mansion known as the Indoraptor. I understand that you might assume I'm just like my father, but I couldn't be more different. While I do bear his blood, his amber eyes, his sharp intellect, and yes, even his anger, one thing I will never share with him is his thirst for bloodshed.

I used to, believe me—I used to have that same instinct. But now, I've seen a glimmer of light, and I've come to realize that perhaps humans are worth preserving.

But don't worry, you'll soon meet me and my pack. However, before we get to that, let me tell you what happened next...

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In the grand castle of Beauty and the Beast, their son Ben stood gazing out the window. Even from afar, he could see the ethereal barrier that flickered and shimmered over the Isle of the Lost. It was a picturesque sight, but it filled Ben with a deep sense of sadness.

Belle and Beast entered the room as the royal tailor carefully fitted Ben into his blue coronation suit. Beast, his blue eyes hidden behind bold-frame glasses, voiced his disbelief. "How can it be that you're to be crowned king next month? You're still just a child," he said, the golden crown upon his head catching the light. "You're turning sixteen," he continued, removing his glasses and placing them in his jacket pocket. "Far too young for such responsibility. I didn't make a wise decision until at least... forty-two."

Belle interjected, reminding Beast, "You chose to marry me at twenty-eight."

Beast grinned mischievously. "It was a tough choice between you and a teapot," he teased.

Amidst the lighthearted banter, Ben addressed his parents, "Mom, Dad, I've made my decision for my first official proclamation."

Curiosity filled their expressions as Beast and Belle exchanged glances.

"I've decided to give the children on the Isle of the Lost a chance to live here in Auradon," Ben declared.

His parents stared at him wide-eyed, and sensing the tension, the tailor quietly took a seat.

Ben gestured towards the Isle visible from the window. "Every time I look at that island, I can't shake the feeling that they've been abandoned."

Beast's eyebrows furrowed in concern. "You mean the children of our sworn enemies? Living among us?"

Ben remained resolute. "We can start small, inviting only those in greatest need of our help. I've already chosen them."

Beast's incredulity grew. "Have you now?" he questioned, his tone filled with uncertainty.

Belle reached out, her hand resting gently on Beast's arm. "I was given a second chance," she reminded him before gazing at Ben. "Who are their parents?"

"Cruella De Vil, Jafar, Evil Queen..." Ben began, taking a breath. "And Maleficent." He paused briefly, then continued, "And Ripper the Indoraptor."

The tailor gasped, dropping his notepad in shock.

"Maleficent? Ripper the Indoraptor?" Beast shouted, his voice filled with alarm. "She is the most nefarious villain, and he is a creature known for its deadly nature!"

"Dad, please, just listen," Ben implored.

"I won't entertain the idea!" Beast exclaimed, wagging his finger. "They are responsible for unspeakable crimes!"