To Lovingly Hate You

The Isle Reformation Project

Third Person

As fireworks lit up the shores of Auradon and music blared from the mainland, those on the Isle of the Lost could only look on in awe. The celebration of King Ben's coronation was something to marvel at, and many were simply grateful to see such excellent colors at all, even if it was skewed by distance and fog.

From the foggy mist that covered the ocean surrounding the Isle, slowly something came into view. A large ship sailed in, one that was carrying very important cargo with a mission directly from the King. His very first mission as King had begun with the Core Four, used to show that VKs can become civilized members of Auradon society with ease, and they'd done an excellent job tonight of displaying their wishes to change for the better. If it weren't for them, the ship that sailed in through the barrier and up to the main dock system wouldn't be here. King Ben would do more than simply introduce the Core Four to Auradon, but if he was to make this into a proper system that could run itself, he had to begin implementing it, starting at the bottom.

A crowd gathered around the docks, a ship this large had never sailed to the Isle after all, not even when delivering the monthly supplies shipments for the entire island. It was something to look at in pure awe, and the polished royal fleet ship was a sign of hope to the innocent inhabitants of the Isle who whispered and wondered why on earth the ship was here.

King Ben had thought long and hard before the Core Four even arrived, and he had as much as he could figure out, figured out. Now that phase one was complete, he could implement the more permanent phase two.

The brave guards and royal supervisors had been sent from Auradon a mere hour ago when they got the go-ahead from the King to load up the ship and set sail. As they sorted everything out, they looked out onto the Isle in slight disgust at the conditions of both the landscape and the people who looked at them through the foggy darkness. Sorting through crates and supplies, the royal supervisors accompanied by one guard each boarded off the ship onto the docks before strategically dispersing, maps in hand with different locations marked on each map. A few guards remained on the ship and watched over everything, and as they did, the crowd just walked around and curiously looked around the ship, some trying to find ways they could possibly somehow launch themselves onto the ship to become stowaways, but many were wearily following after the royal supervisors and guards to see what they were up to.

And in their paths, they left fresh posters, ones not of royal propaganda, but of something completely new.

What the remaining guards that weren't staying on the ship to watch over things were up to was unloading entire crates and walking just an alleyway down to a small old abandoned warehouse where they began working. Those who were more heavily armored kept watch while others went around and tidied up the place, sweeping the dust-covered floor, dusting the cobweb-covered stained windows, and unloading what was inside the crates.

They unloaded workbooks, notebooks, pencils, pens, and other basic school supplies out of the smaller crates, but out of others, they unloaded more odd things that each pertained to different basic career choices. Desks, chairs, and chalkboards were assembled in the different corners of the building, even temporary partitions for some better separation, and then the specialty areas were all sectioned off as well.

As new posters decorated the common areas of the Isle, a new establishment was created, all surrounding King Ben's ultimate idea for creating a constant, sustainable, healthy flow of VKs to Auradon, ones that would be prepared and ready with the best tools possible before starting their new lives...

... and if his calculations were correct, some would even be able to apply for jobs in Auradon within the Isle, working towards his goal of one day not having a barrier at all.