Unknown Happen Stance

Chapter 5: Uma's Sanctuary

"I'm sorry you had such rivalry with this Queen currently as children that must have been a headache." Musa said.
"It was." Uma agreed. "We need to go foraging we can't survive on whatever that is alone, And we need build shelter too."
"They're called coconuts a Hawaiian staple im the Pacific Ocean." Musa responds. Uma raised her eyebrows like she had no idea what Musa meant.
"I don't know what any of those things are, but if that's what you want to call them, go right ahead and call them that." Uma said.
"You mean there aren't real country's here?"
"Real countries like what?" asked Uma. "Please be more specific."
"Countries in the Eurasian continent, African Continent, Australian continent, and the Two American continents. And Antarctica."
"There is none of that here just the United States of Auradon, a country where French etiquette is quite mandatory and then minor kingdom realms within the border that have less harsh rules. Then Wonderland and the last famous place is the Isle of the Lost where the famous Core 4 VKs came from. Mal daughter of Maleficient soon to be Queen of Auradon but she'll have to prove that she's the right kind of Queen for me to accept her. Evie Daughter of the Evil Queen we were always friends when living on the Isle. Carlos son of Cruella Deville and last but not least Jay son of Jafar. The Isle of the Lost is my home, it always has been despite being a dump and a demanding workaholic control freak Mother it will continue to be my home."
"Your Mom is there?" asked Musa. "Who is she?"
"Ursula." Uma answered with a little annoyance and malice in it. "There was so many innocent villains kids don't deserve to be trapped on that Island. I regret leaving them behind to continue to be drenched in misguided and arranged loyalties, Musa. But it was my only current choice right now in order to help them I had to make myself become free of my cage."

Musa got off the shore and followed Uma into the woody thickness of the islands. She couldn't believe she was standing in front of a fictional villain Mom's own strange opposite  copy.

🎶🥁🎻🪘I'll walk these shores and hills by the big old blue waves
The lull and roar of the ocean voice so gorgeous
A magic I never knew
Being Sealed by a solid barrier
Never learnt to swim
But my magic powers once beyond helped me
Save my life more than once.
I regret leaving my truest friends of all behind!
Bug it's something I had to do
Trust me when you cannot see or hear
Your Pirate Queen
I made this difficult choice out of love
For your own good
Isle of the Lost!

Malssie,
You think you're big and bold and bad.
Something is stirring in the air!
I can feel it with every step and breath I take.
You make the mistake
Of trusting someone so naive
Among those prudent heroes
They can make you so gullible
And open to threats
That shouldn't be and don't belong at all.
And especially not given to the Queenly chosen to be!
Wanting to be a villain doesn't make you the baddest Queen!
If you weren't influenced by the bad people in your life
There's no reason to be considered the baddest of them all.
I don't need no mirror on the wall
To tell me how high my rotten to the core is!
I don't want just be rotten to the core!
I'd rather a VK girl with lots of sugar and a massive amount of spice
When it comes to rescuing those who deserve it on my homeland!
Sugar and spice and everything Cool and Nice
Plus a little Rotten To Core
Rock N Roll vibe and Niche
Cause I'm Uma!
That's my Name!
Um-ma!

You think you got the best of me!
Had the last laugh, oh?
Really?!
Betcha think everything good I had
Is gone?
Think you left me all broken down!
Sorry to disappoint ya Mal!
But you and I and Evie all know
Some rivals make better friends than foes!
I won't coming running back the same way you'd expect me too!
Kids, you don't really know me all that well!
Cause if you thought that I'd give up the fight
For a good old worthy cause that drives my empathetic bond
To patch up old scars
Lick our wounds
Cause it's time to heal
Then children I'm afraid you're all dead, dead wrong!

After all the sufferings
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!
Stand a little taller I am gonna!
This doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone.
What doesn't kill you makes you a fighter
And a Survivor!
My footsteps are becoming even lighter!
I can be an unexpected ally
Put the past behind me
Even though I'm not quite over it yet!
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!
Stand a little taller!
What doesn't kill you makes you a fighter!
And Best of all a Thriver and Survivor!
Come along with me!
It is time to make this world a better place
With some sugar and spice and everything nice
And the gift of Empathy!🪘🎻🥁🎶" Uma sang her first song for this story.
"Wow, you have a great voice." said Musa. "I'm a singer myself."
"Really?" inquired Uma.
"Yeah, run my own band and everything; you'd make a great special guest appearance there except I have no idea how to make it happen."
"The way I think about that if it is meant to happen our universes will show us how to link, Musa, till then it should remain unknown and untouched."