Evil

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Zevon stood in the grand hall of Auradon Castle, his eyes gleaming with malevolent satisfaction. As he walked past the frozen figure of Elina, he ran his fingers slowly over her cold, lifeless cheek, a twisted smile playing on his lips.

His voice broke the silence, dripping with dark delight as he sang softly to himself,

♪ Everybody see my sunny ♪
♪ Everybody see my shine ♪"

Zevon sauntered up the stairs, his demeanor smug and untroubled. His steps echoed through the vast, empty hall as he continued,

♪ But they don't know my story ♪
♪ They don't know what's on my mind ♪

Reaching the balcony, he stepped out into the crisp air, surveying the kingdom below with a triumphant grin. The city of Auradon lay sprawling beneath him, a testament to his success. His plans had come to fruition, and nothing could deter him now.

"♪ I carry on like a saint ♪
♪ But man I've got 'em fooled ♪
♪ 'Cause underneath my business ♪
♪ I am cold, I'm hard, I'm cruel ♪"

His mind wandered back to the intricate manipulations that had brought him here. Morgian, whom he had deceived into thinking he was a true friend, had been just another pawn. The potion Zevon had used to make himself immune to spells was a key part of his strategy, ensuring his invulnerability.

"♪ Never gonna put a spell on me ♪
♪ Never ever gonna bring me back ♪
♪ Never gonna make me be ♪
♪ Somethin' I'm not because I'm evil ♪"

He sang the last lines with a chilling fervor, his laughter echoing off the castle walls. Spreading his arms wide, he embraced his own wickedness, closing his eyes and savoring the dark triumph of his schemes.

♪ Everybody in my circle ♪

♪ Think I'm gonna be their friend ♪

♪ But I got bad intentions ♪

♪ And I'm gonna have 'em again ♪

Outside, Chloe approached Auradon Prep with a steely determination. Zevon's manipulation had left her numb and driven by a single-minded resolve. She held a potion in her hand, the liquid inside shimmering ominously.

With a flick of her wrist, she hurled the potion at the left wing of the school. The vial shattered against the building, and flames erupted, licking up the walls in a blazing inferno. Red and Blanc, who were inside the dorm on the right wing, were jolted by the explosion. They rushed to the window, their eyes widening in shock.

♪ So why should I stop my dissin' ♪

♪ Or soften up my heart ♪

♪ Tell me what good is livin' ♪

♪ If you can't be who you are, yeah ♪

"Chloe!" Red gasped, her voice filled with disbelief and concern. Without hesitation, she and Blanc bolted out the door, racing towards the source of the destruction.

♪ Never gonna put a spell on me ♪

♪ Never ever gonna bring me back ♪

♪ Never gonna make me be ♪

♪ Somethin' I'm not because I'm evil ♪

The air was thick with tension as Red and Blanc raced down the stairs of Auradon Prep, the smell of smoke and fire already permeating the hallway. Red's heart pounded in her chest, a mix of fear and determination fueling her steps. Blanc followed closely, her grip tightening around her wand, the gravity of the situation clear in her eyes.

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