Happily Never After

Two-

*a/n Warning: Major and minor character deaths in this chapter! Okay that's all. Read away*

Jay turned towards Carlos, shook his head, and dropped his hand, stepping towards his father.

Carlos started to turn away to leave his boyfriend with Jafar. He wanted to go cry because he actually chose this monster over him.

But then he heard the sound of Jay's fist colliding with Jafar's face. The two had gotten into a full on fist fight.

"Don't you ever talk shit on Carlos again. I fucking love him you piece of shit. You don't care about me, you care about what I could steal for you. Go fuck yourself you half ass excuse of a father." A punch, a kick, and an eye jab and Jafar is on the ground.

Jay pulled Carlos to his chest and smashed his lips on his boyfriends. They stood there together kissing in the middle of this war, not knowing how long it would be until they'd get time alone again.

"I thought I'd lost you." Carlos whispered against Jay's lips, tears falling down his cheeks.

"You'll never loose me. I'm here to stay. Forever. I love you too much." Jay wiped Carlos' tears away and slid his lips back on the other boys again one last time.

They pulled apart and Carlos immediately grabbed Jay's hand again, the weight of it feeling comforting in his own. He knew, whatever happens, they're forever.

They started pushing around all the fights happening everywhere, trying to find Mal and Evie, they had already seen Ben and Doug fighting with some villains. "Mal! Evie!" Carlos yelled, and was hit in the chest, hard enough to be knocked over.

"Are you okay?" Jay helped him up and Carlos nodded his head.

The nonviolent white haired boy turned to his attacker, the short red headed son of the Queen of Hearts, Arty, and shoved him back.

"You fucking deserved it. Siding with this bunch of freaks. Getting close with them. You're pathetic." Arty spat.

"Don't talk to me, you rat." Carlos said before punching him in the nose, and watching as he drew blood.

He then simply turned back to his boyfriend and the two left the short boy to bleed on his heart patterned shirt alone.

They finally found the girls and the guys and the six of them went to find Ben's parents.

When they finally did find them, Ben fell to the ground, over their bodies. They had been killed. His father had been stabbed in the gut, multiple times. His mother's arms had been cut open all the way from her wrist to her elbow and her throat was sliced open as well. Whoever did this didn't just want them dead, they wanted to send a message.

"Thought you'd show up Benny Boy. This is what she deserved for choosing that disgusting beast over me." Gaston spat out, next to him was what looked like a younger copy of him, his son, Greg.

"You are sick." Ben spat as he got up, ready to fight him, but Mal held her husband back.

"Don't. He could kill you with one blow. I can't lose you." She spoke.

Jay and Carlos both moved towards Gaston and Greg slowly. "Maybe she broke your heart but this isn't the answer. This war with us or whatever, is not the answer. Come one Gaston, you can be better than this. Put your bitterness aside." Carlos spoke and Gaston struck out with his massive right arm, "shut the hell up dog boy."