Descendants 2: My Twisted Tale

Darkness' Conduit

 Uma strode through the streets of the Isle of the Lost.  The Horned King and her had a solid deal and soon everyone would be free and Uma would be all powerful. She would rule alongside the Horned King and be the princess. The daughter of the Horned King, if you will. 

 She'd heard that Harry and Gil had fled the Isle and were most likely dead. No one could escape from underneath the barrier. It was impossible. 

 Alley cats whistled her way and in response she sent a dark bolt of magic at them. They yelped when it hit them and burned. She enjoyed their screams of pain and then promptly went to turn her crew into ones like her. Whole. Complete. Full of magic.

 She grinned when she entered the chip shop and everyone stared at her. What happened next was terrifying.

 Her eyes poured black blood out of them and once it hit the floor it searched for pirates. She had it search for her two hands just in case but it came up empty. They would have made fine fighters. Or at least Harry.

 She blinked and the blood stopped pouring out. The crew had been turned into zombies, their skin had been partially melted off their bones and they groaned with the efforts of moving. She smiled and motioned for them to follow her to the Lost Revenge. 

                                                                                                * * * 

 Harry managed to get through an entire day of this school. He had spent all day yesterday searching for Gil and Fairy Godmother and Ben had insisted that he spend time at school. 

 Goodness classes were a pain in the ass to sit through, but no one had said anything about being a neutral villain. An anti villain if you will. 

 Harry sat alone in the park and silently daydreamed about Uma and Gil. He missed them both but was also distancing himself from Gil again. If he were dead it was only easier this way. 

 He surprised himself when he started thinking about Ben. Uma's unspoken promise to give him to them on the Isle had been a welcome treat, and he couldn't help the fact that he had a crush on him himself. 

 Mal would kill him if he tried anything which is why he preferred to keep his fantasies secret. Why anger Mal? 

 He stood when Ben appeared and seemed to be hustling. He was alone and Harry walked to him in case it was news about Gil. 

"Harry!"

 Harry broke into a run and almost collided with Ben. "What is it?"

"Jay and Carlos brought in news of a rescue in the caves connected to the shore. They hadn't seen anyone's body yet so I assume if it is Gil, he's alive."
"Why are we still standing here?"
 Ben turned and ran and Harry followed. 

Please be alive, please be alive, please be alive.

______________________________________________________________