The Aftermath

CH 9: The Ring

The Aftermath ch 9: The Ring

It was the day of the small quest. Uma and Harry had barely slept. (No, not because of that reason. Get your mind out of the gutter.) They had spent the whole night talking about everything and anything. They had talked about what they would do when the barrier came down and what the future of the crew would look like. Uma learned the spell by heart and wrote a letter to Mal and Ben thanking them for giving her the opportunity to leave this wicked place. Oh, the sweet irony. She had send the letter in the middle of the night, knowing letters barely reached Auradon anyway. It just felt good to write all her hidden feelings down. Uma had done all this while her first mate looked at her with admiration and whispered her things to put into the letter. It reminded Uma of when they were younger and lounging in Ursula's shop in the depths of the night. They would joke around but have serious talks as well. They were always tired but would never admit it. Those nights were innocent and pure. They both had secretly loved those nights. Sometimes they would invite Gil, making his whole week brighter. They would raid the kitchen and take the food that didn't smell too bad. It was the moment all three of them let their stone-cold façade down and could just be themselves. Gil showed his intelligence instead of making dumb comments on purpose. Sometimes the comments flew out of his mouth without thinking because his habit had really affected him. Harry would drop his insanity a bit. Because he might be a bit bonkers but he exaggerated it for his own sake. And Uma dropped her superiority act and became their friend instead of their leader.

"What'cha thinkin' 'bout love? Is somethin' troublin' ye?" Uma looked at her first mate, who was looking at her with some concern hidden in his eyes. "I'm fine Hook. Will you grab Gil and that damned kitten of him so we can go on our mission?" Harry nodded and did as told. He fetched Gil and they walked over to Uma who stood at the end of the dock. "So my first mate claims to know the location of our dear princess. Harry, you do realise no one actually saw her in like 5 years?" Gil piped up. "Well, I did. And I don't mean the time with the apple. No, I saw her in the market place a few weeks ago. I think it was her. She had hidden her hair under a blue scarf and I only caught a view of her in a blink of an eye but I think I saw her. I recognised a stray lock of her gold blonde hair." Uma was surprised. What was the princess doing in the marketplace? It didn't make sense. Fabienne was supposed to live on the other side of the Isle. Harry spoke up. "Excellent Gil. This confirms me theory. Do ye guys remember why she and Evie were rivals? Because she designed better. In the face off she let Evie win and everyone knew it. She then fled to the other side of the Isle." Uma nodded, knowing this basic information. But that was 4 years ago and the girl hadn't been spot ever since. Except for Gil who had a strange kind of luck if it came to finding her. Uma voiced her question. "Enough with the theories. Where is she?" Gil clearly had understood Harry's theory and answered. "In Evie's design studio, clearly." And with that he ran off. Harry followed and there was nothing left to do for Uma except for following her two best friends.

They reached Evie's not so secret secret design studio. It seemed empty. "This is a waste of time and we-" Harry rudely shushed her. He saw Uma was about to get mad and grabbed her hand. She calmed a bit and he pulled her into the building. Gil had previously entered while this ordeal was happening. Gil ducked and entered the tube connecting the building to the old warehouse where Evie's hideout is supposed to be. He barely fitted in the space and he was crawling already. Harry and Uma both weren't extremely tall and fitted better. Uma was small but hated the fact. Harry thought she looked cute and wouldn't want her any different but he would never tell her that. He just teased her instead. But when someone else made a comment about her height they had a very angry first mate charging after them. Mal had always teased Uma about her length while she was a petite girl as well. It angered Harry and he had been the one who had stolen Mal's new heels. Not that Mal had found out. And she never would. No, she had walked around the Isle, furiously screaming and threatening every living creature she could find. Little did she know that Uma's new heels were her new heels decorated with some shells and little anchors. And now those same heels clicked on the floor of the warehouse with every step she took. Gil had darted off, searching for the girl. Uma and Harry searched the left side of the warehouse with no result. They walked back to the tube, bickering about something little. They were laughing and holding hands. In the meanwhile, Gil was almost giving up his search. He had walked around in empty rooms, only finding traces of proof someone had been here a long time ago. He was about to turn around. He had taken a few steps when he heard someone hum. It wasn't extremely beautiful or melodic but it did sooth him. He listened closely and followed the sound. It brought him to a door he had previously missed. The door was pretty, decorated with paint and graffiti. He opened the door. Once he stepped through the door the humming stopped. He saw a girl in the corner of the room. She rose from where she was sitting, grabbing her sword in the process. "Who are you?" she asked. "I'm Gil. And you are?" The girl towards him and his eyes met hers. He saw a spark of recognition and then she looked away. "Fabienne." She murmured. One of his dumb comments flew out of his mouth. "That's a strange name." "It's French. That was the language of a country which was there before Auradon was formed." She looked offended. "What does it mean?" "Like from a fable." She answered. Gil noticed the girl never really met his eye, she just looked at the ground. "Are you scared? I won't hurt you. You can make eye-contact." Fabienne looked up, with a puzzling look on her face. "I'm not scared. I'm shy and a bit socially awkward. You are very forward, Gil. That's hard for me." Gil nodded in understanding. He got what she meant. He stepped forward and she stepped a bit backwards. It didn't stop Gil though. He stepped closer and raised her chin up with his hand and met her eyes with his. The same blue eyes as three years ago looked at him. The same blonde hair. "You saved me three years ago, didn't you? I know you recognise me." Gil pulled back his sleeve and showed her the scar from where the arrow grazed his flesh. "It scared up nicely." She whispered under her breath. Suddenly Gil grabbed her wrist and pointed towards the door. "My friends and I are trying to save the innocent on this Isle. We want to get of here and break the barrier. Will you help us?" The girl hesitated but Gil was already leading her towards the door. "Oh, and if you help us you can come to the boat and meet my kitten Cat!" Gil's enthusiasm showed her that he was in fact not evil. "I'll help. But I'll have to talk to your friends first. Now, be a darling and help me put my stuff into my bag so I can come and visit your kitten." She pointed towards a bundle of fabrics, two old books and her jacket. Gil held her bag open and she threw her stuff in there. Gil hugged her. She turned crimson red and muttered something Gil didn't fully hear and understand. He grabbed her wrist once again and pulled her towards the door. She just managed to grab her last books and carry them like a baby.

Harry and Uma had taken place in front of the tube when they heard Gil chat excitedly and clicking heels and a soft spoken response on Gil's story. Then Gil appeared around the corner, dragging the girl with him. She had blonde hair and blue eyes and was tall. She was tanned and skinny. She carried three books in her arms, clutching them for dear life. Uma felt sorry for the poor unfortunate soul. She was probably reading when Gil stormed in and talked her into this. Uma offered her hand for the girl to shake. The girl hesitated but shook it nonetheless. "My name is Uma. I am the captain of The Lost Revenge. This is Harry Hook. He is my first mate because I won a boat race many years ago." She grinned and poked a pouty Harry. She continued. "And I see you already met Gil, my second mate. He is the enthusiastic one." The girl smiled. "And who are you?" "I'm Fabienne. I was sent to the Isle as a baby. Well, not exactly send. I drifted here in a basket. I don't know where I'm from or who my parents are. I only know my name because it was embroidered on my baby blanket." Uma nodded. Now came the difficult part. "Listen. We, Harry, Gil and I, want to get of this island. To do that we needed three things. We had already acquired two. Fairy Godmother's wand and a spell from Maleficent's cursed spellbook. The last thing we needed is a pure heart, which is you. You haven't done anything evil. We need you to cast this spell. You will bring down the barrier but only for people who aren't truly evil. Our parents for example will still be trapped but all the children will be able to leave and have a better life." Uma tried smiling sweetly. Gil was bouncing with enthusiasm and Harry stood behind her like a rock, holding her hand to give her a content feeling. Fabienne answered. "Let me guess. As soon as I cast this curse you will leave on your ship. You'll leave me behind. I won't tolerate that. I want to strike a deal." Harry answered after sharing a look with his dear Uma. "That must be possible. Tell me what ye want." "Uma, I want you to vow that if you do leave me behind I'll get your ring. Magically vow." Even though there was no magic on the Isle, you could still take a magic vow. It would enact the promise even if you don't want it to. She would get the ring one way or another. "Why would you want any of my rings? They aren't anything special." The blonde smiled. "Oh, but this ring you have yet to receive." She stepped close to Uma, ignoring how that makes her feel uncomfortable. She whispered in Uma's ear. "I want the ring your lover boy will give you as wedding gift the day you get engaged. And believe me, you two will marry. And you will get a ring. And if you leave me behind, that ring is mine. He'll probably will put a lot of thought, money and love into it. And that will be gone. Just like me future will be gone if you leave me." Uma turned white. The frilly princess just threatened her future marriage. She didn't know the girl had it in her. "Deal."

Deal. She had made a deal with the girl who predicted her marriage. She truly hoped the girl was correct. She wanted to marry Harry, deep down. The girl was smart. She was playing with Gil and Cat, and it made Gil very happy. Gil loved making friends. She couldn't blame Fabienne. She would've made a deal as well. And to be fair, the original plan was to leave her behind.

Do you guys like the OC? We need her for the plot but I can write her out of the story. I wanted to add her as a friend for Gil but what do you guys think?