Diavanna (Descendants 1 OC Story)

Chapter 1

Once upon a time, long, long ago... well, more like 20 years ago... Belle married her Beast in front of 6,000 of their closest personal friends. Big cake. Yeah, so instead of a honeymoon, Beast united all of the kingdoms and got himself elected king of the United State of Auradon. He rounded up all the villains and sidekicks...basically all the really interesting people and he booted them off to the Isle of the Lost with a magic barrier to keep them there.

This is my hood. No magic. No wi-fi. No way out. Or so we thought. Hang on, you're about to meet us. But first this happened.

Ben's Pov (Beast Castle, Auradon):

Lumiere was getting my measurements for the coronation. "Sleeve," he pulled my arm up. "Head," he measured my head.

"How is it possible that you're going to be crowned King next month? You're just a baby!" My father exclaimed as my mother and father walked in.

"He's turning 16, dear," My mother responded.

"Hey, pops," I greeted.

"16? That's far too young to be crowned King! I didn't make a good decision until I was at least 42," He announced.

"Uh, you decided to marry me at 28," My mother said, offended.

"Ah, it was either you or a teapot," My father said jokingly. I laughed. Mom didn't look pleased.

Off of her glare Dad said, "Kidding!"

I went to step off the pedestal Lumiere had me on. "Ah! Nh-nh!"

"I've chosen my first official proclamation. I've decided that the children on the Isle of the Lost be given a chance to live here, in Auradon," I told them. Mom and dad were shocked. "Every time I look out to the Isle, I feel like they've been abandoned," I explained.

"The children of our sworn enemies, living among us?" Dad asked, angry.

"We start out with a few at first, only the ones who need our help the most. I've already chosen them," I explained.

"Have you?" my father asked.

"I gave you a second chance. Who are their parents?" My mom asked.

"Cruella De Vil... Jafar... Evil Queen... Diaval...The Enchantress... and Maleficent," I answered.

Mom, Dad, and Lumiere were shocked.

"Maleficent! She is the worst villain in the land! And you know what the Enchantress did to me! And Lumiere, Cogsworth, Mrs. Potts, Chip, Plumette, and the rest!" Dad exclaimed, outraged.

"Dad, just hear me out here!" I pleaded.

"I won't hear of it. They are guilty of unspeakable crimes," Dad responded.

"Dad, their children are innocent. Don't you think they deserve a shot at a normal life? Dad?" I asked.

After a minute of pondering he relented. "I suppose their children are innocent."

"Well, well done. Shall we?" Mom offered her hand to father and they walked out.

Diavanna's POV (Isle):

"They say we're trouble," Mal sang. She was wearing her signature outfit. Purple leather jacket with green spots, purple leather pants, and purple combat boots.

"They say we're bad," I sang. I was wearing my mid-thigh-length black dress, black fishnet stockings, my black feathered cape, and black knee-high heeled boots. It was my signature outfit. My black hair was a few inches past shoulder length and I had bangs. I had on black smokey eyeshadow and black glossy lipstick. (A/N: I know it's a bad combination but it's for character development.)