Poor, Unfortunate Souls

Leaving the Isle

Syena's POV: I walked toward the old shop, hoping to attract as little attention as possible, but seeing all the drunk pirates laughing and wrestling it was easy to slip into my room and get out all my belongings. Walking out I could hear Uma and her crew causing chaos in the darker regions of the Isle. Walking back toward our meeting spot I watch the rest of the group assemble. "Syena, why are you up on the roofs again?" Evie asked as she gazed up at me, I slipped down the side of the roof joining them on the ground, "Habit I guess, I like the bird's eye view." I replied. Soon as the limo arrived we all piled in, right before I entered I saw my mother standing up on the roof, "Find me the Trident of Triton." She mouthed, even though she was far from me, she still seemed to have power over me. "Syena, look toward me." Evie said snapping me out of a daze. I turned toward her, to see her holding up a makeup brush and a blush compact up to my face, "You're looking a little pale. Let me..." I held up a hand, shaking my head, "Evie, what if- what if they don't accept us, at Auradon." I asked in a small voice, Evie shook her head with a small smile, "For someone related to Ursula and Uma you are pretty vulnerable." Carlos said before being quieted by Mal and my glare. "You'll be fine, plus you're not the only Villain Kid going there, you got us." Evie said encouragingly. I nodded as I let her have her way with my hair and makeup. Slowly the limo came to a gradual stop, the doors popped open as Mal and Evie first made their appearance followed by me then Carlos and Jay tumbling out of the car. "Leave it everything where you found it." A happy looking woman said looking at Jay as he sighed at threw a rug back into the car. The car drove off leaving us, Villain Kids, vulnerable to whatever was going to happen.