The Demigod's Deal

The Deal

(A/N) This was inspired by Chris Villain's wicked music video 'Descendants 3 unofficial First Look - Make it Hot (Chris Villain).' I adored Chris Villain's idea for the son of Hades and had to write a fanfic with him in it! I really wish he was the actual villain for Descendants 3 ;A; Disney should just go with Chris's idea of Hayden and put him in the film!

Disclaimer: Descendants and Hayden aren't mine. Sadly ;A;  (If they were Hayden would be in Descendants 3). 

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Evie knew better, truly, she did. The only people who went against Maleficent were people with death wishes, and doing this, planning to sneak out of her castle despite being banished to it, was a dangerous act of defiance. If Maleficent or any of her cronies found out, it could be the end of her and her mother.

But she couldn't help it, she had to get out. She had been locked away in the castle for nearly a decade, ever since she was six years old. It wasn't fair how she and her mother had been punished, it was nothing more than Maleficent flaunting her power for frivolous reasons. So what if they hadn't invited Mal to her sixth birthday party? They weren't friends, why would she invite her? Yet Maleficent had taken it as a dire insult and used it as an opportunity to strike out against her competition, the Evil Queen. Evie could suffer the punishment no more. She needed a night, just one night of freedom.

For weeks Evie plotted and planned. The hardest part was deciding where she wanted to go, and harder still, where she could go. Maleficent's people were everywhere, so it greatly limited her options. She couldn't go to town as Maleficent and her allies, including her daughter, lived there - besides, all the shops would be closed at night. The docks by the sea where too far away and to get there one had to go through town. Not that any of this really mattered, as first, she had to figure out a way to get through the haunted forest that surrounded her castle. Before her banishment, there had been a path that led from the castle, through the forest and out to a large village. It was the only way through the forest, but Maleficent had had it destroyed to prevent anyone from approaching the castle. Evie wasn't sure she would be able to navigate the woods on her own and if she got lost then the wolves and monsters that called the forest their home would welcome her as their next meal.

Eventually, Evie gave up on her scheme. There just didn't seem to be any way for her to win, and every time she failed to come up with a plan her heart broke a little more.

The night she decided to quit was the first night in a long time that she dreamed.

The dreams that came to her were old ones, the only dreams she ever seemed to have. Sometimes they were dreams of freedom. In them, she had escaped the Isle, somehow having made it across the thunderous sea that separated the Isle from Auradon's shores. She would stand at the shoreline, the tides ticking her bare feet, dressed in a gleaming gown of white. There were flowers weaved in her hair - blooming, white lilies that smelled wonderfully sugary - and for some reason, her hair was no longer black as pitch, instead, it fluttered around her in waves of dark blue. The air was fresh and the sun was warm on her skin and in the distance, she could hear the chirpy tweets of birds.

The other dream she had was not pleasant and peaceful. And even though nothing truly terrible happened in it, it never failed to leave her trembling and tear-stricken. In the dream, she found herself deep underground, in a massive cavern that was unbearably warm. Stalagtites and stalagmites clung to the ceiling and floor of the cave like crooked fangs of some monstrous beast, the occasional pillar spotted between them. There was a glowing river that flowed through the length of the cave, disappearing into a dark abyss. It was filled with shadowy, gloomy creatures that wailed pitifully in despair, the sound echoing in Evie's head long after she had awoken. That underground world terrified Evie. It was dark and dismal and filled her with a sense of dread. The dress she wore in that dream was black as midnight and twinkled with thousands of diamonds like tiny stars woven into the rich fabrics. Her hair fell around her in sleek strands and there was a silver tiara on her head, each jewel upon it crafted to look like a lily.