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[third pov]
"They say I'm trouble. They say I'm bad. They say I'm evil. And that makes me glad." The purple haired girl, Mal, sings while spray painting a garage door. Finishing up her work of the silhouette of her mother, Maleficent, she walks away to find her VK friends.
A few alleys away from her Jay, the son of Jafar, continues. "A dirty no-good. Down to the bone. Your worst nightmare. Can't take me home." Climbing down a safety ladder, he makes his way through a garage door only to bump into another inhabitant of the Isle.
"So I've got some mischief. In my blood. Can you blame me. I never got no love." Princess Evie, daughter of E.Q., follows. Using a table on the market as her catwalk, she walks away to meet up with Mal. Not without flirting with at least one guy, of course.
The platinum haired boy, Carlos, jumps out of a window and quickly steals the handkerchief of someone working. "They think I'm callous. A low-life hood. I feel so useless." He walks around the stairs and catches the apple a poor girl just threw in the air. "Misunderstood!" They all exclaim. He throws the apple back before leaving the alley.
The four VK's meet in front of an iron fence, used as a door. "I'm rotten to the core!" They sing, swinging the fence open. The four of them walk passed the workers and mess everything up on their way. They find steel pipes and bang them against the walls to make a lot of noise. They reach a different market and they go their separate ways.
Mal spray paints a big 'M' on a shower curtain before pulling it aside. "Call me a schemer. Call me a freak. How can you say that. I'm just unique." She sings together with Evie. They devilishly grin and walk away from the market. Jay however walks around in a warehouse, currently used as a restaurant. From the ceiling he drops down next to two customers. He politely fills their tea cups but smirks and jumps away with the teapot still in his hands. The customers yell for him but he's already out of earshot. Jafar will be happy with Jay's new stuff.
On the other side of the island, the young princess Corazon, daughter of King and Queen of Hearts, bats her eyes in a flirty way at one of the self proclaimed cops from the Isle of the Lost. She got in trouble again for stealing money and some jewellery in one of the dark alleys. She has her ways out. "So I'm a misfit. So I'm a flirt." She sings, looking innocently up into the cop's eyes. He's debating on letting her go. "I broke your heart. I made you hurt." She pouts at him. He shrugs and frees her from the handcuffs. She's fast to disappear in the dark but her mischievous laugh is loud and clear. She takes the short cut to her mansion with still the stolen goods in her pockets and sleeves.
"The past is past. Forgive, forget." Carlos shrugs, walking on a table and kicking everything in his way. He grins when everyone yells madly at him but he jumps on a cart and leaves the warehouse. "The truth is, you ain't seen nothing yet."
"Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who's the baddest of them all. Welcome to my wicked world, wicked world." The four meet up again but in a different warehouse, leaving it at a rapid pace because they are being followed by an angry mob. They enter the plaza and start to dance, soon joined by other villains.
"I'm rotten to the core." Five VK's sing. Four of them at the plaza, one while she's climbing the tree next to her room of the mansion with her catch.
"Corazon!" A voice from her room exclaimed. "What in Hades' name took you so long?" Corazon's housekeeper and former babysitter, Camila, asked her.
"Yeah, there was this new guy who was about to arrest me. Took a little longer to get out of that." Corazon answers, flicking the lights on in her red-black-golden room. The girl who basically raised her, was comfortable laying on her couch while reading. "But look what I got!" The princess exclaimed happily.
"Well, little C. I trained you well." Her former babysitter smirked at the catch Corazon got home with. "I have bad news by the way." She groaned.
"What's up? What happened to, or with you?" Corazon asked worried. Camila was the only person who she treats as her family. Her parents are barely around and when they are, they are yelling at her.
"Nu-uh." Camila, shakes her head. "It's about you. Go downstairs, there are some guests for you with news. Hint: I think you should pack your bags."
"What the–"
"Language!"
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𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 ⇢ carlos de vil
Fanfiction❝As the princess of Hearts, do you also break a lot of hearts?❞ ❝I'm just a very likeable person.❞ FINISHED (5/8/'19) A Descendants fanfiction 7/6/'19 🖤 ( carlos de vil x fem!oc ) © sophiathebohemian || 2019