Hunter is the son of Hades and Maleficent. He is able to summon Demons to his aid and light his hair on fire. But is that all? A certain blue haired girl catches his eyes and what happens when his sister, Mal needs his help to defeat Audrey and save...
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Hunter's POV:
I walked down the dimly lit hall and rang the Hell bell. I reached the warehouse where a band of demons was waiting for me. I smirked and started singing, with them doing backup.
(Full credit to Chris Villain^)
I ran out the door onto the streets of the isle, leaving the demons as I made my way towards the docks where the pirates were. I sauntered into Ursula's Fish and Chips to see Mal and Ben on the TV. Ugh. I sat down at the table and stole some food from Gil. Harry burst through the door and hoped over the table.
"Ugh! Poser." Uma scowled as she walked in, carrying in a tray of food and throwing some at the TV.
"Traitor!" Harry called.
"Spoiled bitch." I rolled my eyes.
"Hello?" Uma said to the other pirates who got the clue and threw food at the TV.
"Oh, I would love to wipe the smiles off their faces." Harry swiped his finger across the screen, picking up some food and eating it. "You know what I mean?" I nodded with a glare at the screen as Gil ate eggs.
"Gil! You want to quit choking down yolks and get with the program?" Uma asked him.
"Yeah. What they said." Gil said, trying to sound like he was playing attention.
"That little traitor, who left us in the dirt." Uma grimaced.
"Thought she was better than us." I grumbled.
"Who turned her back on evil." Harry announced.
"Who said you weren't big or bad enough to be in her gang." Gil said and we all stared at him. "Back when we were kids." He tried, thinking that we didn't remember. "Come on, you guys remember. She called her Shrimpy, and the name just kind of..." Uma grabbed Harry's arm so that she wouldn't punch Gil. "Stuck." he gulped.
"That snooty little witch, who grabbed everything she wanted and left me nothing."
"No, she left you that sandbox, and then she said that you could have the shrimp--" Gil began and Uma looked menacing.
"I need you to stop talking."
"Look, we have her turf now. They can stay in Bore-adon." Harry tried to reason with her.
"Harry, that's her turf now! And I want it, too." Uma shouted.
"We should not be getting her leftovers." I raised my voice.
"Son of Hook, Son of Hades, son of Gaston, and me, most of all, daughter of Ursula!" Uma yelled, holding onto each of our shoulders in turn. "What's my name?" She asked and Harry took off his hat.
