Ultimatum (A Sanders Sides Descendents fan fic)

Arrival In Auradon

Patton's POV:

"Soooooo, how have your lives been for the past 16 years? I question. I can't help but be curious, they live in such a different world. Though I don't quite understand why they are so resentful towards us. I mean we did lock them up for about 16 years or was it 18? I don't remember.

"Just fine, no thanks to your royal asses," the boy with the glasses sneers, I believe he is Remy, WAIT A MINUTE DID HE JUST SWEAR!!!

"Deceit, I think he has had enough of those coffee toffees." I hear the purple hair boy sigh, shaking his head.

"I won't take them away," hisses Deceit, isn't his name Janus though?

"YOU CAN'T TOUCH MY PRECIOUS TOFFEES," Remy screams. I am just sitting there in complete silence and awe of what's happening. Janus lunges at Remy to only ram into Remus who falls onto Remy, both screaming. I watch as Virgil grabs the back of Janus' cape and pulls him down and growls at Remus,

"Sit down now Remus," hissing slightly. My eyes widen in shock as he goes back to his seat silently, Janus finally stops struggling against Virgil's grasp and Remy puts the toffees down. What just happened, there is no way someone can get everyone silent and calm like that.

"Sorry 'bout that, some people don't know how to not almost get us thrown into an ocean while crossing a magic bridge." He snips staring daggers at the other three, I notice his pupils dilate like a cat at them before returning to normal circles. Wait a minute, when did we leave the Isle, are they only acting slightly human because I'm around, are we almost in Auradon? Millions of thoughts race through my head, I take a glance out the window to see we just hit the mainland. I pull out my phone to text Logan that we are almost there and the ETA is 5 minutes. I am going to bake cookies after this. I can't stand being in this car any longer.

Logan's POV:

I feel my cell phone vibrate in my pocket, I pull it out to see a message from Patton, I unlock my cell phone, the message says 'we r almost there, ETA 5 min'. I send him a message back saying '1. Okay, I will tell Roman. 2. The proper grammar for that sentence is We are almost there, the estimated time of arrival is 5 minutes.' I slid my phone back into my pocket, slightly frowning. "Roman, the Villain Kids are almost here, is the band in place and the preparations set?" I inquire as I turn to him.

"Yes, Lo, everything is ready," Roman sighs looking at the ground, shuffling his feet slightly.

"My name is Logan, not Lo, also are you feeling okay? You don't seem yourself." I question him a puzzling look spreading across my face.

"Well, I'm not so sure father is making the decision of bringing them here, they did kill mother and well, they did a lot of crappy things before." He shouts kicking a lone rock down the front steps.

"He did this when he was younger and is hoping that this time, the villains will actually change."

"That's what he told us, but I can't help but feel it's something more."

"Probably connected to mother in some way."

"Yeah... but"

"You do realize our half-uncle is coming."

"Wait, we have a half-uncle that IS THE SAME AGE AS US!!!"

"Yes, I thought you knew that, and yes, our Grandmother is still alive and has the ability to reproduce. Fairies and the majority of the villains can live two to three times longer than us." I shove up my glasses casting a sideways glance to see a shocked look on his face. He can really be an idiot sometimes. Sighing, "Look they're here, we should probably meet Patton." We walk to the podium that was set up. Patton runs up and gives us a giant hug, squeezing tightly.

"Woah there Pat, are they really that bad." Roman whispers. He looks up before whispering something I couldn't quite understand.

Virgil's POV:

The limo pulls to a stop in front of a cottage-like castle, with a circular pattern of plants in front. There is a loud band playing some peppy song in ugly yellow and blue uniforms. On the other side, there is a bunch of students cheering, they probably were forced to do that, as if they would welcome us with open arms after what we supposedly did to them. Patton bolted out of the limo and ran up to hug two other boys. I squint my eyes at them, one was with an indigo light-brown hair and a blue robe with a black shirt and a dark pair of pants with glasses, the other had a little lighter shade of reddish-brown hair with a white long-sleeved shirt with a brown vest-type jacket with gold trim and a red shoulder cape. I noticed another boy coming up behind them, I could make out his dirty-blonde hair with a pink stripe in it, a pink tie, and a beige colored vest. I feel someone poke my shoulder. "Anx, we need to get out or are you going to have a panic attack," Janus says, without lying, Remus peers over his shoulder and Remy just sits there.

"Let's just get this over with," I huff, pushing the three out before climbing out myself. I follow the others to the front of the car, they surround me to block the stares of the people, I don't know if they are just curious or they want to kill us. I feel Janus' glove start to rub circles on my palm, I guess I started having a panic attack again, that is not good. My breathing started growing more rapid before hearing Janus whisper, "Don't breathe in for 4, don't hold for 7, and definitely don't breathe out for 8." Something in my mind clicked and started doing that, listening to his words. I peer over Remy's shoulder to get a better look at the group of boys in front of us.

"W-wait is that Logan and Roman?" I mutter to Janus, "They look awfully similar to the two boys in the photo mother showed us, the ones she said were supposed to be my nephews."

"They might be, I would be sure." Janus hisses, I just sigh turning my attention back to the ground, it was swept clean with very few little pebbles to kick.

"Welcome friends, to Auradon, I am Prince Roman, next to me is my brother Prince Logan and behind me is Prince Emile and Prince Patton," the one in red announces.

"Yeah, that's defiantly them," I mutter.  

Funny story, when I was writing this, my dad was listening to a drinking song, so while I was typing Logan's POV I ended up writing "Roman sighs looking at the scotch" I have no more to say other than I started dying when I wrote this. Peace out

-CC