Il libro di Jaylos

De Vil, Not Evil - Chapter 1: Don't Hurt Him!

taken from: Lady Dolly Face on Fanfiction.net
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Things were supposed to be better in Auradon. People were supposed to be good. But it's like the Isle of the Lost. Good or evil were assumed based upon who your parents are, not who you are. That was a grave mistake, as sometimes, good is just a dangerous costume to hide the evil lingering inside one's mind.

Carlos panted, running as he clutched Dude to his chest, sprinting, trying to get away from the supposedly good guy chasing him, scaring him, threatening him. But the building of Auradon Prep was a maze, and Carlos had yet to learn the map. He never knew what the next turn would bring. Eventually, as he knew he would, but hoped he wouldn't, he hit a dead end.

Crying out in despair, he tried to turn and run away again, find a different turn, find someone, anyone, who would help him. If not him, then at the very least ran into an empty classroom. He tried to hide, but it wasn't before long that he was caught, because he showed up. He had chased him for who knows how long, and Carlos was afraid no one would help him.

"You disgusting little nothing! Don't run away from me. You'll never escape me, don't you understand that?" Carlos heard, the statement causing him to panic even harder than he already was.

"Take the dog." He demanded who was helping him.

"No! Please don't take him!" Carlos cried out, as Dude was ripped out of his grasp. Dude howled in despair, not liking to see his new friend in pain, and then growling at the feeling of someone's too tight grasp holding him in place.

"Please don't hurt him!" Carlos cried, trying to claw his way to his beloved new friend.

"Oh, like you'd do any better? You planning on killing the mutt, weren't you?"

"No!" The white haired boy cried as he was shoved by cold, angry hands.

"Don't lie to me! You are just like your revolting mother. You were going to turn the dog into a piece of clothing. Your mother wanted to. Your filthy, deranged mother wanted to kill puppies for a coat! You grew up with her, you have to be exactly like your mother, that's probably how she raised you. She probably sent you here with instructions to get her a dog, just so she could kill it." As the words were said, the same hands punched Carlos, the same hands threw him to the ground.

"No! I won't hurt Dude! I won't let anyone hurt him."

"Oh yeah? What if I did? How would you stop me?" Feet were pacing back and forth, a face leering at Carlos from where he still laid on the ground.

"No! Please! Don't hurt him, he's just an innocent dog!" Carlos cried as he tried to get up. He made it to his knees before he was kicked down.

"Tsk tsk, you can't even save a little dog? How useless are you?" The feet walked circles around him as he laid on his side, trying to find his strength. But he was being kicked every time he showed signs of moving.

"I'll make sure you never see this animal again. I don't care how. This is just a warning, a message. I want you out of Auradon. Go back to your island, disappear, die, I don't care. Just be gone."

There was a final kick, aimed right for his head. Carlos cried out, yet again, as he felt the stickiness as blood made its appearance where his head was wounded. When the fists stopped punching and the feet stopped kicking, when Carlos saw the figures retreating from him, he still cried.

"Dude! No!" He tried to yell, but it came out as just a whimper.

Carlos had lost the strength to get up, and he was in no mindset to attempt to gather up his willpower. He had lost it. He had lost Dude. Those fellow students didn't care about the dog, they just wanted Carlos gone.

Carlos stayed on the ground, as he noticed his eyes falling shut. He didn't want to keep them open, so he closed his eyes. Then, everything was peaceful.

~:-:~

"Have you girls seen Carlos? He's not in our room..." Jay asked as he opened the door to Mal and Evie's room.

"You are damn lucky that we were both decent." Mal growled, disliking the lack of privacy.

Mal was fixing up her mother's habitat, as she was given permission to keep her in the room. Evie was brushing her hair, both girls dressed for bed.

"So you can't find Carlos? That's strange." Evie asked.

"Yeah. Anyway you can use that mirror to help me?" Jay requested.

Evie had already picked it up and spoke,

"Mirror, mirror, help me out.
Where could we find Carlos right now?"

The image showed a sign for the science wing.

"Why would Carlo's be in the science wing? School hours are over, it should be empty right now." Evie asked no one in particular.

Jay still shrugged, making his way towards the door.

"I'll go find out. See you tomorrow."

So Jay headed towards the science wing, looking in every classroom, not expecting what he would find.

~:-:~

He assumed his friend would be standing up, hunched over a book on a table, studying. But he wasn't. Jay was about to leave another classroom, when he saw an oddity in the corner of his eye.

It was Carlos.

He was on the floor, bleeding, silent, still. His eyes were closed, his white hair stained red. Jay stood frozen for no more than a moment, until he ran over to his friend, crouching next to him, carefully reaching his hands out and cradling the younger boy's head in his hands.

"Carlos?" He whispered.

No reply was given.

Slowly, he turned his head, and brought his ear closer to the boy's mouth. He almost cried in relief when he realized he heard gentle breaths. His Carlos was still alive.

Gently, he picked up the injured boy, cradling him in his strong arm, and quickly made his way to the infirmary, where he saw Fairy God Mother.

"Please! Help him! Someone hurt Carlos!" He screamed, bursting his way into the previously peaceful room. As Carlos was taken from his arms by the nurse, Fairy God Mother rushed over to the injured boy, gently instructing Jay to take a seat.

Fairy God Mother sent for her wand, deciding that now was a good time to bring it out of retirement. Carlos' injuries were severe, and she would do anything to save him.