See The Light 💜✨

iii.

I decided the only way to face the current situation I was facing was to just go along with the girl's plan.

Go to Carlos's, whoever that was, party and see Evie...whoever that was, too.

I walked out of the bedroom, finding my way into a huge living room area with two non-matching couches, one bright yellow with brown stains that I hoped wasn't what I was thinking on it and the other dark pink with torn off button holes. A giant, generic wicker rug sprawled on the floor underneath them.

There was no source of lights anywhere, just multiple holes in the walls just like the ones in the other room.

"Hey, where's the cups?" I heard the girl yell from the room next to me. I entered the room and peaked around at a cluttered kitchen that, to the eye, looked like a hurricane had demolished it.

"Or, better yet," I see the girl grabbing some golden chalices from the table but I could tell from the way they bent that they weren't real gold,"do you have any lamps? Like the ones with the genies that pop out of them?"

I blinked and stared at her with blatant confusion, making her looked even more irritated,"Not really talkative today, I see."

I opened my mouth to say something but I realized I didn't know what to say. What was I going to say?

'Hey, my name is Willie and I don't know why you're calling me "Jay" but it's kinda weird and, also, where am I?'.

Yeah, no.

Instead, I just kinda looked around in cabinets for lamps. I still wasn't sure what kind of lamps she had been talking about but from the lack of table and floor lamps in the living room, it wasn't those kind.
I eventually found a tarnished, silver looking teapot thing.

"Uh, is this-?"

"Yes," she yanked it out of my hands and walked over to the sink and turned it on, only for a small, dirt infested drip to be coming from it,"See, not so useless after all, huh?"

"Uh, I guess not."

"You're saying "uh" a lot today. Tongue tied or did you not wake up until after I got here?"

I shrugged, not really sure if she was here before I woke up.

"Well, put your beanie on before we leave. You look weird without it."

•

One Month Later

I had come to realize I'd never get out of here. Where was here though? The Isle of The Lost, a place in a universe where everyone is either the hero or villain of multiple stories that happened over multiple years. The Isle was where the villains dwelled..Auradon was where the heroes and royalty prospered.

It took me a little over two weeks to figure out what the stories were without making everyone think I was stupid.

I found out everyone thought I was the son of a guy named Jafar, a villain in a story about a street rag turned sultan, Aladdin. To be honest, I understood completely why Jafar was here but I learned not to say that out loud very quickly.

The girl with purple hair turned out to be Mal, daughter of Maleficent, an evil fairy who put a princess to sleep on her sixteenth birthday because of not being invited to her christening...kinda understood why she was on the Isle too but whatever.

Carlos turned out to be this tiny, measly little dude who was the son of a woman, Cruella, who treated him like a dog..even though she tried to kill one hundred and one puppies before. Definitely deserved to be here.