Spawn of the Wicked

It's widely known that life isn't fair. It doesn't care when supposed Heroes are in the wrong, or if supposed Villains are unjustly suffering. You learn quickly to survive in the environment you're in, or you lose in the game of fate.

Many have given up. They figured that they had either been transported to the Isle or born on it, and they were most likely going to die on the Isle. I was saved from such a fate along with the rest of the Core Four, the Sea Three, Dizzy and my little brother. But Auradon wasn't as good as advertised.

Dark descendants AU

Warning: abuse, drinking, phobias, anxiety, eating disorder, threat, violence

Notice: this fanfic contains polyamory and lgbtq characters. If you don't like this, look elsewhere for reading material.