I do not own The Descendants or the characters. All I own is the plot, the story and any OC that may show up at any point in the story. Mal and the rest of the descendants belong to Melissa De La Cruz, while Maleficent, Cruella, Jafar, Evil Queen, and all other Disney villians and Heroes belong strictly to the World of Walt Disney. Hope you Enjoy and Please review if you want to see more.


Author's Note, this story is not only my own interpetation of Descendants 2, but will also take place after the events of my first Descendant Story Core of Darkness which I highly recomend you read first before reading this one since it will be featuring my own OC character Malice who is Mal's twin brother, along with the possible appearance of Mal, Evie, and Carlos's father's along with Jay's mother. Hope you enjoy reading and as always please review!


Chapter 1 - So Many Ways To Be Wicked

Mal let out a long sigh as she stared out her bedroom window at the deep blue sky which was filled with twinkling stars and the glow of the silver moon which seemed to almost pulse with golden light each time she looked at it and soon became rather bored with it.

"You okay?" Evie asked looking up from her sewing machine at Mal who gave a short nod, but then soon shook her head instead as she sat down on the bed. "I keep thinking that coming here was a big mistake." She said softly.

"How so?" Evie asked turning off her sewing machine then making her way over toward Mal. "Ben doesn't think that way does he?" Mal shook her head. "It's not just about him, because of what my mother did to me, I almost hurt not just Ben, but pretty much everyone here. They all wouldn't be here if it wasn't for me."

Evie sat down on the bed beside Mal and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "I don't believe that, and neither should you." She said softly. "We chose to be good. We chose to not let the lives of our parents define who we are. We chose to be different from them, and that's what you have to keep fighting for."

Mal smiled softly as Evie pulled her into a hug. "Thanks E." She replied as Evie smiled back. "You got it M." She said as she stood up and made a stroll over to her bed and sat down. As Mal laid down on the bed and let her head hit the pillows she soon found her mind beginning to drift off toward her father. Who was he? Since Mal and her brother's birth, their mother hadn't once mentioned him at all. Was he still alive and out there somewhere? As Mal's eyes now began to flutter closed she couldn't stop thinking about her father and what life would be like if her mother wasn't Maleficent.


Back in the boy's room, Carlos found it within himself to avoid sleeping, and as he simply laid there in bed listening to the sounds of Jay snoring in the other bed across from his, he then looked down at Dude who was curled up asleep next to him and gently began to stroke his fur, when a sudden memory seized his mind in which he saw the face of a large dobberman growling and snarling at him. The sudden memory flash caused him to let out a soft gasp and immediatly drew back his hand from Dude's fur.

Carefully he now got out of bed and quietly tip-toed out of the room. He needed to get out of there. He could feel his chest starting to tighten and his breathing beginning to quicken as the signs of a panic attack were starting again, something he hadn't felt ina long time. His hands started to shake and his vision started to blur. His throat felt tight each time he tried to take a breath. "Come on Carlos, calm down." He whispered to himself softly as he carefully made his way down the hallway.

"Going somewhere?" He heard a voice that startled him as he turned around to find none other then the sight of Mal's twin brother Malice staring at him with the same glowing green eyes that matched that of his sister's.

Carlos shook his head, and tried to answer but his voice shook with each word that came tumbling out his mouth. "Couldn't sleep. Just thought I'd go out for a little walk to clear my head." Malice folded his arms across his chest as his glowing green eyes bore into Carlos's brown ones almost as if he was trying to put him under a spell or something.

Carlos immediatly looked away as he felt his hands starting to shake again. There was something about the way Malice was looking at him that suddenly reminded Carlos of his mother, and at that moment another sudden memory began to seize control of his mind again. He could clearly see his mother now standing before him, holding a small dog like whistle in one hand, and what appeared to be a dog leash in the other like a whip. Carlos's eyes darted around wildly as he image of the cruel and sadistic glare in his mother's eyes bore into his.

"You've been naughty it seems huh Carlos?" He could hear his mother's voice inside his head now, and all at once his breathing began to quicken again, and his vision began to blur as the sound of the dog leash cracking in the air like a whip sent shivers of terror down Carlos's spine. "No...No!" Carlos now found himself crying out in terror not even aware that the memory he was seeing was nothing but a hallucination. Malice's eyes flickered in concern as he watched the small boy trembling in absolute fear, and realized something was wrong.


"Carlos? You alright?" Malice asked now strolling over toward the youngest VK. "No! Stop it, I'm sorry!" Carlos was practically hysterical now as he started backing away from the fierce gaze of his mother, but the sound of the whip cracking through the air only caused him more fear, and soon it wasn't just his hands that were shaking but now his entire body. Malice could see the look of terror etched on Carlos's face, but couldn't see what it was he was terrified of. Sweat began to pour down Carlos's face as he began to pant heavily from lack of being able to breathe. The next thing he saw was his mother raising the dog leash into the air then whipping it down onto his body.

"Carlos, snap out of it!" He yelled out his voice rising above a whisper, but Carlos didn't seem to be listening and as Malice looked down just in time to see Carlos about to tumble bacward down the flight of stairs. "Carlos!" He cried out as he ran toward him to stop him, but it was too late.

"Ahhh!" Carlos screamed out as pain flared all over his body, and tears stung in his eyes as he started begging now. "Please! stop it, I promise I'll do better. Mom please stop!" Malice's eyes looked around just as sevearl other faces of other AK kids began poking their heads out of their rooms due to the sound of the commotion. "Carlos!" Just then the sound of Jay's voice broke through the silence as he leaped his way over the banister and landed on his feet.

Jay's silvery eyes bore with anger as he glared from Carlos's trembling form writhing in both fear and agony then toward Malice. "What did you do to him?" He asked with a slight growl as Malice shook his head. 'It's not me." He said softly, but the son of Jafar didn't seem to buy it as he made a grab for Malice's shirt and dragged him to his feet. "What did you do to Carlos?!" He roared out in anger.

"I'm telling you, I don't know what you're talking about!" Malice roared back as his own surge of anger rushed through him. His eyes glowed menacingly toward Jay who just stood his ground and didn't say anything. "Guys enough!" The voice belonging to Mal broke the silence between the two boys much to Jay's dismay. "Jay let him go." Mal ordered softly. "We need to figure out what's going on with Carlos."

Jay let out a soft growl of irritation as he let go of Malice's shirt and turned his attention now to his best friend who was still writhing around in obvious bouts of pain. "Carlos, hey it's Jay. Wake up." He said softly as he got down on one knee beside Carlos and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

Carlos moaned in pain as he continued to writhe around on the ground moaning which soon started to turn to tiny dog like whimpers like a dog. "Carlos!" This time Jay yelled out his best friend's name hoping to startle him awake, which suddenly to his surprise worked as the fourteen-year-old jolted awake screaming, as his brown eyes darted around the room wildly. his whimpers now turned frantically to almost barking cries as his breathing began to escalate.

Turning his head toward the girls along with Malice, the look in Jay's eyes told them that something wasn't right. Something had happened to Carlos on the Island. Something more tragic then any of the children could ever understand. "Carlos, easy it's Jay, it's okay." Jay replied calmly placing a hand on Carlos's shoulder to calm him. Carlos's eyes calmed and his breathing began to even out back to normal as he now realised what was going on, and the last thing he uttered wasn't the names of his best friends, but instead all that came out was almost in a child-like manner as if Carlos himself had suddenly reverted back in time "Just let me sleep..." He whispered softly. "Let me never wake up again..." And with that Carlos's world began to grow black, as Mal, Evie, and Jay all watched as their longtime friend passed out.


TOO BE CONTINUED...Poor Carlos! Will Mal, Evie, and Jay be able to help him through this? Just what exactly is Cruella really capable of? stay tuned for more to find out more. Hope you Enjoyed and as Always Please Review!