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It's been two years since I landed in the Isle of the Lost, usually people don't come or go but I was clearly an outlier to this rule. It happened when I was 13, I had just finished watching the third Disney's Descendants movie, I go to bed and next thing I know I'm in some abandoned warehouse on the isle. I stayed there for a few days, only leaving to grab food from some stalls nearby, I knew enough about the movies to realise where I was. Where I was stuck. I didn't exactly look the part of a villain kid with my clothes that didn't look like they could be found anywhere here, or even in Auradon.
Eventually I started to venture out of my shelter more, usually to steal bits and pieces as well as watching the other kids, trying to figure out how to act and fit in. I like to think I was doing a pretty good job.
It was Mal who found me first, her and the others must have been running from someone, they were probably caught stealing or causing trouble. Most of the people on this isle just want to live their lives, all they did was get caught up in the wrong person. I guess it doesn't matter now, they aren't exactly about to get to leave.
Anyway, it was Mal who found me squatting before calling the others round.
'Who are you?' She asked me, she looked quite affronted. It was quite funny looking back, she must have thought she knew everyone or was at least shocked to find me in the unexpected places. There was a reason the warehouse was abandoned after all.
'Emily' was the only answer I provided, 'Emily Long.'
'Again, who are you? Like who's child are you? Why are you here?'
I remember having to come up with answers on the spot, I hope I made a good story but it doesn’t matter now, I'm sticking to it. 'No one important I guess, Shan Yu is my father but he doesn't know I exist. My mother raised me, she was just a servant to Madam Medusa but got locked up with the rest. She died a few days ago.'
Mal and the others decided to stick around for a bit after that, they took me in to their little gang. They taught me how to survive properly instead of just hiding out until I got hungry. It took a few weeks but once I proved that I wasn't a spy for the pirates they let me stay in their hideout, they got me a matress and blankets instead of a sleeping bag.
Everyone saw me as the baby of the group, even Carlos was older than me. I had just turned 15, Carlos was 16, Evie and Mal were both 17 while Jay was 18. The only people who knew I existed was their allies and their parents, I guess it was their way of trying to protect me, to make sure all of the people who followed them knew I was off limits when it came to looting and mugging. Their parents knew of me because they found us trying to climb Maleficent's castle when we thought they were out. I passed inspection when I made up some cruel things I had supposedly done before my mum apparently passed away, it was enough for Maleficent not to dig into my past which meant that the others didn't care. Maleficent moved me out of the hideout when she realised I was staying there.
Its been two years and I still live with Mal and her mother, I can't say I love it here but I have the best friends. They try to make sure I don't take the hits when we get in trouble. I feel bad but I can't stop them, its four against one.
Its been two years and we just got an invitation to go to Auradon Prep.