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Not all that long ago, all the villains from all the lands were rounded up and banished to an island. On the island the villains could do the hero no more. They had no magic, no enemies to fight, and no way off the little piece of shitty land that they were now forced to call home.
The soon (appropriately) named 'Isle of the Lost' was soon forgotten by the people of Auradon and it's governed nations, instead it just became a shadow hidden by the bright new day dawning with possibilities in Auradon. The self proclaimed heros chose to ignore the whispers about children being born to some of the most heinous people in the world, and instead they focus on their own golden children.
Because everyone even the worst villains in history love their children, don't they?
Ula often found herself asking herself that very question.
Did villains love their children, or more importantly does her mother love her?
It had accrued to the child of only five, that she shouldn't have to worry about something so tedious at her age. One way or another she should already know the answer. For all the girl knew maybe she did know that answer (and just didn't want to admit it), her teacher Yen Sid always liked to mention how intelligence she was for someone so young after all.
Once Maleficent had said , "Ursula tiny squid of a daughter, Ula. She needs to act her age before someone decides to hurt her for being too smart.' It gave Ula a strange sense of pride to be recognized for her intelligence by some of the wickedest people to ever walk the earth.
So instead of wondering about her mother's love, the girl kept pushing on with trying to survive all on her own. No matter how hard it seemed at times.
'Besides' She always had to remind herself. 'This is the Isle of the lost, it's a crappy home but it's my crappy home none the less. It's not a place for weakness like love.”
Yet Ula could tell she was different from the other Descendants, she didn't want revenge on the people who had sealed her fate by making the Isle. No that was to low and easy and in her opinion the older villain's job. Instead she wanted revenge on the future generation that was growing with her because hurting them would destroy their parents.
She hoped to see all the future Prince and Princesses fall before her, feeling the same sickening pain people from the Isle were forced to face everyday. Her long(er) term goal was to kick the ass of whoever decided the fate of them all, so unfairly might she add, and decided to set things in stone.
Carlos was in a similar boat as Ula in the mother department. Cruella wasn't considered by most people completely there in the head, at least not after her billion dollar company, she had made from nothing, was seized from her.
Cruella didn't love Carlos, at least no like a mother should.
Knowing and accepting the truth made the seven year old Carlos bitter and wanting revenge. On who he didn't truly know, all he did know was that he wanted to harm whoever or whatever made him unlovable.
He also wouldn't mind making a spotted fur coat one day.
All his problems in someway seemed to lead back to those stupid puppy dalmatians anyways. Beside the world really wouldn't miss a few less filthy animals, especially when the nights on the isle were so cold.
Carlos in the words of others was, 'The crazy coat ladies kid, yes the one who is obsessed with black spots. He's all there, but a little too smart for everyone's own good. Someone will do him off before anyone knows his true potential.'
At first they had been two completely different entities, with two separate and unique goals that didn't involve each other. Ula and Carlos had only faintly heard of each other, and to be completely honest weren't impressed by each other's reputation.
On the Isle it was best to stand by yourself, because everyone else was just a moment away from stabbing you in the back. Family was forced on you, friends were fake, and allies were just waiting for the right moment to turn on you.
So the two made sure to stay out of the way other each others.
The isle only had enough room for one genius, so as far as they concerned himself they were competition.
That is until Yen Sid decided it was time for them to become friends. He had asked (Demanded) the two to stay after one day to talk. Neither were really that happy to meet, until they realized their intelligence wasn't the only thing they had in common.
They both had goals...advanced for the age.
Set on a path of evil.
They didn't need (or want) Family, friends, or Allies.
What they needed (and wanted) was a blood gang,
Blood gangs weren't uncommon, at least not with the older kids of the Isle. A blood Gang was an agreement of sort, one you sign in your own blood, to be with each other. It was the Isle's version of dating (or even some kind of platonic relationship) in away, how two people 'clammed' each other. Letting people know if you messed with one, you were messing with the other.
Needless to say not many Blood Gangs lasted longer than a year. It was also how most kids on the isle came to be. Yet having each other, seemed a little too good to be true, Carlos and Ula could tell. They'd never had someone so...loyal
Still they were okay with ignoring their better judgment, if that meant they'd have someone (even if only for a while).
It was a day both gained a partner, it was also a day Yen Sid always seemed to regretted afterward. Always muttering something about making a monster.