The whole Isle were standing in the market. Even Ursula was there and she hated leaving her pool. Virgil, Janus and Remus, the stars of this silent show, were standing there, waiting. They only held drawstring bags, not needing anymore. No one spoke at all, standing so still that even a statue would look more animated than them. Maleficent broke the silence with an impatient growl and any commoner in the radius of five feet scurried back instantly.

That's when the large black car pulled in. It was sleek and shiny, a beautiful vessel that made every villain gasp. Remus smirked, trying to swallow a cackle. His attempts failed and he snickered rudely. Virgil scoffed at the older boys' amusement, despite smirking himself. The juxtaposition was so starkly obvious and it made the rest of the crowd burst in hysterics.

The driver was in a posh white suit and he got out fearfully to be surrounded by insane laughter. He looked terrified and Janus smirked. He sauntered over, smiling venomously.

"You're our chauffeur, skank?" He leered. The driver nodded, eyes already brimming with tears. "Then get us to Auradon before we kill you!"

The driver whimpered and Remus piped up. "Don't worry," He said comfortingly, "We'll only tear of your arms and peel off your skin! While your alive, of course." Virgil cackled.

"Y-Yes, sirs. P-Please get in." The driver said, probably on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Virgil shouldered past him to the front of the car and looked at the smooth bonnet. There wasn't a single scratch on it, a beautiful, silver trinket or King Beast sitting on the top. He thought for a moment and then grew his hand into a claw. He scratched off the King's' face smoothly, leaving monstrous tears in the silver.

Remus gasped. "We're allowed to vandalise the car?"

"No, Remus, Virgil just had to fix something," Janus smirked as Virgil walked back to them, hissing at the driver. The driver cringed back, tears beginning to fall as the crowd jeered. "We'll get in now."

The half-genie beckoned for his friends as he climbed into the back of the limousine. Remus jumped in after him and Virgil paused, making eye contact with his mother. Her eyes flashed green and his flashed purple. Then he stepped into the vehicle.

"Wh-When we cross the barrier," Stuttered the driver as he kicked the car into action, "Any of you with magic abilities may feel an odd sensation of power returning. Please don't use any in here or we're a-all going to die."

"Oh, don't worry, I'm the only one who tries to kill us and I don't have enough magic for that!" Remus shrugged, grinning. Janus and Virgil laughed as the driver shot them a horrified look in the rear-view mirror.

Taking twists and turns down the winding alleyways of the Isle, they reached a crumbling bridge that ran straight into the barrier.

Virgil froze. "Wh-What are you doing?"

"You driving straight for that bridge, are you trying  to kill us?" Yelled Janus, pulling back and scrambling over seats to try to get away.

The car ran for the crumbling bridge and the three boys in the back started screaming. That's when the man pressed a button on the dashboard and the barrier stopped shining. The car drove forwards and suddenly was caught on a bridge that just materialised there. It was odd and glistening, a pastel rainbow that stretched across the ground. The barrier closed off behind them and the three stopped screaming.

And then Virgil started screaming again. His eyes were a vibrant and venomous purple and his teeth were growing like fangs. His body was suddenly coated in a shivering blanket of purple mist. The young boy thrashed around in his seat, kicking out as he screamed.

"Virgil!" Yelled Remus, reaching for the small boy and then Janus began to scream. His was more unearthly, skin turning a full, ghostly yellow. Remus turned to look at the back of the driver's' head. "What are you doing to them?!"

The chauffeur shook his head vigorously. "This isn't me, it's their magic returning! They're obviously powerful if this is how they are reacting!"

Janus's' cry turned to a yowl of an injured animal, a golden lamp forming in his lap. Virgil's' scream turned to a deadly roar and Remus tried desperately to snap them out of this phase.

The shrieks of pain continued for at least a minute before the two stopped at the same time. Janus looked at the lamp in his lap. "What?"

"Ah, so you're Jafar's' son. Because you are a half-genie, in Auradon, you'll get your lamp. You never had one on the Isle because they formed magically. Now, you can never let anyone you don't trust touch this lamp or they'll try to use you for it." Explained the driver, seeming a lot calmer now his passengers had stopped screaming like Satan.

"Does this mean I'll only be able to grant three wishes? A-And I'm trapped?" Janus asked, inspecting the lamp.

The driver glanced at the half-genie through the mirror. "No, you won't be trapped. You're a half-genie. And you are supposed to grant three wishes now you're in Auradon, but I'm sure you were doing that earlier." Janus tried to hide his smirk by ducking his head.

Virgil blinked away the final purple flecks from his serpent-green eyes. "What happened to me, then?"

"Because you're the son of a sorceress," Virgil flinched, "You had all her magic flood into you. SHe left all her magic here and now you've picked it up. You can now be one of the most powerful sorcerers alive if you learn to control your magic."

Virgil frowned. "I thought sorcery was really, really evil."

The chauffeur glanced at him with concern. "Sorcery is the source of all magic. It's amazing and wonderous! The Fairy God-mother is a sorceress herself! All fairies are..."

The three boys stared at each other and then turned back to the Isle. Damn, they really wanted to be back home.

.:*:.

She felt them go. She felt him take her magic. She felt the connection, his uncertainty, his dear, his anxiety and his discomfort. She felt his voice and the presence of a foe.

She felt her son's' mind and she was ready to exploit it.