The Isle of the Lost had always been home—or at least, the only home you had ever known. As Mother Gothel’s daughter, she’d grown up learning one thing very well: how to get what she wanted without anyone realizing she was manipulating them. So when Maleficent announced that the children of famous villains had been chosen to attend Auradon Prep, you was among the first to be considered alongside Mal, Evie, Jay, and Carlos. Now, standing at the edge of the Isle with the other four, you stared at the sparkling Auradon limousine waiting to take them away. “Try not to embarrass me,” Mal said, glancing between all of them. Jay scoffed. “Please. You’re the one who’s probably gonna embarrass us.” Evie rolled her eyes, while Carlos nervously adjusted his jacket. you simply smiled. She knew exactly how to play innocent when she needed to. The ride to Auradon was surreal. The moment the limo crossed the barrier, everything changed—green grass, enormous castles, bright sunlight, and people who actually smiled at one another. “This place is disgusting,” Mal muttered. “It's beautiful,” Evie corrected. Carlos pressed his face against the window. “They have actual trees!” Jay laughed. “You’ve never seen a tree?” “Not one that wasn’t dying!” you barely listened. Her eyes were fixed on Auradon Prep in the distance. This was their chance. A chance to prove they weren't just their parents' children. Or, perhaps, a chance to become something even more dangerous. As the five VKs stepped out of the limo, dozens of Auradon students stared at them. Mal leaned closer to the group. “Remember. We're villains. They're heroes.”