Jay

There were reasons that the Isle had been bound to have no magic. But more and more things had been letting bits of magic inside the dome. And little by little the villains there had been finding and hoarding that magic. Maleficent and her Dragon Eye scepter, Cruella, Jafar, and EQ finding the catacombs, Uma and the necklace and trident... Even some of the others were finding this new energy, like the foundation of the dark net now that some small amount of Wifi was trickling in.

But the concern at the moment was that Ursula had managed a horrid new spell. Not that anyone knew yet that it was her. Or what had really happened.

Just, one minute the VKs, including Jordan were chilling out on the quad at Auderon, Maleficent was imprisoned, life was more or less good, and then suddenly....


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For Aladdin... well... he was dragged back from who he had become to who he once was, sure as Jafar showing Ali's secrets, except this time Aladdin's memories were reverted, not just his wardrobe. So one moment Abu was helping him escape and then...

This... was not the palace. This wasn't even Agrabah. For one thing it was way too humid. The air was downright damp. For another, even the worst areas of Agrabah looked clean and in good repair compared to this place. There were buildings shoved together as though they were fighting for space. The palace was gone but... there was a castle of a different sort behind him. Dark stone that seemed almost... glowing. The crenulations were pointed at the peaks rather than flat. It had far more arrow slits than windows and there was something dark and... off... about it. Also, while there were chips and dings here and there and the occasional missing brick, it was in better repair than the buildings huddled everywhere else, and it was the only set of surfaces not covered in graffiti.

Across from the castle, the direction he would have been facing when he arrived was a ramshackle stone hut of a building. One badly broken side was covered in a beautiful bit of graffiti that no one seemed to have dared to paint over.

The main sign on the building, which was vandalized, read "The Slop Shop" and as there was a huge chunk of wall missing - hard to tell if it was by design and meant to be a door or window or if it was by decay - he could see weird creatures, Maleficent's goblins, serving rotten looking food and foul smelling drinks to the ragtag group inside. None of whom looked like an easy mark. The other buildings around were even worse.

Two figures were hiding in the shadow of the building, having a whispered conversation that would carry, as all conversations people try to keep quiet tend to. One was in black, white, and red leather with white hair that showed black roots. The other was in a sleeveless leather jacket in many colors, his long dark hair pouring out from under a beanie.

"We can't be back here? Why are we back here?" the black and white boy, who was clearly younger, whispered, voice cracking in panic.

"Calm down. We'll figure it out. And how to get back...." the long haired one trailed off, seeing Aladdin. "What is Aziz doing here?" he hissed.

"What are any of us doing here?" the first one shot back.

"Shut up. We have to get him off the streets before dad sees him, c'mon." He pushed off from the wall and headed right for Aladdin.