You were another VK —villain's kid— at the Isle of the Lost, across from the sea that separated your isle from Auradon —the land of the sons and daughters of the heroes, princes and princeses from the fairytales—.

You lived in the south coast of the Isle, where all the ports —with boats and ships ancled— were at. All the sailing villains of the fairytales lived there; pirates, deputies, captains, you name it. That's were the big sea community was located, boats next to boats, ships with planks that connected them to other ships.

You were 'friends' with Uma, the daughter of Ursula —she was the firm leader of the group—, Harry Hook, the only son of Captain Hook, and Gil, who was the son of Gaston and a total himbo by the way. Then it was you, the daughter of Jack Sparrow, who served as the dangerously charming and alluring femme fatale co-leader. The one who always got the great deals for the group thanks to your looks.

The Isle of the Lost wasn't that bad, apart from all the thiefs and dangers. It was a society full of egocentric, selfish, and narcissisitc villains that only cared about themselves. But you liked it there, everyone was too busy minding their own bussiness to care less about the fact that you were in a throuple with your three friends. A —surprisingly— very functional and stable poly relationship.

Today was a calm evening in the middle of winter, you were chilling on your hammock inside your quarters. Your father's ship swaying with the waves. Uma, your girlfriend, was busy working in her mother's restaurant to hang out today.

You were calm until your other two partners, Harry and Gil, bursted through the door in a race to see who would get to you first.

"babe!" Gil exclaimed excitedly with a big goofy girn on his face. His dirty blonde hair falling on his shoulders.

However, Harry rolled his eyes dramatically and used his hook to catch Gil's shirt and stop him. "why hello there, treasure" Harry purred with a smirk as he finally freed his himbo boyfriend.