Rise of the Forgotten (Closed to New Members)

“Raf Maldonia, Shimmy Malarkey, and Kassi Robinson,” Billy called for as she progressively walked towards the ship’s opening onto land. Multiple times of course, in the event any of them happened to be on her way there or needed to hear their names multiple times in order to realize she was calling for them. The chimes of Maggie and Komboa could be heard through the ship, and thus Billy was hoping that meant for some semblance of hope that the three she’d be left with would hear her.

She was less enthusiastic to wait around for everyone to realize what was going on and to set up and prepare for the expeditions. Get your stuff (in her case a backpack filled with necessities best she could without taking up too much room and a fox keeping status around her legs like normal- thank god for Que), get ready to move, they were on a mission now. From the moment they stepped aboard they committed and turning back now was likely the only chance they’d get at turning back.

She wished she could take that chance up.

It wasn’t the point. She needed the group here so she could explain to them what they were doing. And thank god they arrived sooner than later. The moment she had all three transfer students in front of her she started on their group assignment.

“In a moment here, we’re going to be officially stepping onto the Isle. We’re separated into three groups of four, each assigned with a different task. Don’t worry, we’ll all be meeting back up again soon. But we have a job in the meantime,” Billy started, “We’re looking for the Scar, acclaimed king of the Isle.” Acclaimed meaning considering him to be anywhere equal to even the likes of people like Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, etc. was absurd. The only royalty he was related to was a line that had disowned him.

It was besides the point at any rate. She began to move out of the ship, beckoning the three to follow her onto the Isle. “Along with him, we need to check in with the Auradon informant Yen Sid as well.” Assuming the old man hadn’t been corrupted by twenty years on an Isle with people who were considered evil and cruel. She heard plenty about that already. Inform Yen Sid they were there, but trust him no further. Could be corrupt at this point and for some reason Auradon’s king drew the line at this of all things.

“Now. We have one issue,” Billy said, “We have no idea where Scar nor Yen Sid might be. Any ideas?” Because that was the genuine issue. Forget kings who had no right to the title, forget wizards who may or may not have turned sides. It didn’t matter if they didn’t know where to find them in the first place. Next time, if someone could make a base map of the place? That’d be nice.

Chillaxing, relaxing, waiting for news to arrive. Honestly, Silver was just chilling on one of the cots in the general area. Those people in command could go and focus on what they needed to and Silver? Silver was willing to do what he was told. For the most part. But he didn’t really care for the politics of this. There wasn’t much point of him to. He was a part of this expedition as- well nothing really. He fit into one the random extra kids tossed in. Not even a role, mostly because they were there to do the odd tasks and whatever.

He wasn’t concerned. He was excited to meet the kids living here though. That was going to be fun. Sure, he didn’t know if they were violent, nice, chill, sad, or whatever. But they were new. New was fun and exciting. New meant ideas Silver hadn’t heard of before. Sure, he wouldn’t call himself a philosopher or anything, but Silver loved hearing about things he hadn’t considered.

Royalty, expecting themselves to be higher based on Gods or family ruling for generations, that was fascinating. It made no sense to anyone else, but if it wasn’t interesting to listen to. People with magic generally had a sense of superiority and bitterness since others pushed them down for their natural talents. Animals had their own categories even. The purebreds as Silver would consider them, animals that had parents who stuck to the status quo and kept their children a singular being had different ideas than those like Silver’s parents. No one expected a goat and a tiger to get together at any rate. It was weird, led to a kid that could potentially question their identity. Silver didn’t. No reason to. Then! You had kids made from inanimate objects or games- which was even more absurd than the animals, Silver believed. There were countless more groups Silver could go off about. So many different people and so many different opinions.

Adding a bunch of villains to the list of points of view? And their kids who grew up with them? Biggest gift ever to the goatiger. Was it wise to go and start interviewing either? Probably not. Was he going to? Ab-so-lute-ly. Duh? That was obvious.

Don’t get him wrong either, he loved chilling here, but the moment that the red-headed, scottish, kinda hard to understand if you weren’t really listening to her, royal gal that was Maggie Dunbroch called his name under the suggestion they’d be leaving the ship, he was hyped. He sorta stumbled out of the cot and, no matter what anyone would tell you otherwise, he did not fall face flat into the ground of the ship first.

Stumbling upwards, he made a move to go and salute the girl currently in charge of the room with a fanged little grin. “Mission you say? Bout time we got to the fun stuff!” Silver cackled out.

The only thing Raf had on his person was his guitar, currently strapped around his back. He didn't think anything else was necessary. In fact, he didn't even know why he was being taken on this mission. Raf was here as an extra body, specifically: a body to protect Eddie. He wasn't about to let his best friend venture into the unknown alone. The kid had spent every second since docking, out adventuring alone, but Raf had been asleep. He was not accountable for things that happened while he was napping. Eddie knew this and decided to go out anyways. He had taken the dogs, at least. He had extra protection. 

Speaking of the little rascals, Raf whistled and Dipper came running to him. If his friend noticed his dog had run off, Eddie didn't give any sign of it. He would figure it out eventually, that he had ended up with one less dog. The three smallest were currently lagging behind him and Caddie, content to play on the beach. This was why he hadn't brought Charlie to the Isle, though. He didn't want to be taking care of his own dog and Eddie's horde. 

"I agree with Kassi!" Raf put in, very helpfully. He wasn't even looking up at the group, just giving Dipper attention. He was still listening to what the girls were saying, but Dipper seemed attention starved. "I would rather we didn't waste all day trying to find out where these old geezers are on our own. We don't know this place." If Billy wouldn't ask because she was prideful or anxious—he didn't know her that well—Raf would do it happily. 

Raf had to laugh at Kassi's impression then added his own, fairly bad impression of a alien with, "We come in peace!" He flipped her a peace sign as well, for added effect. If wasn't a bad comparison, if you thought about it. This Isle was like it's own world. It was obviously nothing like Auradon. They really were aliens in this place. Raf grinned at the thought, because he would totally make a great alien. He wouldn't invade anyone's body. He would be an alien like Superman or something. Just out there living life. 

A mismatched pair of green and brown eyes narrowed as Shimmy glared across the room at a spider on the wall. "If you go anywhere closer to my bag, I will fight," he threatened. The small boy watched it for a moment longer before he heard a voice call out for him... and Kassi and Raf? Well, Shimmy hasn't spent much time with them before, but he was never against making new friends.

Jumping to his feet, Shimmy ran to where he heard the voice come from and he attempted to salute Billy, but ended up somehow managing to punch himself in the face. The smile never left his face as he shook the punch away and smoothed down his brown and green hair. "Reporting for duty, Commander Captain Billy."

"Yeah, Kassi has some good ideas here," Shimmy agreed, looking between Raf and Kassi and then back at Billy. "So, are we gonna have to intimidate anyone? We video game kids have a little bit of a reputation for fighting," he said, crossing his arms and trying to look tough, despite not standing taller than... well, most kids his age. The Sugar Rush kids were known for their rather short stature. Still, that did not mean that they weren't ready to throw down at any moment. Especially with him and Hana on the transfer ship.

Kassi and Raf had already taken all of the good alien lines, so Shimmy frowned and thought for a moment. "Alien noises," he said, and then looked between Kassi and Raf as if he had made a VERY important contribution to the conversation.  

At the sound of Collie's mom voice, Cliff shook his head. She already wasn't resting, and Cliff was still figuring out how he could win that argument when this whole thing started. Of course his siblings couldn't keep out of trouble when he needed them to. In their defense, they never stayed out of trouble and the wouldn't have any way of knowing that he needed them to stay out of trouble while he worked on getting Collie settled down.

Unfortunately, their behavior still annoyed him.

"Collie, ignore trying to scold Cheri for a second and get me some sort of bandage, please." Cliff whined, because the sight of the blood was starting to get to him and he would like to go back to a time where he didn't need to see that. In fact, he would like to go back thirty seconds where he didn't have a cut in his foot. That would be even better. Plus, it meant that no one would be trying to kill Cheri. If it wasn't for the pain, Cliff would be doing more to protect her. 

He was pretty sure that Cheri was trying to escape anyways. Out of the triplets, she was the most stubborn. From her scream, it meant that she wasn't planning for this to happen. But it did happen, and if Cliff wasn't currently bleeding, he would be dealing with the wolf himself. Actually, she might be the perfect person to ask. Collie seemed to be fixating on Cheri, not him. He needed help. "Cheri! Bandage! Now!" There was a thud from the bedroom and a low whine, but it meant that she was coming to help him. 

When she came down, her head was held low. Cheri couldn't meet his eyes, let alone Collie's. She was tense, he could tell by her body language. Her arms were covering her chest, and one hand was gripping her arm while the other held out a ripped piece of cloth. "Thank you," Cliff said softly, trying to get her to settle. She was still a kid, and it's not like she had meant to do this. He carefully unstuck the knife from the stairs and held it out for her, "Put this back where it belongs," He jerked his head towards the sheath attached to her belt loop. Cheri still didn't look up at him, obviously scared of the trouble she was about to be in. 

Hana had actually just gotten off the phone with Alexander when she had heard Maggie calling her. She had wanted to update the prince that they had arrived, and Billy, Maggie, Komboa, and Eddie were having a meeting before they all exited the ship. Plus, if she was being honest, talking to him made her feel happy. Sure, she had Shimmy and Alicio on the trip with her and she was friends with them both, but it was still hard to be there without her family - especially without her twin. Talking to Alexander just seemed to help with all of that.

Hearing Maggie call her, Hana slipped the cell phone in her pocket. She had to keep it safe. She didn't know what they'd be facing out there, but having it on her was better than having it sitting out on her cot where anyone could take it if they pleased. No, she wouldn't screw this up like she had screwed plenty of stuff up before.

So hearing Maggie's voice, Hana shoved the phone into her pocket and trotted out to where the much taller and more intimidating girl waited.

See, Hana knew how to fight and she was strong, but she didn't exactly look intimidating. She was shorter than most of her classmates, except for a few of the Sugar Rush kids, and didn't appear strong. At least her real life appearance - the one with black hair and a missing eye - helped her to look somewhat tough. If she did what most of the Sugar Rush kids and kept her racing appearance, nobody would take her seriously. It was hard enough for that already - she didn't need rainbow sherbet hair to make it even harder for her to get the respect she needed.

She was kinda disappointed to see that Alicio would be going with Komboa and Shimmy would be going with Billy. They were the only people she had come with that she was friends with beforehand and she didn't truly know much about Maggie, Mac, or Silver. She could only hope that they would be somewhat decent people.  

Commander Captain Billy. Not what she expecting to be addressed as… well, she wasn’t exactly expecting to be addressed at all in any specific way. Best not to acknowledge it at the moment and continue on.

Asking someone would be the best route to go. Under the idea that any random stranger might know where to find either person, which she supposed wasn’t all that unlikely. When comparing with Beast, there was a general awareness on where he could be found. He lived in a certain place, though the issue would be catching him at the right time. Billy sorta doubted that either Scar or Yen Sid were busy making political deals or off being seen as a respectable person to the public… given the lack of politics the Isle seemed it would have or the public being made of un-respectable people. She supposed that would mean if Scar did do press stuff, he’d be trying to be as un-respectable as possible? However respectable Scar was didn’t really matter at the moment though.

Finding him was, and Kassi made a well point that spending the entire day trying to sort out where they were wasn’t the best use of time. It was also a good consensus of the group as well, which meant there was no point not to do that.

Of course, she would have favored the lack of alien impersonations. All three of them actually joined into the joke in some capacity, which wasn’t exactly something Billy was expecting. She was rather concerned if this was just the kind of conversations going to occur on the trip. At very least, she had the other 3/4ths of the group in a hope they wouldn’t start off on topics aside from the point and goal.

“No!” Billy snapped rather quickly and perhaps a bit harshly at the suggestion of intimidation offered by Shimmy. Breathing in, she corrected herself, “No, no intimidation. We aren’t looking to fight, so we won’t start any fights, alright? No matter how much you’re familiar with fighting.”

It was a concept Billy was rather familiar with given the way one of her younger brothers was approached again and again and again for fights once he started dating one of their own. She couldn’t really say she was fond of any of the racers who did so, no matter if it was in an attempt to defend Hono or not, but it was rather undeserved of. Threatening him in the case he did hurt her? That was fine, that was protective, that was making him aware of the consequences. Immediately jumping from nowhere to fight him was far less okay.

Much to say, Billy was currently on the route to try and avoid as many fights as possible in this place. It would ruin quite a bit if the transfers were to goad the Isle kids into being aggressive during their stay. It made it technically unfair for the Isle kids… ”See if you can manage to find as many reasons to not bring that scum over. See if you can manage that, okay?” It left a bad taste in her mouth. She may not like the Isle kids, but she wasn’t going to sabotage them.

“Then, the first person we se-” Billy was interrupted by a screech of surprise. It was her screech of surprise. It was also her flailing hand that hit the stranger popping up behind her in her jump to try and figure out who he was and where he had come from. She did not enjoy that one bit.

He was holding his hand out to her now, and it took her a moment to at least process that. Political, polite, she could do this. She in-took a breath and grabbed his hand to shake. Fausto Facilier. She could assume he had some relation, likely a son in specific, to Dr. Facilier, a conman witch doctor who went onto a dark and slippery slope before having been killed by what’s acclaimed to be his ‘friends on the other side.’ Of course, he was brought back to life and promptly moved to the Isle due to causes of dark magic and having attacked Tiana and Naveen. Billy took a slight glance at Raf to judge his reaction in the case he realized it as well. She couldn’t exactly fathom meeting the children of those who wronged your parents and taking it very well at first…

“Fausto Facilier, it’s a… pleasure to make your acquaintance,” Billy greeted, hesitating at the idea that it would genuinely be a pleasure. Aside from coming out of nowhere and an extreme forwardness, as well as what Billy might assume would be eavesdropping, he didn’t seem to be aggressive or looking for an immediate fight. It didn’t really take away other possible threats that could come from him, but at the moment he seemed… safe. As safe as an Isle kid could be, she supposed.

Returning the gesture, she introduced herself, “My name is Billy Bête. With me is Kassi Robinson, Shimmy Malarkey, and Raf Maldonia,” and with each name she gestured towards each person in the group. “Thank you for the… warm welcome, I suppose.”

She paused for a moment as he asked a little closer into their business. After contemplating for as long as she could without seeming impolite, she figured honesty here wouldn’t hurt. “Inform them of our arrival on the Isle, seeing as they are the leaders of the Isle, no?” From what she knew, those were the only two even informed that the transfers were being sent over. Therefore, it was best to inform they were here now. Knowing someone was coming into your land was one thing, but them coming in and promptly ignoring to genuinely inform you they were there was another. It was more disrespectful and more likely to anger someone. That was also the reason she added in the latter part. Misinformation was easy to find. “Can you lead us to them?”

While Shimmy was speaking, Raf was still making weird alien motions. Except, he was dancing more like a robot than an alien. How did Aliens dance? It's not like Raf could just ask one. The few aliens actually on Auradon were weird. Stitch mostly just picked his nose with his tongue. Insanely, he does try to do this at the thought of it. Because the human anatomy does not allow this sort of action, Raf didn't even come close to succeeding. His tongue just wiggled in the area between his lip and his nose. 

Then the strange Isle kid appeared. Raf was fine, he didn't jump at the interruption. 

But when Fausto Facilier introduced himself, Raf had an out of body experience. Seriously, his soul left his body. There was no other explanation for the first minute of absolute nothingness. He couldn't move or speak. He was just stuck there, staring at the probable son of his parent's torturer. Internally, his brain had hit the panic button and his heart rate drastically increased. Externally, he showed nothing of the sort. 

Until his soul finally came back, Raf didn't make a sound and moved to hide behind Shimmy. The kid just talked about fighting, if it came down to something, he would sacrifice the little one and run back to the boat. Raf did not want to be turned into a frog, thank you very much. Even if there wasn't magic on the Isle, anyone with the last name Facilier was not to be trusted. His parents had already made that mistake.  

Unfortunately, he knew he couldn't ruin the mission just because he was shaking in his boots. He would've hid behind Billy and been completely protected, but Billy was next to the Facilier in question. Even with Billy's added height, there was no way Raf could handle being that close to him. 

At Billy's introduction, Raf flinched. He didn't want the kid to know who he was, so hopefully the shadowteen wouldn't make the connection. Facilier wasn't a common name, and neither was Maldonia. Only Raf's family shared this name, so if the Shadowman had told his full story, Raf might die. It had always been a concern, but Raf didn't think that they would meet each other on the first day, let alone the first hour. 

When Fausto moved to shake his hand, Raf just stared at it, outstretched, and didn't move to shake it. What if the kid had something up his sleeve? No. Raf wasn't going to take the chance.