The Isle of the Lost: Jane's Third Year (Evie)

                                    

                                          


                          


                          


                          
It was just over three years now that Jane had been a part of the Isle of the Lost, many things had changed within that time. Jane had a new family, in Mal and kinda of sort of friends in Jay and Carlos though not really because friendship wasn't a thing on the Isle. 
                          
Secretly though Jane was beginning to doubt that, despite all of the bad memories she had obtained she was slowly building up some fond memories with her three best friends... yeah, she admitted it though not out loud that they were her friends. Friendship was supposedly weak but well not too many people would chance calling her that, she was after all Maleficent's little weapon.
                          
Still burning flesh and breaking bones of people the evil fairy told her to but mostly she had grown immune to the smell of burnt flesh and the sound of bones snapping at least that's what she'd thought until Cruella ruthlessly stomped on Carlos' arm breaking it in front of her and Mal.
                          
Jane felt sick to her stomach and wondered if she'd have trouble breaking bones again herself after seeing, hearing this... worse even than the breaking was his scream, she'd never heard him in pain before... the half-fairy didn't like it.
                          
It was at times like that Jane wondered what good was power when she couldn't use it to help her friends, between the two of them they got him back to the hideout afterward and Mal began to splint his arm while Carlos tried not to cry out.
                          
His face was so pained... Jane didn't know anything about how to fix wounds, not like Mal or even Jay, the two of them took care of themselves and her when it came down to the physical injuries.
                          
Still, she wanted to help him somehow... but all she had to offer was her magic.
                          
"I could set her fur coats on fire..." Jane offers getting a pained smile in return, "As f-funny as that m-might be for a-a second i-it wouldn't b-be worth it-" He winces and grunts in pain, "I-I'd be blamed e-even if I w-wasn't around..."
                          
Jane frown, "Okay..." Even as the words left her mouth she promised herself that one day she'd burn all that crazy woman's fur... once Carlos was outside of her reach.
                          
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Carlos' arm was healing okay or as okay as it could with the ridiculous amount of chores he had to do, both Jay and Jane helped him with them when they could. When Jay wasn't busy stealing to stock his dad's store and Jane wasn't being taught under Maleficent's watchful eye they were with him trying to lessen his load. Mal was the one who had the most time, but she was also the worst at chores, after only making things harder on him she just decided to keep him company when he did them when Jane and Jay weren't there.
                          
One day Carlos snuck out while all three of his friends were busy it was a rare day for him to both be free from his mother and to be alone without any of his friends.
                          
It was on this day he met an equally alone little blue-haired girl who had also escaped her controlling mother for the day.
                          
Carlos thought he'd go to his tree house as he hadn't been recently since his friends hung out at Mal's hideout more often when they weren't running around wild in the markets and such.
                          
In Evie's case, she thought to stay away from the market this time as she was less likely to get into trouble or be caught by her mother, although she was thankful for it last time this time she wanted to actually experience life outside of her castle's walls.
                          
That's how she happened upon a hidden tree house, she'd never been inside one before actually outside of storybooks the little bluenette had never even seen one, it was amazing the eleven-year-old girl thought until a voice startled her from her thoughts, "Hey who are you?" Turning quickly, she sees a little boy, he's smaller than her and likely a little bit younger, that's not all one of his arms appears to be broken.