𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝟏 {𝐉𝐚𝐲}

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

"You're lucky I love you," Carlos picked Dude up, "Come on," I nudge my head and Beignet jumps out the car I closed the trunk before we both walked over to where the girls were waiting for us.

Mal clapped her hands indicating she wants the wand "Oo, here let me see," Mal said as Carlos handed her the fake wand, "Wow, what a beauty."

"It's noon," I informed Mal. "Alright, are we ready?" Mal asked the others. "Yeah," Evie said as she held up the bag that had the smoke bombs in it. "Let's do this," Gia said before leading us through the tunnel to where Uma's ship is.

"Hey guys!" Gil called out as he saw us walk out of the tunnel, "They're here."

I spot Gil holding Eva against a plank while Harry held Ben on the other.

{Harry}
' Welcome!

{Uma and Marina}
Finally!

{Uma}
Huh, let's get this party started.
I swear I'm cold-hearted..
There's no negotiation
I'm not here for debatin'.
You need some motivation?

{Marina}
Just look at Ben and Eva's faces
Then ask yourself how long you think
I'll remain patient
I'll throw them overboard and let them swim with killer sharks
You either hand over the wand or they'll be ripped apart.

{Mal}
Now, let's all just be smart.
Although for you that must be hard.
You'll get your wand
No one has to come to any harm.

{Gia}
Don't try to intimidate
Your bark is much worse than your bite
Who's the baddest of them all?
I guess we're finding out tonight.

{The Pirate Crew}
Let's go, bring it on Better give us what we want.
It's the wand for the crown If you don't, it's going down

{The VK's + Kenna and Holden}
Let's go, make your move.
Peace or war, it's up to you Give them up and do it now If you don't, it's going down

{The Pirate Crew}
'We want the wand.!
Or else the king and adviser are
gone-
Your time is running out.
You should really watch your mouth

{The VK's + Kenna & Holden}
Let's go, pound for pound We're prepared to stand our ground.
Put your swords up, put 'em up
It's going down

{The Pirate Crew}
Oh, oh, oh, make the trade Oh, oh, oh, or walk the plank Oh, oh, oh, make the trade Oh, oh, oh, or walk the plank

{Gia}
Ok, look, this is not a conversation.
'It's a do-or-die situation.
If you don't give us back the king and adviser
I'll have no hesitation
I'll serve you right here.
'And I don't need a reservation.