#arella hook

Harry chuckled as his date grasped his hand, their eyes, and his own sparking as you appeared on stage, absolutely ethereal in your encrusted tutu. Your face poised and perfect in a practiced expression, passion clear in your eyes and body as you danced the stage with your partner. You locked eyes with Harry and his date, smiling brightly as Harry blew a kiss, his date excitedly waving to you as you continued to dance.

Harry tilted his head a bit as Chad sat next to him in the empty seat, looking worried as you danced “did I miss anything?” Chad asked in a whisper, and Harry shook his head “she jus’ started” he whispered back “maybe about a minute but tha’s it” Chad nodded, adjusting the colorful bouquet in his hands, smiling as Harry’s date greeted him.

Soon your solo came on, Harry’s date practically bouncing in their seat as you perfectly performed the dance of the sugar plum fairy, gracefully moving about the stage, and Harry had a flashback to when he first saw you at the studio, performing Pirouette’s with ease. He smiled, leaning forward in his seat, his heart still fluttering at the sight of you as you were illuminated by the spotlight.

He couldn't take his eyes off you when you were on stage, no matter what was happening, he couldn’t and wouldn’t. you spotted his stare and had to hold in a laugh, Harry’s date giggling as she noticed you doing so. Soon, the performance ended and the entire theater burst into applause, cheering as each dancer came up from behind the curtain. Harry’s date covered their ears as you came out with your partner, laughing as the entire theater became so loud you couldn’t hear your own heart, dozens of roses were thrown on stage. Harry took the one from his date's lap and a crystal rose from his jacket and threw them to you, your brother throwing his at the same time; you caught them with ease, cooing at the iridescent sheen of the crystal rose. You smiled directly at him and bowed, Harry bowing back with that smile of his.

You bowed to your partner, and he bowed back, the two of you about to walk back to the wings when he pushed you back into center stage; bowing to you once again and then to the audience. He went behind the curtain, allowing you a proper send-off from the audience as they continued to cheer for you. you wiped away a tear from your cheek, waving to the audience, bowing again, and picking up as many roses as you could as you made your way off stage.

The curtains drew open completely and the entire cast took a bow, smiling as you were handed several large and colorful bouquets. You had to set them on the ground, prioritizing the ones given to you by Harry, his date, and your brother. You bowed again, the smile never leaving your face as the cast then bowed to you. you thanked them, and the curtains closed. Harry took his date's hand and stood, Chad following them backstage, the guard letting the three through with a smile.

“Mommy~!” Harry’s date, your 11-year-old daughter, cheered out as she spotted you. you turned, still in your tutu, a wide grin on your face as she ran towards you. your fellow dancers cooed and giggled as Arella ran into your arms, laughing as you picked her up and spun her around once, holding her close as your husband and brother walked closer, both smiling.

“hi baby” you cooed, kissing Arella’s cheek as she did her best to kiss you back “did you enjoy the show?” she nodded erratically, curling her arms around your neck as you stayed at her level, smiling as she told you about all her favorite parts. Anita and Javis both greeted Harry as they walked past to get back into their civilian clothes and he waved back, turning his attention to you as you stood, an adoring smile on your lips as you walked towards him, Arella’s hand in yours.

“Hello meh queen” Harry whispered, leaning forward and kissing you, curling his fingers under your chin as you leaned into him. “wonderful job, as always,” he said as you pulled away, taking your free hand and kissing your knuckles, winking as you giggled. You turned to Chad, who slammed into you with a hug as you laughed loudly “you were amazing (y/n), im so proud of you” he whispered into your ear, his voice cracking slightly from his intense emotions.

You let out a small laugh and hugged your brother back tightly. Arella walked over to Harry and held her arms up at him, laughing as he easily picked her up and set her on his hip. You pulled away from Chad and kissed Arella’s cheek, then kissed Harry again; to which both Chad and Arella made fake gagging noises, though Arella was all too happy to actually be grossed out “im going to change, then we can go get dinner” you said as you pulled away, swinging your hand with Harry’s for a moment and then walking away, grabbing your bag with all your clothes and walking off to the changing room.

“I’m gonna be like mommy when I’m grown,” Arella said, proudly and confidently. And Harry beamed, kissing her cheek as Chad chuckled fondly. “does that include marrying a vk?” Chad teased and Harry subtly kicked his leg, Chad stumbling back as Arella grinned, one all too much like Harry’s. “yep! Imma marry Devon!” Harry snorted, Evie and Doug’s kid, just a year older than Arella, and took after their mother.

Chad groaned, but it was one of fondness and he shook his head, jumping back as Harry swung at him “hey!”. “boys” you sighed as you walked back over to them, waving goodbye to your now former dance mates and wrapping your arm around Harry’s free one “come on, let’s go~” Arella cheered, chanting ‘ice cream’ as the four of you exited the dressing room and made your way out of the theater. Harry lifted your left hand, love and adoration still clear in his eyes as he kissed your rings.

You smiled back, the passion he had ignited so many years ago still burning just as bright as you tucked into his side, sighing happily as you exited the theater into your retirement. “so what happens after this?” Chad asked as you reached the cars, and you hummed with a smile, setting your bag into the trunk as Harry set Arella down and held the car door open for her as she climbed in and buckled up.

“well” you started, shrugging on your jacket and crossing your arms, leaning against Harry as he walked up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. “im actually going to become a dance teacher, at the old studio? Esméralda is retiring in a month, and I’ll be taking her place.” Chad smiled and nodded, opening his car door as Harry kissed your cheek “dope, I’ll see you two at the restaurant” Chad said, and the two of you climbed into your car.

And after a night of fun, the three of you were all tuckered out, and Harry was carrying Arella back into your little ‘castle’ which was more of a castle-themed cottage. Like the one Evie had gotten after graduation. You watched as Harry gently woke up Arella, helped her get changed into her pj’s (she was too sleepy to get them on herself, plus she was purposely being a limp noodle), and then waited for him in the living room.

You smiled as he walked toward you, two glasses of rum in his hand. He sat down next to you and went to hand you one of the glasses but you declined it “but yeh love this stuff?” Harry asked, pouting a bit as he set the now discarded glass on the coffee table. You hummed, nodding and shrugging at the same time. “I do, but” you took his now free hand, resting it on your stomach, grinning as Harry’s eyes widened and his face turned pink with excitement “I shouldn't drink it for the next seven months”

Harry set down his drink with a bang and jumped you, laughing as you shrieked, your arms and legs wrapping around him as Harry kissed you over and over, trailing from your forehead to your navel, pausing as he reached your lower belly; rubbing his thumb gently across your skin. “I can't wait ta meet yeh” he whispered, kissing your skin then moving back up; pressing his lips to yours in a long, slow, and passionate kiss. “I love yeh” Harry whispered as he pulled away slightly, your lips still touching and his breath coursing across your face.

“I love you too” you whispered, back, pulling him back into you; kissing your beloved husband late into the night as your firstborn child slept peacefully in her room, dreams filled with dancing and laughter.

-end of regained passion-

AHHHHHHH ITS DONE~! I FINISHED~ I STARTED THIS BACK IN MAY OF LAST YEAR AND I FINALLY FINISHED IT~! AND IM SO HAPPY WITH HOW IT TURNED OUT~! AND I HOPE YALL ARE TOO~!

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she awoke to the feeling of spinning and opened her eyes to see herself now strapped to jay’s chair and well, spinning. she soon stopped by a boot and was turned to face the girl, who smiled at her, her red eyes gleaming under the fluorescent light of the office. she sighed, tilting her head as she reached out towards Kuvira, who flinched heavily as the girl’s hand brushed her cheek “I feel like, you and I got off on the wrong arm~”

Kuvira glared, shrugging her left arm that had been replaced by a mechanical one after the girl in front of her blew it off upon her explosive introduction. “maybe we should try the other~!?” the girl gleefully suggested, taking the large dagger from Kuvira’s shoulder sheath and dragging the blade from her left shoulder to the right, digging into the armored skin. Kuvira let out a chuckle, and smirked “no need” she said in a low tone, carefully watching as the girl pulled back the blade “I think you already know who we lost.”

the girl tilted her head, her eyes darting off as if someone had spoken to her, but no one but Kuvira had said a word. “it's your aunt, CJ” the girl's eyes widened, flickering between blue and red. “she’s looking for you” then the girl glared; stabbing the dagger beside Kuvira’s head. “you’re lying!” she snapped, dragging the blade down, the edge cutting into Kuvira’s exposed neck. ‘she shouldn't know I exist’ the girl thought to herself, brushing away the voices that told her it was a trap, she knew that. this woman was just trying to make her mess up.

“you’re mother’s been looking for you as well” at this, all doubt left the girl's mind, Kuvira thought she was getting into it, but with this one sentence, she had failed to do so. “Harriet is missing her dear daughter, who left her all alone in neverland. leaves quite a message, don't it?” Kuvira cooed, smirking as the girl's head dropped, her shoulders jumping in a hitching breath. got her, Kuvira thought, then she grunted as she was shoved back and sneezed on as the girl did so, laughing as Kuvira hit the wall.

“ten outta ten toots~!” the girl sang, her eyes gleaming red once again. she leaped off the desk, rubbing her hands together before grabbing the back of the chair and getting into Kuvira’s face again “and I'll give you all a message to think about~ oh, and Harriet's not my mom” Kuvira’s eyes widened, but-Harriet was the only Hook old enough to realistically have a kid, CJ was still a minor when this girl could’ve been born, so who-. Kuvira grunted as she was spun again, something being sprayed in her face as the world dissolved into darkness once again.

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Mal stared in horror as her captain was hung from the pillar within the main square of Auradon city, still alive but every bit of her had been defiled with gaudy punk like graffiti and ‘guess again’ written all over the walls of the buildings surrounding the pillar. Mal screamed, closing her eyes and stomping her foot as her magic forcefully released Kuvira from her bindings and dropped her to the floor “FIND WHOEVER THIS PUNK IS, AND BRING HER TO ME, I want to kill her myself” Mal growled out, leaving behind a concerned Jay and some weary guards; knowing only Jay would survive an encounter with the red-eyed demon they come to know as ‘Jinx’.

Because every encounter with her, ended with heavily bad luck on their end. Jay sighed, rubbing his eyes “guess again” he muttered, glancing around at the crude artwork of the perp. What could that mean…they had thought Jinx was the daughter of Harriet, could they be trying to say ‘guess again?’ to that aspect? Possibly.

Jay looked to Kuvria, who was being resuscitated with some droplets of condensed enchanted lake water, which had been turned into a powerful enhancement drug soon after Mal’s take over. He sighed, walking over to his captain, kneeling in front of her and tilting her head “Harriet’s not her mother” Kuvira gasped out, and Jay leaned back in surprise, tilting his head in severe confusion as he began to speak “but-she’s the only Hook here to be able to-“ Jay paused, well, not really but-Mal had returned Rose to her world just after she returned to Auradon, so-unless Rose had found a way back-Jinx couldn’t be Harry’s kid.

It was impossible, all of them, Harry, Rose, Uma, Gil, and Arwen, were in Rose’s world, and she didn’t have magic there. Unless… Jay’s mind had cleared for a moment, then he shook his head, no-impossible. Mal wouldn’t do that, she’d never. She had chosen good. They were doing everything for the good of Auradon and the isle. He sighed, helping Kuvira up and turning on his heel. “maybe Hook had another kid?” Jay guessed, rubbing his chin as his guard followed close behind. They glanced at each other and shrugged, Kuvira glaring at her arm and attempting to wipe off the neon scribble Jinx had put on it.

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 ye, some more Arella for yall. and yes, Mal and co. think her mom is Harriet since well, no one knows Rose survived the attempted murder, or that she was pregnant at the time of it. so-logically, they think Harriet is the mom, as she's a good two-three years older than Harry and well, the only one old enough to be a mom, CJ was still pretty young by the time of the take over 15 and a half years ago. so yeah...Harriet.

and Arella’s code name is ‘Jinx’ and yes this is a direct link/reference to her inspo character, Jinx. hey if it fits, it fits. because Arella knows if anyone other than her family knew her name, they would sus out her true identity and sus out her mother. 

oh and a lil extra somethin’ Harriet and CJ are apart of the resistance, they put up a front in front of Mal, and Mal has a hunch but she's also lowkey scared of them due to the blood-god curse, which the girls had nearly mastered control of it. so yeah, hook girls are good but act like they’re on Mal’s side, and they heard of ‘jinx’ and have a heavy hunch of who she is and CJ is currently trying to find her and get some answers, like is their ‘sister’ alive and do they have a niece?

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(y/n) was pregnant when Mal came back to Auradon only to destroy it, she didnt even know, barley two months along before Mal stabbed her through the heart and half blinded her. And it wasn't until she began to show that she found out about her pregnancy that miraculously survived (y/n)’s near death. upon this discovery, she breaks down, screaming out for her lost love and the father of her child that will never know him.

A few months after she finds her secluded spot in the forest and after she creates her little winter shack to raise Arwen in, she gives birth to her only child; Arella, the only living child of the son of captain Hook; Harry. Arella is born with the same curse her father and grandfather had, and the same curse her mother willingly took on a few years later; the madness curse. also known as the curse of the blood god. 

the voices plagued her since she was born, whispers of death, blood, suffering, war. chaos. (y/n) feared for her daughter, worried that because of this curse Arella would go mad and never have the slightest bit of a good childhood, the voices in her head breaking her down at a young age. but somehow, most of the time-the voices were kind to Arella, annoying yes and very very loud, but kind. the ones that called for blood waited in the back of her mind, waiting until Arella spilled blood for the first time. 

there were moments where the voices were just-too much- sending Arella into a mental breakdown, screaming and crying out, destroying everything in her path as her eyes turned red, her knuckles bloodied and knees scrapped. (y/n) took Arella into her arms each time after Arella calmed down, cooing to the sobbing girl in her arms, this breakdowns absolutely terrified Arella, unable to deal with anything like this. if only dad were there, having gone through he exact same thing.

Arella ‘talked’ to her father, or well, his soul gem, every day, telling him of what she did that day and what mom was going to make for dinner, and that they loved him with all their souls. she told him things she was scared to tell (y/n), like the voices, how she wanted to tear apart the wolves that Arwen loved and string them up like puppets. this horrendous thoughts scared her, so she redirected that energy somewhere else, invention weapons, traps, bombs. all for her mom to use when she went out to either hunt or go to Auradon. 

when she learned her mother took on the curse, at the offer of the blood god himself, she felt relief, she felt like she shouldn't have but-her mom now knew exactly what she was going through-the psychosis, the homicidal thoughts, the anger, the fear, the HATE she felt every day. and she did, (y/n) understood, and after that she stared taking Arella on hunting trips with her, to quench her blood thirst just a bit, to make Arella just slightly more comfortable. 

those trips help Arella immensely, the voices happy with the offerings of blood. and they calm down, still there, still loud, but calm. whispering in the back of her mind all together, shushing each other, still telling her to jump, to kill, sometimes just-random letters-. but they calm down, and Arella is able to focus on her world around her, becoming skilled in building her weapons and bombs.

one day, she leaves. Arella is 15, and has just learned the truth of her fathers, aunt’s, and uncle’s, passing, the reason for her mothers grief and rage. Mal. a woman who was once thought to be a good friend, betrayed them all. killed them all and tried to kill her mother; for no good reason, Arella lets to voices scream, rage, and run rampant in her mind.

‘KILL HER’ ‘ BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD’ ‘DRAGON BLOOD’ ‘SPILL THE DRAGONS BLOOD’ ‘KILL’ ‘KILL’ ‘KILL’ ‘BLOOD’ ‘DESTORY’ ‘BLOOD’ ‘WE WANT BLOOD’ ‘BURN EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND ‘DESOTRY HER’ ‘BLOOD’ ‘WE DEMAND BLOOD’ ‘BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD’

‘AVENGE HARRY’ ‘REVENGE FOR YOUR FATHER’ ‘RETRIBUTION FOR YOUR MOTHER’ ‘JUSTICE FOR YOUR FAMILY’ 

(y/n) doesn't stop her, only tells her to be safe and to keep in contact, giving her a necklace. hanging from the chain is the ruby from her mothers wedding ring, her grandmothers ring. charmed as a connection between her mothers necklace and hers. (y/n) gives her extra netherite armor, money, food, everything Arella will need to survive. she tells Arella she will be right beside her, and together they will take mal down and avenge her father, their family. 

Arella arrives in Auradon, weapons at the ready, and ready to burn Auradon to the ground. and kill Mal. her mother will follow suit, Arwen at her heels with wolves and nature at their backs. Mal wont know what hit her. 

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ye...so meet Arella~ (y/n) and Harry’s 15 year old daughter, who has the same curse Harry was born with and the same curse (y/n) took on willingly after the god himself came to (y/n) for her to become a new disciple. she's extremely skilled with mechanics that deal with making weapons and bombs; yes she's heavily jinx inspired. as you can see in the top left sketch, she's facing off against Mal’s captain of the guard...and she's about to kick his ass with a well placed glitter bomb that accompanies a full on bomb that's gonna send his ass; over there, over there, and up there.

she's not; all there, but she keeps herself grounded by reminding herself why she's in Auradon. but that doesn't mean there isn't moments were the guards discover a massacre after she blacks out once in a while.

bad end rewrite inspired by @disneyfan50​ true defender and @thetimelordbatgirl​ tightrope (which is co-written by disneyfan50)