Not What He Seems

Chad takes things too far in his efforts to torment Evie, Jay, Mal, Carlos, Doug, and even Ben, and they hatch a plan to get their revenge. But when something shocking and sad about Chad is revealed, they find themselves wanting to help him instead of hurt him. What will the VKs and their friends decide to do? Contains violence, depression, and talk of suicide throughout. (Entry for the "Battle of the Fandoms" competition in the OUAT/Disney category)


13. Getting In

"Oh good God," Chad breathed, staring upwards in shock. Evie's mirror had led them directly to an enormous, jail-looking school. The walls were plain, solid concrete reaching at least thirty stories high. There were no windows and only one main entrance. The brittle grass yard was completely desolate and you could have heard a pin drop it was so silent. A large metal gate topped with barbed wire surrounded the entire building and Chad could see guards walking here and there behind it. Copper Cove Military Academy for Disturbed Youngsters was written in solid red letters above the main entrance. Chad swallowed back the lump in his throat and backed away. Doug looked just as horrified as he felt, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open in shock.

"Looks like my kind of place," Jace muttered, pulling his bag off of his shoulder and handing it to Mal, never taking his eyes off the torturous building. Mal started to dig through the tightly packed bag, looking for the potions she had prepared earlier for each of them. She tossed a small vial to each of them, commanding them to drink it as quickly as they could and to not waste a single drop. Chad looked at the yellow contents of the small vial skeptically, doubting that an amount of potion that small could really do anything, but he drank it anyways.

Chad doubled over, his mid regions throbbing as if they had just been kicked my someone wearing thick, spiked, metal boots. He groaned as the feeling spread throughout the rest of his body. If there was any way to describe it, it would be that he felt like he was melting. In fact, Chad's skin began to sag as his disguise began to form itself, his facial features changing until he looked nothing like he had before. He was shorter, with scruffy black hair and honey gold eyes. His skin was darker as well, but not dark enough to look black. The others looked nearly the same, but their hair and eye colors changed, along with their skin tones.

"Talk about makeovers," Carlos snickered as he glanced at Chad, elbowing Jay and making him laugh as well. Chad's now bushy brows furrowed in distaste and he looked at his reflection in Evie's mirror once more before sighing and shrugging his shoulders in defeat. Without saying another word, he turned towards the intimidating gates. Swallowing hard, Chad walked forward. The gates swung open on their own, allowing the teenagers to pass through. Carlos clung to Jay, Audrey grabbed Chad's hand, Ben and Mal stood shoulder to shoulder, and Evie snuck her arm around Doug's waist. The guards didn't give them a second glance as they passed, as if they saw them walk through these gates every day. Chad froze as his hand closed around the door handle, his eyes widening slightly. He'd been dreaming of this moment for two years. He couldn't screw it up...

"Go on, we got your back," Evie encouraged, and Audrey rested a hand on Chad's shivering shoulder. Chad glanced back a moment to see everyone in the group giving him some form of a reassuring smile, and his courage returned to him. Chad closed his eyes and slowly opened the door, bracing himself for what he would see. When he opened his eyes, he saw exactly what he expected. The halls were just as plain as the walls outside, and there were students from every walk of life wandering through the halls to their next classes. There was no way Chad would be able to spot Derek in this crowd but he still tried, looking over the masses of people desperately and trying to spot his brother's shock of jet-black hair, his glasses, his purple suit, anything! But, he couldn't see him, and he was just as lost as he was before.

"We'll find him. We just have to... blend in, go to some classes, and you can pull him aside. Whatever you want to do," Audrey murmured, glancing around worriedly as a sketchier character gave her a once over with a cocky smile. Chad's grip on Audrey's hand tightened. He took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing as he merged into the deep crowd. The hunt was afoot.

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