Where Are We? [Basement] (Abaddon)

Clayton had been knocked out. When he woke up he wondered where he was? He also realized that one of his greatest fears had been realized in joining Auradon Prep someone had decided that he did not fit in there. Sighing he felt that his hands were tied behind his back. His eyes adjusted to the light or tried to he couldn't figure out where he was. Though the smell told him he was most likely not in Auradon any more was he on the Isle? If so where was he there He had absolutely no idea.

Abaddon felt as though he needed someone to coax into getting him the Black Cauldron. Sure, it might kill whoever he'd find suitable, but it'd be a good way to take advantage of the task Maleficent had sent him. He was considered the most genuinely evil kid on the Isle which was a pretty big deal as it seemed as though everyone else is either neutral or converted to good. He had been sent out to capture that homeless new kid and send him to the Isle. How was he going to take advantage of the task? He was going to coax him into retrieving the Black cauldron. He wanted to make his father proud. He looked down at Clayton as he woke up. "I was wondering when you were going to wake up."