Thank you, God, for everything.

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Tangled or any of the mentioned movies in this fanfiction.

RECAP: The 10 Disney Princess villains have managed to come back and have taken over the kingdom of Corona with use of their minions, shadows and Huns. All the Disney Princes are imprisoned with Pocahontas, Aurora, Jasmine and Snow White in Corona's castle dungeons. There are several Disney characters imprisoned while the rest are at the Snuggly Duckling, where the mice are spies and everyone is starting to think of attacking the castle. The Blue Fairy, Mickey, Merlin, Tanana and Tinker Bell are gone, fetching the Fairy Godmother, The Three Good Fairies and Mama Odie, who have been kidnapped and hidden in the darkest part of the world. That's all, I think. :) God bless you!

Hook Hand walked out of doors. Inside it was busy, stifling and smelling like spinach puffs, which he didn't think smelled very good. Behind him were the remaining Disney Princesses, except for Ariel, who was sitting in a rocking chair and trying to catch her breath after what had all gone down in the past couple of hours. They walked across the cool grass to where the log where the mice lived was.

Hook Hand came up to it first, and kneeling in front of the opening, he said, "Hey, is anyone in there?"

Rapunzel pushed some of her spiky hair out of her worried face and bent down, kneeling in front of the log as well, and peeked inside. "Hello? Is there anyone in there?"

"My goodness, Your Highness, how good to see you unscathed," Bianca said as she stepped out of the shadows, wearing a smile as she looked up at the princess. Rapunzel put her small hand out, palm up, and Bianca stepped slightly onto her hand. Rapunzel carefully brought her out of the log, holding her up for all to see.

"My goodness, is it cold out," Bianca said, shuddering to herself. She quickly turned to the worried faces of the princesses and said in a kind voice, "What can I do for you?"

"We . . . have a special favor to ask of you," Rapunzel said slowly. She gulped. She never was one to ask for much, and when she did, she got a bit nervous. She took a breath and said, "We need you to go spying in the castle again."

Meanwhile, back at the prison, it was very late, around eleven o'clock at night. There was a happening in the prisoners' cells. Jasmine, her hair pinned up and falling all over the place, was sitting on one of the beds that hung from the wall. Pocahontas was leaning over her, her quick hands picking through her hair. Jasmine had come up with the idea, and Pocahontas merely had to find a pin, unsure exactly how it was supposed to open a lock.

"You'd all make good thieves," Aladdin said, watching.

"That supposed to make us feel better?" Jasmine asked him a little sharply, though she quickly whispered a pained, "sorry."

John Smith walked quietly over to Pocahontas, who was intent on finding SOME sort of pin in Jasmine's hair. The look on her face was concentration, and she didn't talk as she worked. She looked worried. She made John Smith open his mouth several times, but not say a word.

He finally cleared his throat and said, "Did you find one yet?"

"I would have told you if I did," Pocahontas said, looking up to meet his eyes with her own brown ones. They shared a look, a quiet, pleading look between the two of them, before Pocahontas turned back and pulled out a pin. She dusted off the black hairs on it as Jasmine turned to see it.

"That's our way out?" Aurora asked from Phillip's arms, looking a little worried at the piece of metal.

"It'll work," Aladdin said, and he was given the pin and he quickly hurried to the door. Everyone started to gravitate toward it. Aladdin quietly whispered for them to back up, saying that guards might somehow notice if they all just went to the front of the cell. They all backed up, except for Eugene, who hadn't moved at all, the pain in his shoulder roaring like hell.

People from other cells, including the one right next to them, looked on ahead, hopeful. The Huns were only set up periodically around corners and near doors, with their swords and spears. They wouldn't notice until they got out.

Aladdin was easily able to pick the lock and with a satisfying click! he stepped back, and turning back, his black hair ruffled and his face excited, he said quietly, "C'mon."

Phillip turned to Eugene along with Naveen, who, with hands on his hips, clucked his tongue, saying, "Come on now, Eugene, it's time to get you back to your princess."

Eugene nodded grimly and turned the best he could, his shoulder rippling with a staggering pain, and he was sure that he had disturbed the wound as blood started to blot the faded, old blood spot on his shirt. He winced, but allowed Naveen and Phillip to catch his arms and tug him up, resting his arms on their shoulders.

Aladdin peeked out of the cell, looking wary in case any of the Huns decided to take a round around the prison. He noticed none and slowly opened the door, letting it creak and whine as quietly as he could. He held a finger to his lips to alert everyone to not speak a word. And he stepped out of the cell for the first time in nearly three days. He glanced back and beckoned for the others to move along as well, and then he quickly hurried to the other cell and started picking away at the lock.

The girls rushed out of their cell, looking fearfully as Naveen and Phillip helped Eugene out, John Smith taking up the rear next to Pocahontas.

"All right, we need to get weap-weapons from the Huns in order to get out of here," Eugene said, grunting as he tried to straight himself.

"Don't strain yourself," John Smith said.

"So we need to use the ol' element of surprise, eh?" Naveen said, a tad bit of a grin in his voice. "I like that."

Aladdin finished picking at the lock and out came the other princes and Snow White. He nodded toward them, and they all turned, saying to the girls to stay there while they procured some weapons. James took Naveen's place in holding up Eugene, whose pain was so overwhelming that he could barely stand. His heartbeat was fast and pounding in his ears. Only the pain was louder.

Aladdin took to start picking the other locks while the other stretched their legs and looked about the dark corridors, which were only lit by torches.

"Whatever happened to the palace guards?" Jasmine wondered aloud.

Eugene grimaced and then said in a would-be calm voice, "They were also soldiers. Probably all either dead or in the control of the villains."

Jasmine covered her mouth with her hand, and that was when there was a loud clanging coming from another part of the long prison. They all remained quiet, even those still in their cells and Aladdin, who stopped picking at the lock.

Around the corner came the Disney Princes, their hands holds swords and spears, Naveen saying cheerfully, "The element of surprise is definitely worth having on your side."

"Right," Aladdin said. He turned to Jasmine and said, "Do you have any more pins?"

"I'm-I'm sure I do," she said, and she started to run her hands through her thick and black hair.

"We need to leave a couple of people to pick the rest of the locks," Aladdin said, looking around.

"Leave some with weapons. Huns are bound to come around, see things, start fighting and killing," Eugene said before his jaw tightened and his eyes closed, a wave of pain flooding him.

"All right, let's do this, men," John Smith, and using his military skills and strong voice, he managed to separate them all into groups. Aladdin, Naveen, John Rolfe and Eric had pins, ready to pick at locks, while James and Phillip with Aurora as their lookout were to try to get out of the castle without the Huns finding them, Eugene between the two. The rest of the princesses were to go with the other princes and were going to see if they could find the villains.

"There's a closet, down the hall, under lock and key," Eugene said, "that's where the guards' extra weapons can be found."

"Good thing I have a pin to pick the lock, no?" Naveen said, holding up the pin to examine it in the dim light of the torches.

"We can lead freed prisoners over there to arm up when we're done," John Smith said, and Aladdin finished unlocking another cell door, and with a finger to his lips, he opened the whiny doors, allowing several creatures and characters to walk tentatively out of their cell.

"All right," John Rolfe said, and nodding toward some of the men stretching out of the just opened cell, said, "I'll take John Smith and Pocahontas to the supply closet."

"Me?" Pocahontas said, her voice sounding surprised as a hand went to her mouth, making her look like she wanted to but also didn't.

"You don't have to come if you don't want to," John Smith said, turning to her with a soft voice. She straightened at his words, though, and said, "I'll come. Let's go," and they followed her down the corridor Eugene pointed to before he started coughing horribly.

John Smith, dodging Pecos Bill, Ichabod Crane, Tweedledee and Twiddledum (who were both bouncing up and down in excitement), managed to make it up front where Pocahontas, hands by her sides, was striding purposely down the dark, dank, stone corridor.

"Pocahontas, Pocahontas," John Smith said as he came up to her. She did not look at him.

"I was not told that you were coming," Pocahontas finally said, her voice trembling ever-so-slightly before she cleared her throat.

"Wait, Rapunzel didn't tell you?" John Smith asked, sounding surprised and a little out of breath as he took quick, short steps to keep up with Pocahontas's quick stride, which was used to walking around the woods of Virginia.

"No, she didn't. None of the princesses did," Pocahontas said quietly.

John Smith stopped and put a hand on her shoulder, making her stop as well. He said in a calm, gentle voice, "I'm sorry you weren't told."

"I'll be fine," Pocahontas said, and she turned away.

"Are you sure?" John Smith asked, hurrying up once more.

"Yes. Haven't you heard?" Pocahontas said calmly as she rounded around a corner. John Smith quickly took the turn as well, and was nearly plowed down by King Richard, who, being a lion, took up quite a lot of space. He pushed past the corner as Pocahontas turned to him and said, "John Rolfe and I are engaged."

John Smith, while trying not to show how surprised and shocked he was, cleared his throat. Pocahontas looked back at him, her eyes soft and serene, looking firm and unperturbed as she said, "And what do you think?"

"Well, um, congratulations, to the both of you," John Smith said, and he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see John Rolfe, who had been talking with someone at the end of the line of people, pat him on the shoulder before going and standing next to Pocahontas.

"Thank you," he said. "We were going to tell everyone at the party, but that plan gave out."

"Oh, I see," John Smith said as Quasimodo passed him. The Tin Soldier went past them as well and to the supply closet, which, as Eugene had said, was locked. John Rolfe's pin was brought forward and was used to unlock the door. Audrey hurried forward and opened the doors, and started to shout out orders as she passed out weapons.

"So you're not angry?" Pocahontas asked over the commotion.

"Why? No, I'm not angry," John Smith said quickly.

"All right. We should get swords to defend ourselves with," John Rolfe said, and he turned and hurried to Audrey to get some weapons.

"When IS the wedding?" John Smith asked Pocahontas, scratching the back of his neck.

"In six moons," Pocahontas said. "When it is spring again."

"I see," John Smith said. He gulped and after a moment, was about to say something when he heard a mini, "Princess, Princess Pocahontas!"

He turned and Pocahontas drew closer to see two tiny mice running toward them. One was a girl, saying under her breath while she held onto her bonnet, "Goodness gracious!" She came up to Pocahontas and said, "Hello, I am Bianca. What is happening here?"

"We managed to escape the cells, and we're now waging on the castle," Pocahontas said quietly, her words fully hitting her. She sighed.

"It can't be helped," John Smith told her, trying to make her see their side of it.

"I suppose," Pocahontas said quietly.

"My goodness, now?" Bianca said, sounding ruffled as the other mouse, panting loudly, came up to her.

"What happened, Bianca?" he asked, his hands on his knees.

"Oh, Bernard, we're attacking the castle NOW!" Bianca said.

"We've-we've got to tell everyone at the Snuggly Duckling, then," Bernard said, standing up straight. "We need to go back for help."

"Would you go tell them and get them?" John Smith said, leaning down so he was closer to them. With his voice growing firmer, he said, "We're going to need a lot more people to take these villains down."

"Yes, yes, yes, of course," Bianca said. Turning to her husband, she patted him on the shoulder and said, "We've got to go back, Bernard, and we must hurry!"

Bernard took several deep breaths as he held up his index finger to say to wait for a moment, but Bianca was already moving back against the opposite crowd. Sighing, he nodded to Pocahontas and John Smith before he hurried out of their sight.

Pocahontas looked to John Smith as he straightened to his full height. "We're going to war against the villains, without Fairy Godmother, The Three Good Fairies or Mama Odie?" she asked.

"We're going to have to," John Smith said, sighing. He looked grim. "We're now at war."

More action happening! I was going to finish and put up this chapter yesterday BUT THE CABLE WENT OUT BUT IT'S BACK AGAIN SO YES GOOD. God forgive me for using magic. Thank you for reading! God bless you!