What Else Can I Do, But Only When Isabela's Off Screen

What else can I do, but only when Isabela's off screen

Aka What else can I do but it's just Mirabel freaking out 95% of time

A secret photoshot of Isabela

Inspired by @miracles-and-butterflies unpinked Isas

A little bit of sugar part two.

I updated the first chapter too a little.

Isabela doesn't think she's a coward type. But  there's something terrifying  in the fact that somebody wanders around Encanto like a wild animal, killing everyone on her way. And even more awful  being  the fact that it's supposed to be her sister.

With Luisa's behavior, Isabela isn't even sure if she's still sensible. She held a kingdom of terror. Isabela isn't stupid , she  knows that fighting Luisa is a death mission. When somebody can lift buildings like arepas, the   chances of winning a battle are close to zero. And you can't run away  either . Even without her strength, Luisa is the tallest person in Encanto. This fact alone would make it too easy for her to catch up. No matter how fast the victim ran.

Isabela doesn't want to sit in Casita and do nothing, praying that the crazy woman won't break in. But she's aware enough to know that if she opposes  Luisa'  she's dead. It's like cat and mouse game.  When a hungry predator can't  be stopped  by anything.  Isabela didn't know much about having super strength, but  there's  no way to overpower it.

She's not used to  deal  with problems , her  family usually swept  it  under the rug. She has grown up on 'We don't talk about Bruno '.

They  surely  won't talk about Luisa  too . 

Isabela swallows, burying disgusting hatred under her throat. Why would Luisa do something this horrific?  Going out of her way to kill people in the most cruel ways possible.   Isabela can still see her cousin's lifeless body. Huge lumps of meat  being  ripped off ,  face  is distorted, with embossed prints of big fingers. Blood  staining  her clothes. Isabela gags, remembering it. 

Dolores stared in horror, seeing how Luisa dug her fingers into a piece of raw meat. Ripping it apart with her bare fingers, swallowing it without any care. 

"Listen... I think Tía will gladly make you something if you're hun..."

Luisa whistled out, staring at the person behind her without blinking. Gritting her teeth with narrowed eyebrows.

The feeling is extremely unsettling. Dolores stepped back, gripping her hands together. Maybe Tía was right about her being sick? Oh... She really hoped for some romantic drama.

Luisa jumping on her took her off guard. "Luisa? Get off me!" Her cousin didn't battle an eye at her words, pushing Dolores into the floor with her massive body. 

And when Luisa was just inches from her face, Dolores could finally realize that there was something extremely wrong. Luisa didn't look normal at all. Just stared at Dolores with brown eyes, almost without breathing. If it wasn't for super hearing, Dolores would've thought that Luisa didn't breathe at all. 

She yanked, desparate to get free. Being pinned by your overgrown baby cousin wasn't something you would like to participate in. Of course, an attempt could never work. Dolores wasn't much into physical jobs, and it was Luisa.

Dolores tried to say something, reason with Luisa again, but her words were thrown away before she could even get a chance to say anything. Broken by such a loud scream that Dolores could never expected from herself. Luisa ate into her shoulder, the same way she did with beef before. What the actual hell?!

"This isn't funny!" Dolores gasped, panicked. What kind of prank had Luisa pulled on her? The younger woman didn't battle an eye on this. Her fingers held Dolores' face, and the latter could hear her face bones breaking.

Her yelling of despair had turned into a frantic sobbing. Begging for Luisa to stop. What the actual hell was she doing? 

Why couldn't she be faster? Why couldn't she save Dolores?

Isabela feels guilt gripping inside her stomach, twisting her pained insides . Mixing  with boiled hatred under her skin.  Because she loathes her younger sister so much.  Way more  that she  has thought she can. And again, can Isabela  actually  consider Luisa as anyone related to her anymore? It's funny how fast Isabela  was turned  away from her relative. And she can't regret this fact. 

Luisa needs to  be stopped . It's a fact that Isabela understands more than anything. Her mad sister, if she can still call this monster that way, can't get away with everything she has done. 

Some part of Isabela wants to hide all this time, hoping  that someone  else will deal with this. Or escape fron Encanto. Maybe she can use vines to crawl over the mountains with ease.  Just  left Luisa to herself. Why should she care? But she can't. Isabela doesn't think of herself as a hero. But she can't do this to her family. To her village. And who said Luisa would stop? Maybe one day she will break through the stone insides of hills and start her murdering spree all over Colombia.

The best thing Isabela can do is to try cracking a stone as a practice. To very predictable results. Her magic vines are getting ripped against the rough object. And Luisa is way  harder  to damage. Isabela hits the floor with her fist in despair. What can she do? This helplessness takes over her body. She needs to do something. To take revenge, to stop Luisa. But she can't do this ...  She will only get herself killed. It most certainly won't do any use   And  peaceful talk won't work either. Mirabel went out to try one. She hasn't returned since then. Isabela prays that she hides with some other family, even if the chances are close to zero.

The piece of rock flies through the air, bouncing against Luisa's shining door. So  normal , as if she was  out,  doing her chores. Not ..  all of this. Magic engraving is  normal ,  not changed a bit. Why does Luisa have this freaking strength? Can't she have any remotely  defeable  gift? The candle should've done something less cheating. 

Isabela freezes, rethinking her last words. Luisa is untouchable as long as she has her magical blessing. There's no way to defeat her.

But ...  if we take away the gifts ...  

"Casita? Will our gifts disappear if we blow out the candle?" 

The house hesitates for a  little,  but eventually clicks its tile yes.

Isabela has never felt a bigger relief.

"Luisa? Luisa!" The middle child kept staring at the wall for a couple more seconds before she eventually reacted, raising her head in puzzlement. Blinking herself into  conclusioness. 

"Sí?" She fixed her bun, looking at her mother. Pushing herself up and getting worked up to help with whatever she needs. 

Isabela didn't exactly pay attention to her sister. They weren't close and heavens knew why would she act like this. Probably just distracted to something. Honestly, she had been acting like this for a few days now, constantly stopping response at random moments. But well, it couldn't be anything too bad.

Julieta placed her hand on Luisa's broad shoulder, pushing her down. "Are you feeling alright?" She asked, concerned. "You've been spacing out?"

"I am?" Luisa breathed out, confused, attracting everyone's attention. "I'm sorry... I... I think I'm just tired..." She hesitated, pushing the plate away. "I'll go to bed." Oh, bad sleep would do shit to your mental state. Isabela always said their beauty sleep is the most important thing.

Isabela watched as her sister pushed her way upstairs knocking down one of the pots. Goddamit! Why couldn't she watch herself better?! For her information, plants are alive!

Dolores scratched her plate thoughtfully. Isabela raised her brows in confusion, leaning to her. Dolores was awful with secrets, she would spill it out in a matter of seconds. 

"I think Luisa is in love with somebody." The listener squeaked into Isabela's ear. "Her heart was beating so fast!"

And, even tho Isabela couldn't care less about Luisa's love life, she couldn't miss a chance of a good gossip. Even if Luisa was actually sick as Mama kept saying, it wasn't anything too bad. She would get back on her two in no time.

Worship au! Some fresh baked angst!

She feels like imposter.

Coming with all the "New family" thing. What is supposed to be her real family. When everything had changed in a couple of seconds. She just blinked and now she was in Encanto. With the Madrigals, who kept saying that they were related. Yes, she looked a lot like Julieta, but it was still too bizarre.

Everything was stupidly new. You didn't have to starve every morning until the mornig prayer is over. Nobody beats you, or yells. Doña Alma is strict, yes. But it wasn't the same. Nothing was like it was supposed to be

And... She just couldn't find her place in here.

Was she Rafaela? Was she Mirabel? She didn't know

She wanted to go back to her 'family'. Was it selfish? The Madrigals were nice to her. They... They weren't mean, except for violating Lord's will (But Padre Flores had said that what her 'family' had told her was actually a lie and human sacrifices are bad). But she couldn't connect to them. She didn't know them. They were all strange, almost crazy for her belief. Or she was crazy in here?

She wanted to feel at home, but it just was impossible. She didn't even know her home. She didn't know her name or herself. Just the shards of the shattered past. Does she even have an identity? Or anything inside of her. She's not sure if she's a real person. 'Rafaela' had been a lie all along. And she can't connect with 'Mirabel'. She knows Madrigals think that she's Mirabel. But she feels like she's an actor, tricking everyone into believing that she's somebody she's not.

Why couldn't Mari...sabela just abandon her? Life would be so much easier if she didn't know. Just be blind and accept everything as normal. It wouldn't hurt that much then. She would have at least one identity to rely on. Now, she doesn't know if she's anybody at all.

Agustín: *falls down the stairs*

Julieta: Are you alright?

Pepa: Stop falling down the stairs!

Bruno: How'd the ground taste?

Isabela: I'm about to find out! *jumps off top of the stairs*

Isabela: Can we go into a haunted house?

Dolores: What's wrong with the one where we live?

Isabela: We're all used to Casita already