- Raveland is mostly empty.
Many come here to find
solitude, to find peace,
to find divinity.
Yet, I find myself trapped
and left with nothing.
- Close one.
- If you are reading this,
it means I'm no longer with you
and I didn't have the time to say goodbye.
What that means is I have d*ed fighting.
Now, you must run.
Raveland isn't safe anymore.
Not for you.
Shilo, you have to leave, please.
I'm begging you.
Save yourself.
For only in saving
yourself can you stay alive
to save the island you treasure and love.
Destroy all my letters to you, and run.
Your sister, BB.
- Dad, Dad?
- The ambulance is on the way.
- Dad?
Dad, no!
No, you can't go.
Dad, Dad, wake up, okay?
Wake up.
Come on!
Wake up, Dad.
I know you can!
I love you, I love you.
- Hey, it's Sky.
Hey, Josephine?
I can't find this place anywhere.
Hello?
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello?
Wait, wait.
I think I see someone.
- So this is your room.
- Huh, wow.
- Yeah.
Um I texted Horacio.
I haven't heard back,
but he should be fine with it
as long as the girls are okay with it.
- Thanks.
- Stunning view, yeah?
- Yeah, something like that.
- Oh, here are your keys.
- The ports, home to port royalty.
I'm talking kids whose parents sent them
on the private island simply to detox.
They even have a T engraved on the ocean.
They claim it's for the port businesses,
but that's our founder's initial.
These port royals know
nothing about the history
of Raveland and The Port
Lord works extra hard
to keep it that way.
After all, they're just here to have fun.
- Our friends?
- Don't worry about it,
you're gonna be fine.
Oh yeah, Sky, this is Fina.
That's Horacio.
- Then...
there's the north of the land.
Home to the poor.
Most importantly, we have the Raveheirs.
We usually like to stay off the radar
in order to avoid getting k*lled, that is.
And there's no better place
to do so than in the north.
I used to live in the
ports, to keep watch.
But Raveland isn't safe anymore.
- Hi.
How can I help you?
- Hmm, I can help you.
- Excuse me?
- Sorry.
I mean, Your Royal Raveheir.
- Oh please, spare me the pleasantries.
- Sorry.
My point is, I have information
of what's been happening on your island.
It's not good.
I can monitor and relay said information.
- You want to work for me?
- Yes.
- What do you have to offer?
I mean, if the things you said earlier,
about what you found out is true...
I'm not about to lead you to your death.
The Port Lord monitors everyone.
- Not me.
I go unnoticed.
- You what?
- I can be invisible.
- Please, get out.
- No, I'm being serious.
Why would I lie?
What do I have to lose?
- Okay, show me.
- Well, that's the uh, uh...
That's the tricky part.
It's a gift from God, it only comes on
when he thinks I need it.
- Get out.
- Please, I'm not lying.
You know that.
- How would I know that?
- Because you read minds, don't you?
- How do you know this?
- I see the way you speak to people.
I sense it.
But you can't turn it on
and off either, can you?
Or you would know if I was lying.
- No.
But I know you're not lying.
- So, we have a deal?
- No, absolutely not.
- Yeah, I'm in.
I didn't get them this time.
I don't even know what that was, okay?
Might not even be a person.
But everything looks intact here.
Princess's not currently present,
but when she comes back,
she won't be leaving.
- When my father
willed Raveland to me,
he'd already signed a
treaty with The Port Lord.
He would keep his distance
as long as he could continue
his million dollar business
hosting these rich,
troubled kids in Raveland.
He's kept the promise, until now.
I've even gotten him to
stop the Raveheir hunt.
I thought I could chase the
enemy out of the island.
But turns out, I'm the
one being chased out.
I don't even have a home anymore.
- What?
Okay, plan B.
- So you got in?
- Yeah, I got in.
- Told you, these people are like water.
- We may have a little problem though.
- What's that?
- Well, this Horacio
guy, he's kind of hot.
- I can buy you another hot guy
once we're done hacking this business.
- I just, I don't really wanna
hack their system, you know?
Dad would say it's kind of wrong.
- Sky,
what's wrong is not using
all those resources and
that wasted land there.
That's what your Dad wanted.
That's what's wrong, Sky.
That's what your dad would say is wrong,
so fight your demons.
You have time, I'm still in Hong Kong.
But get some intel, fast.
I want it as soon as I'm
down from that plane.
All right?
Sky?
- Uh, yeah.
- You good?
- Yeah.
- Not getting cold feet, are we?
- No, I'm not.
- Good.
Good, because if you were, I
mean, I'm sure I can compensate
by getting the money somewhere else,
by canceling all charitable
acts of the company.
Not to mention the will
your precious dad left you.
I can have that gone,
poof!
With a click of my button.
And with your lack of lack of
management, well.
I have the right to take not
only the business from you,
but also get my money from
all those times incurred
and the damages you've caused
with all that time in mourning.
- Right.
How could I forget the lovely gift
of ruining my dad's legacy
from my dearest mother?
- Stepmother.
There's a difference.
Now get to work.
Now please get me all the information.
I want it right when I get off the plane.
Understand?
- Understand.
- Toodles, love!
- I had met him before.
I didn't want to endanger him,
so I refused his offer to help.
Everyone thinks The Port Lord is dead,
but I suspect he's still alive.
His people have taken over my home
and now there's nowhere else left to hide.
I guess it's time to take
Daxon up on his offer.
- You're staying, right?
- Don't act so pleased.
- Why are you so nervous?
- Uh I don't really get nervous
- You have every right to be.
You shouldn't be out in Raveland at night.
Right this way.
- Where is this?
- You know, you ask a lot of questions.
- Welcome to my humble abode.
I know it's not what you're used to.
Don't worry, it should
keep us safe, though.
- Rainey.
- It's Rain.
I don't want her here.
- Rain, be nice.
I'm sorry.
She's not usually this way.
- He's right.
Shilo, please accept my apologies.
I'm not used to having
royalty at the house.
- I'm sorry.
I'll talk to her.
Rain!
Rain, Rain.
What's gotten into you?
- So we're having guests now?
I didn't realize you were
gonna bring her here.
- She is the princess.
She sort of owns the entire island.
- Maybe on paper.
But we all know who's
in charge of the ports.
And he's after her, isn't he?
- He's after all Raveheirs.
- Of course.
That's why she's here,
to endanger all of us with her privilege.
- She's Raveheir, but she's
in the same boat as us.
- She is not the same as us.
- I'm sorry, you're right.
I didn't mean, I didn't
mean to say it like that.
She is not the same as you, for sure.
You're different.
You're special.
And we're always gonna be best friends.
You know nothing will ever change that.
- How am I supposed to be sure of that?
What if she can't be trusted?
What if we can't trust her?
What if-
- As long
as it rains on Raveland.
- Our friendship will never dry.
It took you an entire year for you
to let me into your space.
You never let people in.
This isn't like you.
No one knows of your
existence on the island.
This isn't the best way
to keep up your record.
- What do you want me to do?
- To tell her to leave.
- I'm not gonna do that.
- So you're going to obey
the Raveheir princess
over a civilian's plea?
The impertinence.
- Hey.
So, do you want some company?
I will leave you now.
Yeah, um.
Have a good time.
- Run me the data sets, hack the system.
I can get you what you need.
- Are you sure?
You know, your dad would
say that's kind of wrong.
- You don't care about
my dad, okay, just do it.
- We can't trust her.
We can't trust her.
- That's like the 784th
time you've said that.
- No, it's not.
It's the 17th time.
- Big difference.
- I'm being serious, you just met her.
I know her, we go way back.
- Then you should have
no problem being friends.
- I used to know BB.
We were close, best friends even.
But when she got into that
whole Raveheir business,
she was k*lled.
That's what happens to those who get close
to the likes of her, Daxon.
- Rain, BB's her sister.
Sensitive much?
- Says Daxon Greshna,
the king of sensitivity.
The Port Lord has people looking for her
all over the island.
If he comes here, he'll k*ll us all.
How can you put us in that danger, put me?
I thought you cared about me.
I don't even have a home,
now she's here to take that as well.
- Ready?
- Yeah.
- You coming?
- I wouldn't wanna offend royalty.
I'll just wait here.
- So tell me, what do you
guys know about Horacio?
- Daxon, we have to go.
Daxon?
- Oh, I see.
Horacio likes Candance.
- No, no.
- Uh huh.
- No, he does not.
Can we please, can we stop
having this conversation, please?
- We'll stop it when y'all get together.
- Yeah Candance, I think
you should tell him
how you feel about him.
- Uh, no.
He, he doesn't really date.
- He'd be into you, just tell him.
- No.
- Oh, come on, why not?
- Yeah, why, Candance?
- Daxon?
- Um...
It's um, it's just um,
it's against my principles.
- Well, didn't Ruth go to Boaz?
And didn't Esther go to the king,
and didn't...
Okay well, I ran out of
examples, but there you go.
- Yeah, what she said.
- Do you really think that he likes me?
- Yes!
- Okay!
I um...
I mean, I do have a meeting
with him tomorrow morning.
- Ooh, a meeting.
- Really?
- What, you asked me to get the apple
from the tree over there.
- Um.
Do you, do you guys really
think that he likes me?
- Yes!
- Gosh, what if he does like me?
Oh my gosh.
But I mean, but like, what if he doesn't?
You know, like, I mean,
he could just see me as a friend
or have feelings for
somebody else, like Sky.
- Me?
- What, didn't you say that you liked him?
- Liked him, nah, I have a boyfriend.
Actually I'm engaged,
but I'm calling it off, tonight actually.
- Oh.
- Oh, it's not a big deal.
I'm not sad, it was just a mix up.
- Ah.
- Mmhm.
So, Candance?
Candance?
- Yes, okay, yes, I will do it,
and I will tell you guys how it goes.
Can we please eat our tacos?
- Yes.
- Yes, please.
- Yeah.
Yeah, I did.
- There's-
- Yeah, I know.
We have to go.
- Okay
- Thanks
- Okay, I'm going to bed.
- Night!
- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
- Mm, my hug girl.
- Goodnight.
- So, what happened?
- Basically...
Basically he said that
I deserve somebody who's sure about me
and that he isn't sure about me.
- Oh.
- Oh no!
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.
- It's okay, though.
He was um...
He was so nice.
He was so nice.
I just wish that I hadn't
said anything, you know?
I should have just trusted my instincts.
- Wanna play coasters?
- Horacio!
- What?
- I think we should do a drawing contest.
- Okay, let's do it.
- I am gonna draw a sunny sky,
while you're gonna draw a rainy sky.
- Okay,
rainy sky, here we go.
- Ready, set, go.
- It's on.
I think I'm gonna make
my clouds even bigger
than they were the last time.
I think I'm gonna win this thing.
- No you're not.
- Check out that moon!
- Here, here, can I do the moon, please?
Can I do the moon please?
- Yeah.
- Oh, yay!
That's as best as I can do it.
- It looks good.
- It really doesn't.
- I think it looks good.
I'm done, that's it.
Look at that.
- More color, I can be finished any time,
'cause I'm already finished with mine.
- I think you're the winner.
- I have more creativity.
- Could be any one of them.
I can't k*ll them all, stupid.
I need to find out who they are
so I can contain the thr*at.
It's the only way I'll be
able to have a relationship
with my daughter upon my return.
I already lost my daughter once.
I'm not gonna lose her again.
Do you understand?
- Crap.
His daughter's here as a spy.
Crap.
Crap, crap, crap, crap!
- You've gotta be kidding me.
- She's probably completely oblivious
to what she's really a part of.
- Of course, but she's not to be trusted.
She does have agenda.
- We have to somehow tip them off
that they're being monitored,
so that they know they can't trust her.
- Why can't we just go in?
- They have cameras all over the ports.
He's not The Port Lord for nothing.
- I, I still have connections with the um,
the secure palace.
First, we send financial
payments and fines to Raveland.
- Then we do an obvious hack
on Camisha's system early on,
so she suspects something.
- Then, Horacio starts digging.
- And I guess we send
them the real identity
of the port princess, somehow.
Well, how are we gonna do that?
- I can't communicate as myself,
or they'll know we're up to something.
- So are we gonna have to go in?
- No, no, we can't.
- If all fails, I might have to.
- Who knows the lengths he will go
to protect his dirty secret.
- This is just great.
Now we have to deal with a
naive, thirsty port princess.
Just what I need on this
island, more bloody royals.
- Do you have a personal
vendetta against her?
- I have a personal
vendetta against everyone.
- The Port Lord
is after the Raveheirs,
but something tells me
it's more than that.
But I can't know until I
find all three scrolls.
They know more about us than we do.
Daxon already stole the first.
I have to take back the
second scroll from Guard.
Ugh, dang it!
Screw it!
No!
- Hey.
- Hey
- Where did you go?
- Little Hunt.
- Shouldn't you like, notify your comrade
before you decide to dip?
- Sorry.
Would've rather been in danger alone.
Than we
both get caught.
At the um,
Royal lounge
- Please don't ever do that again.
- What is he doing?
Why, did you assume something,
Happened to me?
- Did it?
- I might have been att*cked,
or maybe it was all in my head
and the guy sort of fell
to the floor and had a,
att*ck?
- It's a long walk, run, hike.
You could've been hallucinating.
Or not.
- Maybe it was just the uh, the wind,
that pushed the guy to fall?
- The wind?
Interesting hypothesis.
Hungry?
- Sure.
- The meeting.
- Can I sit?
- Her Royal Raveheir is asking
my permission to sit now?
- I'm sorry for um, taking
matters into my own hands.
I'm sorry.
What do I have to do to say I'm sorry?
- Just tell me next time before you leave.
And face strange wind att*cks...
I'd much rather prefer you
being alive at the end of this.
- Really?
- What were you looking for?
This?
- Wait, is that the, the second clue?
Wait, scroll two, marks
of the three Raveheirs.
- Two outta three.
I had already taken it
and replaced it with it a-
- A decoy.
I've read this.
Have been granted
supernatural powers from God.
Wow.
But first they must pass the ultimate test
of rock, paper, scissors.
What?
- There are three Raveheirs:
rock, paper, scissors.
If I'm calculating correctly,
you are the cutthroat
Raveheir, are you not?
- What?
- And apparently, oblivious at that.
- How do you know this?
Who's the second?
BB?
- Yeah.
The second was your sister,
and the third, we don't know.
Raveheirs and port royalty
have always been rivals.
One wants the island for divine solitude.
The other, for business.
My grandfather saw a vision from God,
that he should always ordain
three people upon birth
to protect the island.
- When a scroll is read.
- And that God would give them
with special powers to help.
- Supernatural signs
follow around the island.
- Three Raveheirs at any given time.
- In this case, seems it's fire.
- When one dies,
they will it to another.
- So who did BB will it to?
And how do we know if
they're paper or scissors?
Is there a significance to the symbol?
- Very.
Every Raveheir has a,
some sort of hidden mark
with a deeper hidden interpretation.
Could be a note of some
sort, maybe a musical note,
but really symbolizes a paper note.
- I spoke to Camisha.
She said he has a tattoo
of a musical note.
- Potentially.
Or it could just be a coincidence.
- Most likely not.
BB left me a note.
She loved leaving notes.
- Yeah, but most Raveheirs
don't even know their own signs, clearly.
- Yeah, it's not exactly like we get
a Raveheir training school.
We're just hunted down, k*lled,
and chased out by port thieves.
You were saying?
- That BB never got the
chance to will it to anyone,
since she was m*rder*d.
And the last Raveheir
is completely unrelated.
- In that case, it would be rock.
What about rock?
Could it be rock?
- I haven't figured that one out yet.
Have you?
- Rock could mean rockets?
I don't know,
but it doesn't matter.
Point is if I'm scissors,
then we're looking for
either rock or paper.
- Yeah, most likely paper.
So we have to get to him.
He can't trust her because once he does
and the port royal knows.
- He's dead meat.
- Yeah.
Yet another failed attempt
because he's not even checking his system,
let alone decoding the
messages we're sending him.
- This is getting exhausting.
I just wish he stayed dead.
- What are you doing?
- I was just praying.
- You're speaking poppycock.
- It didn't feel like nonsense to me.
- That's because you're a child.
Is this how we raised you?
Like a rebel?
Like a blasphemer?
A lawbreaker?
- Dad, I'm not trying to be rebellious.
- Oh, God.
What will people say?
My own son.
My own son!
Losing all respect for
the decency and the truth.
- ^jacobed] If anything's the
case, I have more respect.
- You have no respect
or you would honor your parents.
- I didn't believe for
myself until last night,
when I saw vision from God.
Now it's amazing, Dad.
Now, I get it, I get it.
All that you've been telling
me this time, I get it.
Because I'm experiencing Him for myself.
- You will say no word of this to anyone.
Do you understand?
- Why?
- Because I said so.
Son.
if this thing you say you saw
was really real, then your
disobedience to your father
would mean that it wasn't.
- You're manipulating me.
- You will say no word of this to anyone.
- Or what?
Or what, Dad?
- You promise you will never,
ever speak like that again.
Ever!
Never to tell anyone about
your little experience
you told your mom, do you understand?
- I thought you'd be happy.
- I, I am happy.
As long as you do exactly as I say.
- What if I don't?
- Come again?
Come again?
- I just don't understand
what the problem is.
- The problem is you.
The problem is as long as
you live under my roof,
you'll follow my rules.
Do you understand?
Do you understand?
Do you understand?
- Yes.
- Hey Candance.
- Hey.
- Um, was there a storm last night?
- Uh, sweetie, if there was a storm,
I don't think the trees
would look like that.
- Right.
- Why?
- Nothing.
It's nothing.
- Okay.
- Down to the last match.
It's not working.
So what again did you say
happened when you went back there?
- My uh, royal lounge.
Royal lounge, the uh guards.
The guards had completely taken it over.
- I'm sure he's been there.
- Yeah.
I'm sure he's been everywhere, now.
- Most people run away
from the fire, not into it.
You know, you don't have to be here.
This is my job, it's what I do.
I'll find them.
There's no need endangering
yourself living like this.
- No.
I'm... I'm fine.
- Shilo, we've been listening
to them talk for days.
And the others, there's
too many uncertainties.
It's a dead end.
Wherever we move is a dicey situation.
Whatever we do, someone's bound to lose.
BB wouldn't want you to die, too.
- Since the scroll was read,
I haven't been able to use my powers.
We've lost our signal.
Rain ran away, and the
temperature suddenly dropped.
There was even a storm last night.
- Signal is getting bad.
I can't hear anything.
It's all static.
- We have to go.
- Why, what's wrong?
- Just trust me.
- Yeah, yeah, okay, we'll move.
I can think of another
hidding spot.
- Let's go!
- Okay, let's, let's go.
- Welcome to the
underground barrel palace.
- What's all these?
Blackland?
- It's code for Raveland.
I ship relief supplies in this.
Send information to my
ambassadors, that sort of thing.
- To see what The Port Lord
is up to with the ships.
- Yeah.
- I...
Uh.
- Still bad signal?
- It should get better soon.
Hopefully.
- It's nice here. A lot warmer.
- Sky, right?
- Uh, yes, ma'am.
- Nice to meet you, I'm Camisha.
- You, too.
- Do you, uh, do you need something?
- No, I just, I needed
to return something.
- I'll take those from you.
- Thank you.
- Mmhm.
And a gift.
There you go, you're
officially a Rave member.
- Thank you so much.
- Yeah, no worries.
- I, uh, got through to Camisha's system.
- Yeah, I just managed to
send something through.
- Did you hear that?
- Hear what?
- Nothing's here.
Princess is gone.
See anything?
Do you see anything?
- Let's go.
- Shut up cheffy boy, I'm coming.
- What are you doing?
- Boss gonna blame one
of us for losing the files.
- It's gotta be you.
- He was just a boy.
- Can't feel bad.
Lots of boys choose evil.
He chose that life.
We have to move quick, let's go.
- Do you think he saw u-
- No, I don't think so.
- You know any other hiding spots?
- Yeah, that's not the
problem, but how did you know?
Right, cool.
- Oh, do shut up.
You have nothing substantial.
Children could be feeling
guilty for a variety of reasons.
Doesn't mean that they're the Raveheir.
Have her get you tangible
information or do it yourself.
Triple the efforts to hack their
system of what she gave you
and go in as discussed, or
you'll be a miserable widow.
Too many crimes proceed you
of which will be leaked.
So hurry, Josephine.
- Too bad it's too late.
- As a child, I would
always seek to find ways
to make the ports anything
but easy to access.
- How?
- Rocks.
But one day when I was spying
on Clavender Enterprise,
I was att*cked.
- Who are you watching?
- Nobody.
- You don't have to lie to me.
- Hey.
- Somebody's out late.
- Sorry, I got stuck in the storm.
- Right on bedtime.
Get stuck with any other person?
- Nope.
- Um, um.
I wanted to apologize for
the way that I was acting.
You know, the silent
treatment, the gossip,
the unnecessary comments.
- It's okay.
I'd treat me like that, too,
if it was the other way around.
- I appreciate it.
Yeah.
- Come here.
- Okay.
- Anyway, Horacio.
I know you two weren't just studying.
- Well, it actually was just studying.
- Classic Horacio.
- Until we got to the
front door and he asked me out.
- Shut up, shut up, what did I miss?
- Well, uh.
- What, what did you even say?
- I said, no?
- No?
- Oh, yeah.
- Okay, yeah.
No, okay, um.
I think it might be time to stone her!
- No, guys!
- What are you thinking?
- Stop, guys!
No, no, no, no.
Guys, okay, stop, stop.
Guys, okay, stop, come on.
I didn't think it was real, okay?
Like how could he possibly like me?
- Ouch.
Ouch, ouch, ouch.
- They couldn't see you?
- No, I was literally invisible.
- My goodness, so Daxon
is the second Raveheir,
but who's the last?
Who did my sister will it to?
And why is it so important
that we find them?
- The signal is down, we need to hurry
and get closer to the ports.
- Wow, this is very nice.
- Yeah, all this,
just for us.
- We get all of it?
- All of it.
I mean, we have the whole space.
I think we're just gonna tumble it down.
I don't want any kids in here.
- No.
- And I'll show you,
you wanna go over there?
- Gosh, I wanna kiss you.
Oh my gosh.
- Go ahead and go inside.
I'm gonna go change.
- Okay.
- Oh, that's perfect.
- Daxon!
Daxon!
Daxon!
Daxon?
Daxon!
Daxon!
- Horacio!
- Horacio!
Horacio! Oh, my gosh.
I just...I.
- Princess left you all alone
on this island, didn't she?
Oh, I do dote on her.
Never met this one.
But then I put two and two together,
and I realized the son
of our beloved founder,
Greshna, is still alive.
Why has nobody heard from him?
He must be a runaway or a Raveheir.
- Hello, Princess.
Are you looking for this?
- Turns out he was right under
my nose this entire time.
- I'm not what you're looking for.
- Do not speak when I am talking.
Maybe not.
But Shilo faked her departure
and chose to be here with you.
So spit it out!
What do you know, what are you hiding?
Where's Shilo?
- Who's Shilo?
- What do you mean she stopped
communicating with you?
We have to know.
We have to know.
We have to know!
Who is it?
- I don't know.
- Who's the last Heir?
- I don't know.
- Who is it?
- I don't know.
- Who is the last Heir?
- I don't know.
I promise!
- Tell me
- Is it Fina?
She had a dark past.
Is it Candance?
She's pretty jealous.
Tell me.
Or is the pretentious little
boy, oh, I do loathe him.
Or could it be the clueless runaway?
Is it Dimitrie?
Is it Jacob?
Tell me.
Who is it?
Tell me!
- I'll tell you!
- Mmm.
Oh, your girlfriend came.
- Hello, Father.
- Daddy!
- Hey!
Baby, God has been good to us.
I got a job.
And we're moving.
What are you drawing?
It's pretty.
- Where have you been?
We've been looking all over for you.
- I guess you should have
looked closer to home.
I was so tired of begging you
to take me to the academy,
so I took matters into my own hands.
That's when I knew love was the last thing
you could ever feel.
- It's not what you think.
- I had plans to hang out
with my best friend BB,
but I overheard a conversation
where my bastard of a mother
said you'd be on the island that day.
Josephine.
So I took a tour.
I wanted to surprise you.
Again, bad move.
When I arrived at the academy,
they didn't even know I was yours,
since no one knew of my existence.
And well, the rest is history.
That's until I escaped.
- It's not what you think.
- Don't worry.
I was only there for 24 horrific hours.
I escaped in time before I was hurt,
in any permanent way, that is.
And while my mother, Josephine,
banished me and tried to k*ll me.
She would rather have her own child dead
than you find out that I knew
consequent of her negligence.
And of course, I had to dye my hair,
run away and question everything
and everyone I ever knew.
- No, no, my princess!
- Don't call me that.
If you call me that again, I'll k*ll you!
- I ended it all!
- No you didn't, you bastard!
Only temporarily.
All the lives you've
already hurt, destroyed?
You sick person.
You wanted to find the last Raveheir
so you could k*ll them and live
happily ever after with Sky.
Well, here's great news for you, Father.
The last Raveheir,
Is me.
- You have the last clue,
but you don't know what it means, do you?
Scroll three, life and powers.
Rule number one, the eternal
life of divine power.
Raveheirs can't die, not unless
they give away their power.
- Candance.
- Relax, it's gonna take a while.
- I know what I did was wrong,
but that was before I, I really saw you.
I, I love you guys.
Every single one of you.
You're really the only
family that I have now.
Please don't leave me.
Please don't leave me, too.
Please forgive me.
- Get in here.
- Daxon?
Daxon?
Daxon!
- Shilo?
I was just about to come for you.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Rain crashed.
Apparently she's the last Raveheir.
- Rain?
- Yeah, I was shocked, too.
She's waiting for us.
- I would wait one second
to hear my proposition
before you decide to dip.
You didn't really think that skimpy maniac
was The Port Lord, did you?
- Who are you?
- Don't act
like you believed that garbage
about her being the last Raveheir.
She was working for me.
A good actress, I might add,
even though she could do
with a little more work,
a couple of tears maybe here and there.
I'll do better with my next subject.
Him fainting from a heat stroke
was a nice reaction, though.
See, Clavender was working for me.
The operation was simply a code name
to attract the last Raveheir.
See, I needed a way to
attract all the Raveheirs,
so I set up a perfect storm
and I knew what the appearance
of Clavender Enterprises being evil,
we'd lure the last Raveheir.
I was sure that Shilo would find a way
to locate all Raveheirs
if I made it impossible
for her to stay in her palace.
- And why, on God's green earth,
would you be on a Raveheir hunt?
- The second
clue you stole from Guard.
When one dies, they will it to another.
This is the reason you two are here.
You've read the third
scroll, haven't you, Shilo?
Transfer of powers, the unforgivable sin,
to reject the spirit that lives in you.
The Kn*fe in front of you.
All you have to do is cut
a little slit on your palm
and drop one drop of blood on the tap,
and will your Raveheir powers to me.
- We're never going to do that.
- You can't exactly rob God.
- Don't
leave her clueless, Daxon.
Do tell her the truth about your father.
He was chased out of Raveland,
for trying to steal his
brother's Raveheir rights.
Of course, Daxon ran away from his father
before he could k*ll him, too,
and take his powers from him.
- Daxon?
- Today, you
will will your powers to me.
- With all due respect, PL,
we thank you for the breaking news.
If you don't mind,
we're going to be taking our exit.
- You could
go, as I k*ll them all.
I know you can't die on my watch,
but a Raveheir's time expires
once they are powerless
and out of favor with God.
Forfeit your Raveheir
birthright to me, like porridge.
Hmm, the hard way it is.
Now let's see, who should we k*ll first?
- No!
- Will your powers
to me.
- Stop!
- Or every 10 seconds
- Stop!
- A person
will die on the island,
until no is left and the blood of Raveland
will be on your hands.
- Crap!
Crap!
- There's nothing to work
with, can you read his mind?
- I can't, I can't hear him.
I just know someone else is about to die.
- Here goes Jacobed II.
- Stop, stop, please!
Please, please stop.
Please.
- How on earth is he
k*lling them so quickly?
- You want me to go?
- Rain-
- You're choosing her over me?
- Go, Rain.
Rain, go.
- What happened to, as long
as it rains on Raveland?
- I guess it's dry season in Raveland.
- All you have
to do is cut a little slit
on your palm and drop one drop of blood
on the tablet and will
your Raveheir powers to me.
You'll live your life
like a normal person,
and all this can come to an end.
Peaceful transfer of powers,
using your own free will.
- Scroll three, life and powers.
Rule number two, the
unforgivable transfer of powers.
The punishment for the
unforgivable transfer
of powers is death.
How could he think of doing that?
No, no, no, Daxon!
Daxon, you can't!
- No, No, Rain!
No!
- Daxon, you can't!
- No!
- You can't.
- The unfortunate part
of all of this is Rain is going
to Hell, just like BB did.
She gave her up her rights
at the mention of your name, Shilo.
- I'm sorry.
- For spying, or for your mere existence?
- I just wanted to find out the truth
about how my parents were k*lled.
- Your parents meddled in
things they shouldn't have.
Trying to stop our boss from
taking what's rightfully his.
- Please let Rac leave.
- What are you willing to give?
- Anything.
I'do anything for Rac.
- He's trying to get to you.
Don't let him.
Shilo!
Shilo, don't let him!
- Rac!
- Your
sister sold her soul to me.
- You're lying.
You're a liar!
You are a liar!
- Shilo!
- You're a liar!
You're a liar.
You're a liar!
- Shilo!
- You're a liar.
A liar!
You're a liar.
- It's okay.
It's okay, it's okay.
- You're a liar!
- It's okay, it's okay,
it's okay.
- You're a liar!
- It's okay, it's okay,
it's okay.
- You're.
- It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
It's okay, it's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay, it's okay.
- BB was rock.
She gave her powers to him.
She had the power to heal.
- So he weaponized it to k*ll.
- I took this from Guard.
This says, only Raveheir
power can give Raveheir power.
The unforgivable transfer of powers.
But it also says only
Raveheir power can counteract
or take away Raveheir power.
- What?
Only Raveheir power can
counteract Raveheir power?
- My own son, my own son?
How could you become this?
I simply have to control him.
He's too weak, too,
weak, too weak, too weak.
What am I going do,
going to do, going to do?
I must k*ll them all,
until Shilo and Daxon
wills their powers to me.
powers to me, powers to me.
The last Raveheir is my son,
so I will simply punish him
so they can never know my identity.
Raveheirs can't die, so I
know he'll be fine.
Oh no, oh no, oh no!
But Raveheirs can't die! Jacobed!
- The Port Lord's mind
Jacobed's father.
- No!
Who else could it be?
Who else, who else could,
I thought it was him, no!
- I have to destroy
the thing that is powering him.
- Who's the last Raveheir!
I will avenge my son!
- You have no respect,
because I said so!
Because I said so!
Rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel?
Blasphemer, blasphemer, blasphemer.
You will say no word of this to anyone.
What will people say?
You promise, you will never
speak like that again, ever!
Who else, who else, who
else?
No!
As long as you do,
exactly
as I say,.
My head!
What are you doing?
What are you doing to me?
What are you doing, what
are you doing to me?
Turn it off, turn it off!
- If you do this,
then I will give you bliss.
The lie that leads us all to abyss.
What shall it profit a man
if he gains the whole world
but loses his soul?
My sister crossed that
line and she lost it all.
When we lose our God-given identity,
we not only lose ourselves,
we lose our power.
The loss of the past is painful.
But we have a future.
- Close your eyes.
- Often pain pushes
us to take rash decisions,
take others down, even take our own lives,
but it can also push us to
take charge of our lives.
Take a moment to breathe.
Take time to think and take
back what belongs to us.
Hope.
As long as there is life, there is hope.
- Sky, Sky?
Sky, Sky!
Oh my God!
- Call the ambulance quick.
Sky, what have you done?
- Hello?
Hello our friend, she's,
she's unconscious.
Please help.
- You need to tell
us exactly what happened.
- I don't know, we just found her here.
The pills are basically empty.
We're at 745 Main Street.
Please help, please!
- Can you hear a pulse?
- Can't believe you took that sucker out.
- And you'll be happy
to know that I heard word
from my ambassadors.
He should be getting
arrested, anytime soon.
- Finally.
- So, you're leaving?
- Funny enough, I don't hate
this place as much anymore.
I always used to just see
the darkness within it.
But you inspire me.
You rose from the ashes
and reclaimed your throne and identity.
You're a true Raveheir.
Can you read my mind?
- Well, if somebody would've
told me about the problem,
maybe it wouldn't have
happened to the first, right?
- Yes, ma'am, I understan-
- Oh, shut up.
- Shilo.
- In the flesh.
- I didn't know you were coming-
- Now, where are the keys to my hotel?
You're fired.
- I don't need this.
I always knew you were a female dog.
I can build a hotel, casinos.
In fact, I have a new business partner.
- Mm, You mean Raveland?
The one I happen to own?
- Own.
- Yes, my father willed it to me.
Long story.
- But,
Camisha.
- Camisha was undercover.
- Of course.
- How else would she have known
all the dirt you were planning?
- Double stabbed.
- Mm.
Sounds like what you did
to a certain Sky Clavender, ring a bell?
Now you stay away from her
for the rest of your life.
You have five minutes to exit my hotel.
That's before the police come
and takes you in for the
charge of attempted m*rder.
- Oh, Shilo.
- It was nice knowing you, Josephine.
Good luck in jail.
- We are not done here.
Wait for me!
Hear me out, just wait a second!
- Raveland will
never be the same again.
The Port Lord may or may not be gone,
but what we know for sure is this.
As long as a Raveheir lives,
Raveland will never die.
"I'm sorry I wasn't there
to help with this fight,
"but with what I could see,
I thought you had it handled.
"I hope to one day be reunited with you.
"But for now, I simply
have to say thank you
"for saving Raveland.
"1K1912.
TL
"The last Raveheir."
Raveland (2023)
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