Hey guys, here's a new story. It's really different from everything else I've written. I wanted to try something new, so if it's not as good as usual that's why. This story has a bit of magic, fighting, and a completely different setting than normal. And in this story Len isn't a playboy. He's just an emotionless jerkface, if that's any better. I hope you like it.
"Please," the old man pleaded on his knees. "I will find a way to pay this month's taxes if I am only given a few more days." The man looked up at his country's prince with a look of helplessness. The prince was a handsome young boy who was only 13 years old, quiet young to be ruling a kingdom. His blonde hair was tied back into a small ponytail. He was perfect in appearance, expect for his cold blue eyes.
The prince's eyes showed his true nature, a menacing, heartless boy who cared only from himself. As the begging peasant stared up at the prince, the prince gave him a look of disgust. He despised dirty peasants who groveled at his feet. Everyone wanted the same thing, his pity.
This particular peasant was unable to pay the month's taxes, and made the trip to the castle to ask for more time to come up with the money. He feared the punishment for not paying taxes. The peasant would be jailed for life, leaving his family to fend for themselves.
"Please, my prince," the peasant cried again. The prince looked down at him again and sneered.
"You disgust me," the prince said coldly. "Arrest him for his crimes." Suddenly a tall, intimidating man appeared in the room. His pink hair took a bit away from his scariness, but not much. The peasant looked at the man in fear.
"No, please!" the peasant cried, as the guard grabbed him.
"Yuuma, take him to a cell far from my chambers so I do not have to hear his pathetic cries," the prince commanded. His guard, Yuuma, nodded and took the man away. As the guard and the peasant disappeared, a man with grey hair appeared to talk with the prince.
"Another one," the man laughed. "This is the third one today. You'll run out of dungeon space eventually."
"Your jokes don't amuse me, Dell," the prince said. "Don't you have something to be doing?"
"Why do you act so coldly to your cousin, Lenny?" Dell whined. "I'm your only family left. You should treat me with more love."
"Don't call me that ridiculous nickname," the prince hissed. "It is childish and pathetic."
"Fine, Len" Dell replied, with a hint of sarcasm. The prince's cousin sighed to himself. He was not only the prince's cousin, but also his closest advisor. Despite Dell's importance to Len, the prince still treated him without care.
However, this was fine for Dell. Truthfully, he did not enjoy his cousin much either. In his mind, Len was nothing more than a spoiled brat drunk with power. Power that Dell believed should belong to him.
"I must leave," Dell announced to the prince. "There is business I must attend to." Dell turned and left the main room, where the prince stayed with a bored expression on his face. As Dell left, he cursed under his breath.
"That little brat," Dell whispered. "Someday, I'll be in charge and give him a test of his own medicine." The prince did not suspect his cousin's treason. But why would he? Though the prince found his cousin annoying, he still held complete trust in him.
Dell was given certain duties that Len did not wish to do. For example, Dell would travel to the villages and collect taxes. He hired the castle's staff and completed boring jobs like that. It was a fair amount of responsibility, which brought Dell high status. However, it did not satisfy the amount of power Dell yearned for.
When Dell had disappeared, Len sighed and laid his head against the edge of his throne. He was bored with hearing his people's pointless problems. Were they so incompetent that they could not depend on themselves? They complained about some many things. High taxes, crime, and some even came to him about problems that the prince had never even heard of.
"Excuse me," a quiet voice said. Len looked up to see a young woman wearing a purple cloak. Her violet hair fell down her shoulders, and she appeared to be in her early twenties. The prince tried to guess what she needed. Probably something unimportant, he thought to himself.
"I have a favor to ask," the woman said. "Please free everyone in your dungeons." The prince almost burst out in laughter.
"Are you mad?" the prince said. "You want me to release criminals?"
"They aren't criminals," the woman frowned. "They are victims of your abuse of the kingdom. People who can't afford to pay your outrageous taxes and are forced to steal to survive. I want to help them. Please free them!"
"I will do no such thing!" the prince yelled with an angry tone. "How dare this woman command me to do these things?" Len thought to himself. He was about to call for Yuuma, when the woman stuck her hand out at him.
"You are a cold-hearted, evil boy," the woman whispered. "I will ensure that your heart will remain cold and emotionless. You don't deserve to feel love or compassion. I curse you to be emotionless and cold for all your days. You will have a miserable existence"
"Is this woman trying to place a curse?" the prince thought to himself. "Magic does not exist, she must be crazy." The purple-haired woman whispered words in a foreign language, and the prince sat, watching her in amusement.
"Let her whisper nonsense to herself and wallow in her own insanity," the prince chuckled. Suddenly, Len felt a sharp pain in his chest and the amusement he felt disappeared. He looked at the woman with wide eyes, and normally would feel anger. But he didn't feel anger. In fact, he did not feel anything at all.
"You're nothing more than an emotionless shell," the devious woman smiled. "This is your curse that will remain with you until you die as punishment for your crimes." The woman turned and left with a slight smile.
"The only way to break your curse," the woman whispered, so quietly that the prince could not hear. "Is to find the only person in the world that could actually love an evil boy like you."
Meanwhile in a small village a few miles from the castle…
"Am I doing it right?" a 13-year girl asked, as she added an egg to the bowl. She looked at her brother with a big smile.
"You're doing it perfectly," the girl's brother, Rinto, smiled. He was teaching his sister another recipe. Rinto was a baker in town, and his younger sister loved to bake along with him. He watched as she stirred the batter, her white bow bouncing as she moved the spoon.
"That's enough, Rin," Rin said. The girl nodded and poured the batter into a small pan. Her brother took the pan and placed it in the fiery oven to bake.
"I can't wait to eat it!" Rin smiled. "I bet it will be delicious." Rin loved nothing more than eating her creations with her brother, her only family. Their parents had died when disease had spread through the village a few years ago. The two siblings depended on each other for everything. They were closer than most siblings in the village.
Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door. Rinto stood up, and answered the door. He was surprised to find one of the castle's guards waiting outside.
"Rinto Kagamine?" the man asked. Rinto nodded, with a wary expression.
"You haven't paid your taxes this month. I'm afraid I'll have to arrest you." Rinto looked back at his sister, who was still sitting at the table smiling. He knew that this day was coming. He had been trouble paying the prince's extremely high taxes for months. And this month, there was barely enough money to keep his bakery open.
The castle guard pulled out a pair of handcuffs and slipped them onto Rinto's hands. He pulled Rinto away from the door to join all the other people who were being arrested today. Rin looked at her brother with an alarmed expression.
"Where are you going?" she cried. Rin stood up, and ran after her brother. When she stepped outside the house, she saw a multitude of people. In the center of the crowd were dozens of people with handcuffs. They were all being arrested for reasons unknown to the young girl.
She searched the crowd for her brother. Rin refused to let him leave her. She saw blond hair poking above the crowd and ran in that direction.
"Rinto!" she cried, tears starting in fall from her face.
Only a few meters away, a young boy named Kaito sighed, as he watched his parents be arrested for tax evasion. It wasn't that his parents didn't have enough money to pay taxes; it was just that they were greedy and tried to avoid paying.
Kaito wasn't sad about his parents being sent to the dungeons. They weren't very kind to their 14-year old son. They weren't very kind to anyone for that matter. Kaito watched as the castle guards brought more and more people to be sent to the dungeons.
If there was anyone Kaito despised more than his parents, it was the prince. The prince was a heartless person who deserved to live a painful, unforgiving life. He arrested so many people, ruined so many lives, and didn't care.
Kaito took another look at the growing crowd, and saw a young girl, only a year younger than himself, running towards a boy and a guard.
"Rinto!" she screamed, tears streaming down her face. "What is she doing?" Kaito thought to himself. "They'll arrest her too if she messes with the guards! She wouldn't be able to survive in those dungeons." Kaito sprinted after the girl.
As he drew closer to her, he grabbed the edge of her dress and pulled her towards him.
"Stop it!" the girl cried, trying to free herself from Kaito's grip. "They have Rinto!" Kaito could feel the girl's tears fall on his arms. Her voice was pained and full of hurt.
"Settle down," Kaito said gently. "You can't go after him or they'll arrest you too."
"I don't care!" Rin screamed. There was a sudden yell, and both Rin and Kaito looked up. The wagons used to transport the prisoners to the castle were leaving. Rinto sat in the wagon near the end of the line, with a sad expression.
"Rinto!" Rin cried one last time. As her brother disappeared into the distance, she fell on the ground sobbing. Kaito kneeled next to her, and put his arms around the crying girl.
"It'll be okay," he whispered. Kaito didn't know why he wanted to help this girl so much, but he did.
"You don't know that," Rin snapped back. "I might never see him again!" She cried with her face buried in her hands.
"I promise that you'll see him," Kaito said suddenly. "You and I will rescue him someday, I promise."
"Really?" Rin said, looking up at Kaito's face. She noticed that he was very handsome and kind. She trusted his words, and decided to take a chance on him.
"Really," Kaito smiled. The young boy already had an idea. His parents had lots of money in the now abandoned house. He could take Rin far from the village and the two of them would find a way to get her brother back.
So how was it? Was it okay? I don't enjoy writing in third person, so the next chapter is switching to POVs. By the way, the mysterious young girl is Yuzuki Yukari because she seems magical and is awesome.
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