The High blood and the Low blood

by SugarySweetKitten

Okay so, i will be adding more of these later, but what happens so far is it goes over what exactly Karkat is going through in his pauper life, so if you have read the prince and the pauper you'll know where i'm heading with this that's all I'm going to say No spoilers! *SSK*

1. The Low blood's life

Okay so here's my first Fanfiction, so I'm kind of nervous about this...Um, first of all the characters aren't mine…Clearly they belong to Hussie, If they had belonged to me kk would still be here…By the way if I'm off color on the planets I ask that you guys please not flame me…I do not know very much about Alternia, and if the characters are OOC I am very sorry. Oh almost forgot this is an adaptation of the Prince and the pauper, so I'll be using some idea's from there. ~*SSK*~

It was midmorning on the planet of Alternia; most of the lower bloods were out being beggars excluding a troll wearing a black sweater slightly worn for it were the only low bloods shirt he had owned at the time. Kankri had been extremely irritable lately unlike his normally poise and annoying self. "Karkat get out there and get some money so we can afford the food and this ram shack hive we live in!" The little low blood could really care less about the house he longed to be along with the high bloods in their regal palaces, and less pitiful living standards.

Though neither the less if he hadn't he knew he would get a beating for not doing so, though sadly the little troll with nubby horns had to deal with this consistently. Simply to say it was the life of a low blood in all, though it was dreadful the troll had grown accustomed to living to these otherwise horrendous standards. Slowly the Low blood trudged out the door and went into the slums of the city simply going and plopping down alongside a building and going back to his fantasies of royal life.

Time passed and the streets began to grow empty, he might as well get home before he was beaten more severely for coming home empty handed. After his beatings he had decided to retire and call it a night before something even more eventful would happen. "DAMN BEING A LOWBLOOD BLOWS…UGH! WHAT I WOULDN'T GIVE BE A HIGHBLOOD JUST FOR ONE DAY!" He muttered lowly before turning on his side on the scratchy messy wooden floor in which he happened to be sleeping on instead of the more comfortable slabs in which the high bloods had possessed.

Eventually after several complaints, the small low blood hade began to let his fantasies wash over his mind and let sleep slowly but surely claim him.

~Part one completed~