I BURST OPEN THE ROYAL DOORS TO MY BEDROOM, AN ANDROID FOLLOWING CLOSE BEHIND me after the long, tiring ceremony. I was glad to become a prince, but it came with much responsibility. It was worth all of the riches though, as well as the power.

I let out a frustrated sigh as I saw the state my bedroom was in. I ran a hand through my blonde hair to calm myself without much luck. My clothing was strewn across my floor, sheets all over the place, leftovers from this morning still sitting upon the table. It was as if someone had deliberately been paid to come and wreck it. I spotted my port screen in the middle of the mess and angrily picked it up.

"Tell one of the servants to clean up this filth," I snarled at the android.

It swiftly rolled out the door.

Suddenly, I heard someone knock. A servant couldn't have gotten here so quickly, could they?

"Come in!" I yelled, feeling confused.

An old women dressed in tattered clothing walked in. She had a large variety of moles, her fingers were covered in boils, and her teeth looked as if they were rotting. Her skin was tinted green. From the first glance I could guess that she was a beggar. Her dark eyes met mine. She held out a gift box to me and opened her mouth to say something-

"Get out!" I shouted at her before she could say anything.

"Please kind young man, I only came to give you this gift-" she started to say.

"Then place it on the table and get out!" I shouted, anger radiating off me.

"Wait...my house got burned to the ground and I need shelter. I know it's a lot to ask, but your castle is magnificently big, and I was hoping to get shelter for just one night-"

"Leave! You can't just come in here! I don't care about your sob story. I am the prince, now do as I ask!" I interrupted her.

She looked at me with angry eyes.

"Very well then," she murmured.

Suddenly her presence faded away.

The beautiful queen Levana was standing before him. She had perfect cheekbones and milky pale skin. Her long dress made her look elegant, and her long dark hair ran down her back. There were two guards standing beside her.

I got onto my knees and begged for mercy. I knew this could mean war. Suddenly, I noticed a hidden camera on Levanas necklace.

"It is too late for that young prince, the people have already seen how you mistreat a person based on their looks alone. Guards!" She called.

Regret spread throughout me, I'd failed my test to become prince. Now, the people would have no faith in me.

It dawned on me, queen Levana must've done this purposefully. She must want something. Maybe to weaken country, take the throne for herself.

Before I could dwell on that thought, I was being fastened into a chair inside of a white room with mirrors crowding the walls. Machines were being hooked up to me. I struggled to to get out of the chair, though I knew it wouldn't budge.

"You will pay for your actions," I heard Levanas cold voice say venomously.

Pain shot through me as I started to writhe and scream. I felt as if I was changing, like knives were being pulled out of me. Then, when the pain became unbearable, I blacked out.

I awoke to the silent buzz of the torture chamber, as I decided to call it. I opened my eyes slowly, afraid that if they noticed my wake the pain would start all over. Gladly, it hadn't, but I felt strange, if only I knew why...

"Good Morning young prince. Look into the mirror," I heard Levana say coolly.

Afraid of what I'd see but still too curious, I obeyed.

I gaped in shock and humiliation.

I looked hideous, like a beast. Two sharp, devil-like horns sat upon my head. My front teeth were now fangs, and my muscles had grown to an in-human extent. I had scaley dragon skin and my fingernails were like daggers. I looked as if I could rip apart a space ship with my bare hands. My eyes were as red as a rose, so red it looked as if they'd been clouded over with blood.

Soon after I was taken to an abandoned far away tower, with just my portscreen, though any ability of communication had been taken from it.

"You cannot leave this castle. You will rot and die alone, unloved by anyone," Levena said with a smug grin on her face.

Helpless to the guards powers, I was forced into the gloomy tower.

I felt hopeless. Soon I felt very alone, wishing that anyone stumble upon the castle. Wishing that someone would care enough about me help cure me. I wished I wasn't an orphan so that my parents could come look for me. I wished someone loved me.

These were all hopeless wishes though.

Who could ever love a beast?