Whew, here's a new story! I apologise for not really doing much recently, I've been busy with other things... Mainly thinking up new ideas. Anyway, here's the first chapter of Resistance.

Character ages:

Austin - 24

Haou - 25

Jehu - 26

Jim - 24

Johan - 24

Kenzan - 21

Yubel - 25

"Insert text here" - Regular speech (This will be used with Yubel as well.)

"Insert text here" - Quiet speaking

Insert text here - Thoughts

"Insert text here" - Monsters

"Insert text here" - Messages/Written notes etc.

Johan's POV

There's always been a large resistance against the reign of the horrid king, known as Haou. He's supposed to have been a normal boy before he was tainted by evil through an accident. He destroyed our world and tried to claim it for his own. My brother and I are leaders of the freedom fighters who have fought desperately against his reign. We've lost many through death, while others have been claimed by the king as prizes or slaves. Yet, our numbers have yet to deplete to an alarming number as we have almost the whole country against him and on our side.

I stirred a bit as I opened my eyes to meet my brother's orange gaze. His dark teal hair covered some of his face as he had his hands on my shoulder. I groaned a bit before his words woke me fully.

"Johan! It's Haou! He's launched a surprise attack!"

I snapped awake, jolting from the bed. It didn't take me long to get dressed and rush outside with my brother. We bit our lips at the sight. Thousands of monsters had ravaged the town we had made and it was obvious they were looking for someone. Me and my brother rushed forward, guiding civilians and other fighters to safety. A few of the monsters turned their heads to me and my sibling and a cruel smirk formed on their jaws or lips. I couldn't help but become slightly rigid when I felt a pair of golden eyes land on me. I heard a few of the freedom fighters shout mine and my brother's names. I looked over to them, though hesitant, three of the people calling for us were my good friends Jim, Austin and Kenzan. I looked over to my brother, who was already running over and started to run. Though, what I didn't expect was my ankle to be grabbed and my body to go hurtling to the ground, only for an armoured hand clad in black with lines of gold to catch me and pull me up and a blade pressed at my throat. I saw the horror in my brother's eyes as he went to run over, to get me away from the king.

"Jehu! Don't! Stop it! Keep an eye on everyone, don't worry about me!" I shouted to him in a desperate voice before Haou clamped his hand over my mouth and the blade press further into my throat. I felt a few threads of crimson blood slide down my neck. I could only wait for what was to happen. I had expected to be killed, but that wasn't the case. Instead, Haou removed the blade from my neck and grabbed my wrists roughly. He pulled them behind my back and looked me over with that cold golden gaze. I noticed a twisted smirk slip onto his lips as he turned and dragged me with him. A few monsters restricted the possibility for my brother and friends to get me away. I was released for a while, only to be grabbed by a monster. When I looked up, I saw they had silver and purple wild hair and heterochromia. One green eye and one orange eye. They had both a feminine and masculine build and blue lipstick that sported their lips, along with slightly blue tinted fangs and teeth. I bit my lip before the grasp of the king was back on my wrist. He hauled me up onto the horse and growled lowly. I knew that if I moved, I would be killed. The demon even stayed nearby, on their very own horse.

"Yubel, if he tries to escape... You know what to do."

Haou's voice sent chills up my spine as I looked at him in horror. The demon grinned and bore their blue fangs to me with a sadistic look in their eyes. They replied with a content voice, they knew exactly what they were to do. Kill me or prevent me from escaping through force... What bothered me was the sickeningly seductive voice they had as they purred the king's name. Were they a pet of the man in front of me or something?

"Understood, Haou..."

I fell silent and did not move from the spot I was in. I knew that I was not going to see my brother, Jim, Kenzan or Austin again... Nor any of the freedom fighters. I could only long to be in the arms of my brother and wish to see my friends again as I was brought to the king's castle. I scowled under my breath and cursed in our native language, one Haou had yet to familiarise himself with.

"Šūdas...(1)"

Haou looked at me and knew I was purposely speaking in our native tongue to confuse him. He looked to Yubel, who had apparently studied the language. I was screwed. Yep, they knew my language.

"He swore... I suppose I'll be a translator for you, Haou..."

Yubel's voice was a bit masculine now, though I could've sworn it was more feminine before. Haou then looked to me and let out a gentle "oh?". I then looked up at him with defiant eyes and growled. I spoke again in my native tongue, earning a rather annoyed look from Yubel as they knew exactly what I said.

"Varžtas jums!"

"Yubel?" Haou looked over to the demon who growled. Their voice was now feminine again. Was this a recurring thing?

"He said screw you."

Haou just chuckled, stopping when he reached the palace. He got off the horse and pulled me down, tugging my arm so the gap between us was closed and we were nose-to-nose. He had a rather intimidating glare in his golden eyes now as he smirked and spoke in both a strong and annoyed voice.

"Bad mouth me like that again, rebel..." He paused and I knew he was being serious when he said the final part of his sentence. "... I will punish you."

I knew that my life was going to be hell now.

"Kruvinas pragaras...(2)" I scowled under my breath, this was the worst. I lay on the cobblestone floor, my eyes looking at the guard who stood there. He was a fiend... No doubt... I turned on my side when I heard the sound of armour against stone. He was coming down... What did he want?

"I see you're still being stubborn then..." Haou's voice was cold and held no emotion, but I decided not to respond. I just growled and lay so my back remained facing him. Then, the unwanted sound of the door being unlocked, moved and opened echoed into my ears and I jolted. He was walking over, having closed the cell door behind him. Armour against armour, the sound of metal rubbing against metal reverberated through my prison. I could tell he was close now... "Johan..."

The way he said my name, it sent chills up my spine. So he found out my name, huh? Great... My gaze hardened as I pushed myself from the stone floor and jerked myself away from him as he attempted to grab me. I jumped away and skidded to a stop, my back against the wall as I glared at him. He just smirked.

Haou's POV

I had to admit, I was not expecting the rebel to back off from me. As he pressed his back against the wall, his green gaze held hostility. I couldn't help but smirk. He was an interesting guy... Out of all of the fighters I had caught, he was by far the most amusing. I chuckled softly and walked over to him, beating him to the punch. He tried to move away a second time, but my hand found it's way to his neck and I pulled him back. I felt him tense under my grasp and I couldn't help but grin. His peridot green eyes just held their glare as he stared at me, but I know I took him by surprise when I pressed my lips against his. He jolted and I could tell he was taken by surprise. I even felt him struggle slightly under my grasp and body, which just further amused me. When I pulled away, having been in contact with his soft lips for quite a while, I saw him gasp as air flocked back into him. He looked at me and then his appealing voice slid out of his lips, in a language I understood.

"What the hell was that for?"

I took his chin in my hand and lifted it up slightly, I could see the slight fear in his eyes. I wanted, no I needed, to make this boy mine. He was just too cute and attractive to kill or force into slavery. Everything about him just made me want him. His skin was an ivory shade, which made his features show well. His teal hair framed his face, and gently curved into his neck. His face was perfectly carved, with a sharp jawline. His lips being both soft and smooth. The way his neck was slender and went into slightly broad and well-built shoulders. How his body was curved slightly, his chest prominent and his hips added to the curvature of his physique. His waist tuck in slightly, also adding to the curve. His thighs were strong and his whole being was perfect and his eyes... Those gorgeous green gems he had as eyes. Holding such fire in them and a vibrant sign of life. Everything about him, I wanted it all. I needed it all.

"I was just taking something I wanted."

I noticed his eyes widen and the way he pulled his lip inwards, it just added to the appeal. I wanted to see more of this boy. I was about to pin him, before Yubel walked in and growled as they spoke. The demon seemed to be bothered about something. Their words were the opposite of what I wanted to hear.

"The rebels are planning to take their leader back, Haou..."

I looked to the boy, who seemed relieved. I hated how he spoke so happily at the mention of his group. I heard him speak in his native tongue again, which changed the way he spoke a bit, but it just made him that bit more cuter. Though, it appears Yubel did not hear him, as they did not offer a translation. Though I could tell what he said... I wanted him to lose that relief. I wanted him to forget about them. I wanted him to know only me and this kingdom. Not all of his efforts to free this world from my reign.

"Ačiū Dievui!(3)"

I growled lowly and looked to Yubel. The words slid from my lips, I didn't want them to take him. He was mine now...

"Kill them if you must, they aren't having him back. He's a spoil of war, after all..."

His eyes widened and I heard him shout at me, Yubel scowled and mumbled something under their breath after they heard him.

"Šiukštu!(4)"

I looked to him. The fear in his green eyes and the horror at my command. I then smirked and let the words come out. He seemed to be even more terrified when I said those final words before I left the room and slammed the door behind me.

"You're mine now."

Inspired of the song: The Resistance - Skillet

I hope you liked this chapter! Reviews are greatly appreciated! Also, please do not hesitate to correct me on translations, these are just going off what friends and translators have told me. Also, yes. In this, Johan's native language is Lithuanian. I was going to do Norwegian, but I changed my mind. It'd be a nice twist, after all.

(1) - Shit!

(2) - Bloody hell...

(3) - Thank God!

(4) - Don't you dare!