The Princess Diaries: Vol. 1, Chapter 1

The Lies

Introduction

Opening the door Fakir walked Mytho out of the dance room. He grasped his hand and threw him against the wall. "What's wrong with you?" he screeched. "What did I do?" Mytho said innocently. Fakir looked deeply into his eyes, you could see fiery in his eyes as the fire burned deep in his heart. "You know what you did, don't lie. You killed Rue didn't you?" Fakir sensed that Mytho was the one who killed Rue, the once gracefully dancer who even though was a raven princess. "Why would I kill Rue? For all we know it could be your girlfriend" Mytho hissed back. The many angry words that vanished through their mouths, Fakir wouldn't stop until he got the truth out of Mytho.

Fakir gave a severe stare and unconstrained Mytho's hand. "I'm sorry; I just implicit you did it." Mytho smiled inconsistently. His eyes showed a deep fiery black, Fakir looked at him. "Fakir…" Mytho paused. His voice deep. "What is it?" Fakir asked suspicious of what the anger in Mytho's voice was for. "What about Ahiru?" his smile darkened and the hallways became filled with screams and then silence. Fakir wasn't sure about Mytho, but it did have to do something with Ahiru, but what?

Silence dawned the town and the morning was just arising.

Fakir woke up, rubbed his eyes, and walked over to the window. A suspicious figure in a midnight black looked up with reddened eyes and a sly smile that seemed to make the world stop for a moment. "Who is that?" he wondered his eyes scattering from place to place trying to spot where the figure was going. Soon enough, Ahiru came running by catching up to the figure and bumping carelessly into a man who somewhat had a posture like Mr. Cat. "Who are you?" the voice said. Ahiru looked up and put her back to the wall. "S… Sorry sir. I didn't know you were there. Forgive me!" Fakir watching the strange figure yell and threaten Ahiru for accidentally running into him, Fakir had to stop him from what he was doing.

Quickly grabbing his sword, Fakir knocked his door down and ran in front of Ahiru. Kneeling, he held the sword up to the man's neck. "Don't you hurt her" he said. Then the man looked down with the same sly smile and the same black midnight cloak. Is that the same guy I saw earlier? But how? Wasn't he just walking towards the square, how'd he get here? Fakir couldn't answer any of the questions that ran through his head; he continued to hold up the sword to the neck of the mysterious man. The black midnight cloak revealed a small glimpse of hair. It was a slivery white that glistened. "Mytho?" Ahiru question behind Fakir's strong, but warm body. The man removed his hood; deep light brown eyes revealed but continued to flicker from red to light brown. Fakir dropped the sword, as he saw the sorrowful grin on Mytho's face. "Sorry to scare you like that Fakir" Mytho said.

"Hey, it's okay as long as you didn't hurt Ahiru" Fakir said.

"What? Do you like her or something?"

"No way!"

"Denial"

Ahiru's cheeks became a deep rosy red. Mytho pointed in her way, but not at her to a walking shadow in the alley. "Who's there?" Fakir called, paranoid. A deep laugh came from alley, like a woman's shape started to form and a tutu surrounded the majestic black figure. "I'm back" the voice said.

I know who this is, but why would Kraehe come back anyway? Is there some reason? Fakir wondered, putting Ahiru behind him. "What are you…?" Ahiru paused. Mytho took cover with Fakir's sword. "Ahiru, I don't need you hurt, go" with that being said Fakir kissed Ahiru on the cheek and sent her off in Mytho's black cloak. She ran to the town square where the other black cloaked mysterious figure roamed. "Who are you?" Ahiru shouted.

Meanwhile…

Fakir grabbing his sword from Mytho's hand and tossing him another, the figure came out in daylight and shined with a red and black glow. "But I thought…" Fakir started to state. "I thought Mytho killed you" he continued. "You're supposed to be dead" he yelled. "Yeah, I did too for a moment, but then realized why not change the story a bit?" Kraehe said. Drosselmeyer laughed at the war that was only beginning. "That is what I call a story, yes?" the old, white haired man laughed. "Simply lovely, violence is always the answer you know?" he wheezed. While watching the battle, Kraehe began to speak again. "Shut it old man!" she screeched. Drosselmeyer looked down in disappointment "Who are you calling old man?" Drosselmeyer questioned, knowing she was talking about him. "You of course, your disturbing the moment" she said, her voice a lot deeper and demonic. "Fine! Fine! Continue on" he said with dismay. Kraehe continued "As I was saying, the story needed more, death. And this time there will be, or else, Fakir, your precious little duck will go right off into to pain, more than you actually. Now we don't want that, now do we?" Kraehe taunted.

On the other hand…

The red glaring eye figure looked back. "Me?" The soft voice said. "Yes, who are you? And what are you doing here?" Ahiru yelled. Her voice more feminine, than usual. "I'm…"

To be continued…

Kraehe: How dare you?

Me: How dare I what?

Kraehe: Keep me as the bad guy?

Me: I'm the one who's writing the story you know…

*Stern glare*

Kraehe: But what about the mystery characters who will that be?

Me: I TELL YOU NOTHING!

Kraehe: You better, or else…

Me: Or else what?

Kraehe: Do you really wanna know?

Me: Kind of. Yes

Kraehe: I'll kill you

Me: Cool

Kraehe: What? You want to die?

Me: Well, if you can escape the pages I'll let you kill me, but until then sorry, honey, but you're staying inside of the story.

*Closes book*

Kraehe: How dar…

Me: *chuckles*

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Hope you liked it! Find out who the mystery character is, in The Princess Diaries: Vol. 1- Chapter 2: New Arriving. Look out for it 0_0 POKER FACE!