Hello, I decided to updaye this because I thought I would be nice, I'm currently working on chapter 3 just to let you know
I'm warning you now I've attempted to describe some stuff and description is not my best feature... :/ I'll put the image up on my Tumblr or my deviantart if anyone wants to see whatever the hell I was trying to describe :P
WARNINGS: Mentions of non-con
The Missing Prince of Azunigh
Chapter Two: Attacked
Kurt had not been a slave all his life, when he was a young boy he was kidnapped and sold into slavery. He never knew where he came from though; it had always been his lifelong dream to find that out. His voice had been stolen from him at the time of his capture, he knew how to read and write but his voice had never been put to use. He would lay there waiting for his knight in shining armour to come along and rescue him like the stories... but he knew that would never happen. Karofsky had forced a kiss on his young innocent lips earlier that day; Kurt was scared and mortified at the same time. The lord tried to lean in for another kiss but Kurt pushed him off causing Karofsky to get angry, he didn't want to hit the boy so he resorted to hitting the wall and storming out of the room.
Kurt was once again making his master's bed when an intruder climbed through the window to the bedroom. The stranger was quiet and quick he snuck up behind Kurt, he spun him around, pushed him to the bed and placed a knife to his throat whilst covering his mouth with a hand. Kurt struggle to escape but this person was strong and kept him pinned to the bed.
"Where is your buddy, the lord Karofsky?" Kurt began to panic, this guy was going to kill him if he didn't give him an answer but Kurt could not answer him, he had no voice to do so. All he could do was shake his head. "Tell me where he is!" Kurt began to cry in a desperate rush he waved his left hand at his attacker and pointed to it with his right hand. The intruder looked to the boys arm and noticed a tattooed band around the wrist. The pattern consisted of two black lines wrapped around the wrist looping together leaving a vertical eye shape in the centre. The eye had a red and blue pattern, although the whole of the mark had the colours red, blue and black. Inside the two disks either side of the eye were two chain symbols, indicating the sign of slavery. Surrounding the chains were red and blue specks. The pattern was the same either side of the wrist. But on the palm of his hand was a faded mess of blue and red with a single black spot in the centre. The stranger's eyes widened in shock.
"The mark of a slave..." slowly he removed the knife from Kurt's throat but didn't move from his spot. Without any warning the door to the room burst open and the man was pulled off Kurt with such force that he was nearly thrown into the wall behind him and would have surly left a crater. He was held by two strong men when a third walked into the room, Kurt stayed on the bed but soon pulled his knees up to his chest when he recognised the person. "Karofsky." Karofsky was much taller than the stranger; he also looked stronger although the intruder was probably more agile than the lord. Karofsky narrowed his eyes.
"That's Lord Karofsky to you." Kurt's attacker rolled his eyes, "And what treachery do we have here..? Your name."
"My name is Blaine Anderson." Blaine straightened his chest and held his head high. Karofsky's eyes widened with interest, he knew exactly who this person was now.
"The prince?" Silence stuck the room; he took that as a yes. "You know prince, your back up left, they all scarpered when they realised that they had no chance against us they all ran away."
"That's a lie!" Karofsky laughed. "They would never betray me like that, they had a reason to leave and that was because you were slaughtering them!" Karofsky's eyes drifted towards the shivering pale form on his bed, he then looked back at the prince, anger plastering his face.
"You force yourself onto my slave?!" Blaine shook his head.
"No. Never! I would ne-"
"Well what were you doing then?!" Blaine stared into Karofsky's eyes and never dropped his gaze.
"I did not see his wrist, I believed him to work alongside you. If he had not shown me his wrist I would have probably tried to kill him." Karofsky took a moment to think
"So, you are confessing to attempted murder?"
"What?! NO!" Blaine struggled in the grip holding him back.
"But you said it yourself... you would have killed him."
"Yes bu-"
"No, no, no! Your words have already affected your fate; you cannot turn back the time now." Karofsky smiled at Blaine before turning to one of the guards. "Take him to the cells. I'll deal with him tomorrow." The struggling Blaine was dragged out of the room by the two guards leaving Karofsky alone with the mute boy.
Karofsky turned to face Kurt, his eyes were blazing. Full of anger and lust, that look had always scared Kurt because he knew what was coming. The silent boy slowly backed away as his lord approached him and then his speed increased.
"Get back here!" Kurt ran to the other side of the room but Karofsky was quicker, he caught him around the waist and hauled him off of the ground. Turning around he threw the silent slave on the bed. "I've waited too long for this!" Kurt couldn't escape, Karofsky jumped on the bed trapping the pale boy between him and the covers all Kurt could do was scream for help inside of his head, no one would come for him even if he did have a voice. With Kurt pinned underneath his large body in a few moments the innocent life he had been living was soon to be ripped away from him by force.
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