The Princess Diaries: Vol. 1- Chapter 2

New Arriving

Previously…

Fakir, Mytho and Ahiru are in trouble. Ahiru's trying to figure out who this mysterious character is and why he/she has arrived. And Fakir and Mytho have re-encountered Kraehe, who should've been dead, but isn't. Kraehe with big plans for their future may ruin the peace as a dark- hearted raven princess.

In the town square…

"I'm…" the figure stumbling over words. The glaring red eyes turned a light soft blue and a glisten of golden hair showed. "I'm a princess…." The figure said. "My name's Angel Galleriá Donté Aboviá. Also known as Princess or Princesá Angel the 2nd" she removed her cloak and showed her pale white skin and long glistening, and shining golden hair. Her hair was in curls and was a bit short; her eyes sparkled like the lake that once spoke. Her body posture was feminine and curvy, she looked like a princess. "Why are you here?" Ahiru said a lot calmer. "I'm here to protect the town." She said. "Why?" Angel looked down. "My mother Queen Angel sent me here to protect my kingdom above, and down. I don't know what to do without my other wing."

Angel slowly removed the cloak of her back and two feathering white wings sprouted, both dripped in black blood and the left on cut and scared, three giant holes filled that one and hasn't been to recover. "Until this left one heals, my wings are nothing" she said, her voice cracking. Ahiru walked over to her slowly, and put one hand on her broad shoulders. "It's okay, I'm sure you'll find a way to regain the power that was once in your beautiful wings back" Ahiru said.

By Fakir's home…

Kraehe's bright red eyes sunk deep into both Fakir and Mytho and made them both drop to the floor, releasing their swords. Kraehe, who looks a bit disappointed in how weak they are, show them what they're up against. "Look here, Knight and Prince, you both are still as weak as the pair you were when Ahiru was still Princess Tutu. You seem to have no power, over me and that seems boring, well, to you yes. But to me I'm gonna rip both of you to pieces, that is if you don't succeed in a series of test I set up." Kraehe snickered. "What type of test?" Mytho's voice shivering.

Kraehe walked over to Mytho and touched his face. "Oh, I missed that despaired look on your face, but remember I'm not Rue anymore, I'll stay Kraehe and be Kraehe. Otherwise, I'd still be your lover, your pretty dark red eyed princess." Kraehe said, walking slowly around both Fakir and Mytho. "I used to be the girl that would always have a little light in her heart; I was such a sweet-hearted child. Then Princess Tutu came in and ruined my plans, for all I know she could be still wondering around Gold Crown Town." Kraehe despised the words that came out of her mouth, she still felt like Rue. Like the old her was trying to escape from the darkness within her.

Ahiru came back running with Angel behind her.

"Who is this Ahiru?" Fakir asked

"Uh…"

"Tell me!"

"This is Angel; she's a princess who guards Gold Crown Town."

Fakir gave a disapproving look. "That's such a lie" Fakir said. "You know we don't have ti…" Kraehe held a knife up to Fakir's neck. "Trying to keep Rue deep in the darkness is hard enough. Now, that Ahiru is here, she can watch you die." Fakir struggling to get lose took his sword a sliced Kraehe's leg. She gave a loud cry out as the blood gushed from the thigh down. "What's wrong with you?" Kraehe yelled in pain.

Angel removed the cloak of her back that was covering her shattered wings; she kneeled down and touched Kraehe's shoulder. "I'm not gonna allow you to try anymore tricks on them. This will be the last time we meet, if we meet again the light is gonna shine through your darkness" Angel whispered. She took a glance back at Ahiru, Mytho, and Fakir and guided them inside, leaving Kraehe on the cold stone ground. Bleeding, and waiting for someone Kraehe, got the strength to stand up and limp away into the darkness.

"So, I'm Ahiru, this is Fakir and Mytho" Ahiru introduced. "Hello, I'm Princess Angel Galleriá Donté Aboviá or you can call me Princess Angel"

Fakir and Mytho stared at Angel for a moment, and then turned their attention to Ahiru. Fakir gave a serious stare at Ahiru, then grabbed her hand and pulled her up to the wall. "Why the hell is she here who is she anyway?" Fakir in a lot of distress called to Ahiru. "Let her go" Angel said.

"What?" Fakir straightened his head towards her.

"Let her go. She doesn't deserve it, I arrived here unexpectedly, don't put the blame on her"

"How the hell am I supposed to trust you? For all we know you could be a raven"

"You should know, I have an elite family of immortal Angels that basically protects everywhere in this world, until you can fly with wings I suggest you shut up"

"At least if I did have wings mine wouldn't be broken"

Fakir ended it there. Angel's stern stare turned into dismay, as she fell to the floor tears rolled down her face. "You're right; I am a broken angel…" Angel's sorrow filled the room as the afternoon started to dim in. "…I'm nothing, without my wings I can't do anything to protect this kingdom or my own…" her light blue eyes turned grey and her enlightening halo crown dimmed down. The beginning of Angel's story, is the least of their problems…

To Be Continued…

Interview with Fakir

Me: Hello Fakir, how ya doin'?

Fakir: Hi, I'm fine.

Me: Cool. So when you first met Angel what part of her attracted you first?

Fakir: Well… her eyes. Such a pretty shade of light blue, not only that they glow and her smile that brightens up my day.

Me: Wow, you barely meet the girl and immediately fall in love with her

Fakir: I never said that…

Me: Mmmmm hmmmm

Fakir: What?

Me: Are you denying that?

Fakir: No…

Me: Yeah, right. Come talk back to me when you man up.

*closes book*

Fakir: hey…

Me: *devious smile*

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