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Dealings of Fate and Death


Chapter two: Buttery Dreams (Believe me, the titles of the chapters will get worse)

He pulled the dirty black tunic over his head. Earlier that day he had bought it from one of the servants, along with a pair of soft leather shoes which he already wearing. Leonitus looked down at himself, mentally checking off everything that he needed and finding them on his person. Money, a small quantity of food, and healing solvent were in the hidden pockets of his simple cloak (he was wearing his simplest and darkest one he owned. Black like his tunic and made of velvet so that it would soak in the shadows. Rope and a leather canteen of water were tied to his waist along with his favourite sword. Three small daggers were hidden in his shoes. He was ready. Leonitus was going to break out. Now he just had to pee.

Ok, so maybe he should have gone before he had decked himself out in his escapee-wear, but hey, he was virgin to these kinds of activities. This was the first time he'd ever gone against his parent's will. At that was saying something, considering how demanding they were.

Carefully, he made his way down one of the many corridors of his parent's castle, making his way to the lavatory where he relieved himself. Soon he was once again on his way; skulking and keeping to the shadows as he made his way to the gardens. The gardens were never heavily guarded, mostly because the only thing that lay beyond them was a fifty-foot drop to the ocean which had sharp rocks as a welcoming mat. A wall surrounded most of the gardens, stopping only when it reached the end of land. Leonitus was planning to scale down the jagged rocks, then make his way back up them so that he would be outside the Palace walls. Chances are, he would fall to his death, but hey, Leonitus felt the risk was worth it. Well, maybe.

Sadly enough, because of his detour, Leonitus didn't even make it to the large wooden doors leading to his freedom. A shadowy figure had caught his eye. If he had of been a few minutes earlier both would have missed eachother.

"Who are you?" A smarter person, in the situation of trying to escape from his heavily guarded home, would have used an intruder as a distraction. Instead Leonitus, had called them to his attention, and they obviously did not like the idea of being caught.

"Shit, now I haf'ta kill you," said the figure as he (the figure was very lean, but was definitely male) formed from the shadows. Leonitus, who knew how to use the sword at his side, had never even so much as hurt a fly in his sixteen years of life. And so, when the shadowy-guy leaped at him with a small knife, his body had, instead of grabbing his weapon and defending himself, had done the second most plausible instinct; ducking away from the blade whilst shrieking like a soprano rape victim.

"Shhhh! Aw fucking whore's titties!"

'Good going Leonitus, anger a guy who's brandishing a weapon at your neck' was all that that the blond princeling could think as he edged away from the cursing man wearing all black. Only his face wasn't covered with the color. Instead a white snarling fox mask lined with grey fur covered his head, muffling his voice and keeping all features hidden. 'Why don't you insult his mother while you're at it?'

"You! You screwed everything up!" the looming figure growled; using his dagger to enunciate every word he said. His blue eyes showing through the slits of his mask.

"Um, I'm sorry?" Leonitus said, feeling oddly ashamed for disturbing whatever. . . Foxy was doing.

"Oh! You're sorry are you?!" Foxy growled inhumanly before letting out a cacophonic trail of curses when a small group of guards ran around the corner, each one yelling out in surprise to see an angry man currently looming over their prince.

"Uh, hey guys. . . How are all of you?" Leonitus ignored the incredulous looks the guards (even Foxy in his anger raised an eyebrow at that one) gave him. It would be rude to not ask. And Leonitus was not rude.

Foxy though, seemed to be just that. After throwing Leonitus a look of disgust he made a mad dash down the corridors, not one his steps even making a sound. 'He didn't even say goodbye,' thought Leonitus as he watched the guards give chase.

"Wake up. . ."

Huh? Leonitus turned around and found no one there.

Groggily, Butters let his eyelids climb up his eyeballs. That was the weirdest dream he had ever had. It was so real, and so . . . rated T. . . Hamburgers, Foxy sure had a mouth on him.

Jeez, He was NEVER having leftover curry before bed again.

"That must have been some dream you were having. . ." Butters shot up in bed, suddenly alert as he searched his room. He found a visitor sitting in his computer chair. His window, which had been closed when he went to bed was now glaringly open.

"W-what are you d-doing here?" Butters was afraid, very afraid. This was the second night in a row this stranger had entered his room. A stranger with glowing red eyes.

"I wanted to apologize—" Black silky hair lightly moving was the only indication that he had moved to the chair to the side of Butters bed."—For this." He motioned to the bruised spot on Butter's neck. The bruised spot that Butters had spent the entire day hiding under a scarf. "I'm sorry I couldn't control myself."

"T-that's ok," said Butters as he wistfully thought about how thousands of dollars of speech therapy amounted to nothing when he was in the sight of this dark sensual figure. "You're not going to d-do it again are you? If m-my mom c-catches you in here she'll ground me."

"No. I'm only here to apologize and to ask you two questions. And don't worry, she can't catch me." Butters looked up from his hands which were furiously being rubbed together at that comment.

"Oh, ok."

"What's your name?"

"L-leopold Stotch, but e-everyone calls me B-butters."

"Butters? I think I'll call you Leo." Butters smiled, Leo sounded like a brave name

"And w-what's your second question?"

"Have you ever wanted to leave here?" Butters grinned tightly at that. And answered the only way he could, "Someday."

End


Chapter two is done! Woots! OMG! What is with the dream? Who's the stranger in Butters' room?

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