Mystical Lovers part 4

Quatre woke up and found his father sleeping beside him. He stroked

his father neck before getting up and walking towards the castle, then

looking back at his father.

"I'm sorry to leave but, I have to know." Quatre said with tears in

his eyes.

Quatre ran into the direction of the castle, not knowing what he'll do

once he gets there.

"I hope you return soon my son." Flame said closing his eyes again.

Quatre ran until he reached the castle. He was surprised to see his

mother on the other side of the forest, he ran over to her.

"Mother what are you doing here?" Quatre asked confused.

"I knew that you would come here, I wanted to make sure that you were

alright." she said lying down.

"Mom, who was that person who saw us?"

"He's the prince of this castle, Trowa Barton. He is the next heir to

the throne, his father hates us very much, but the son is different.

Then again the Prince could change." she said.

"Oh, where is he now?" Quatre asked.

"He's sleeping right now, you won't be able to see him yet, there are

guards that block all the enterances and they with kill anyone who is

an intruder." she warned him.

A couple of guards were talking when one took notice to something

moving in the forest, and decided to investgate tomorrow morning.

Trowa woke up when his life long maid Kaite opened the curtains.

"Trowa it's time to get up." she said getting his clothes ready.

Trowa only groaned and turned over, keeping the light away from his

face.

"Come on Trowa, your father has to tell you something important, that

happened last night." she said shaking him now.

Trowa got up and got dressed, went down stairs where his father was

waitng with two guards.

"Trowa, we have matters that we must discuss." his father said.

"As do I father." Trowa said sitting down for breakfast.

"Trowa, it seems the time has come to tell you the truth."

"The truth about what?" Trowa asked.

"Trowa my son, it seems that the unicorns have come back. Two guards

saw a white creature in the forest, they weren't too sure if it was a

unicorn. Trowa it's time to put your archary skills to good use now.

You go with your horse and kill that creature, unicorn or not. Be a

hero like your father was by killing the unicorns." He father said.

"So it is true after all, my father did kill the unicorns long ago."

Trowa thought to himself.

"Do you understand Trowa?" his father asked.

"Yes, as you command father." Trowa took a bow before leaving.

He went to the stables where his horse was all saddled up. Just as he

was leaving, two gurads came up to him.

"Prince Trowa, your father has ordered us to protect you." one gurad

said coming up to the prince.

"That ok, I can do it on my own." Trowa said smiling.

"Your father commands that you take us Prince, so we cannot follow

that order." the second guard said.

Quatre I've got some bad news to tell you. The prince is coming to kill

us both." Moonbeam explained to her son.

"I don't believe that mother. I think he wants to see us again. I

staying here, you can go and hide." Quatre said giving his mother a

warm smile.

Trowa rode into the forest with the two guards riding behind him.

Trowa caught a hold of something not too far ahead of him. He looked

at it more closely and saw the young boy. He stopped his horse as did

the guards. Trowa got off his horse and walked towards him.

"Prince, what are you doing?" the guard asked.

"You two stay there, I'm going to check this out." Trowa commanded.

"As you wish prince, but if that thing even looks like it's going to

attack you, we're going to shoot it." they warned the prince.

Trowa moved closer to the boy, he saw the unicorn out of the corner of

his eye. He got no closer than a foot away from the boy when he

started to move back.

"Hello Quatre Prince of the Unicorns, it's finally a pleasure to meet

you." Trowa smiled at him.

"How do yo know my name?" he asked puzzled.

"Your mother told me." Trowa moved closer to Quatre.

"Mother, you talked to him? Don't you know that father forbids it."

Quatre said looking over at his mother.

"Yes, but he was out looking for you and I didn't want him to find

you. That that other reason I sent you away. I'm sorry Quatre." she

said.

The two guards waited for the prince to come back, when thet both

noticed the white creature in the trees.

"Prince watch out. It's a unicorn." the guard pulled out an arrow and

released it.

"No!" Trowa said as he took the flying arrow instead of the unicorn.

"Quatre we have to go now." his mother ran over to her som.

"Mother, what about the prince? Aren't you thankful that he saved your

life?" Quatre asked looking at the fallen prince.

"Yes, but the arrow hit him in the heart, he won't make it."

"But mom, we can heal him. You always told me that we have the power

to heal people. Why can't we save him?" Quatre asked his mother.

"Quatre, if you feel that way then you may heal him, but remember that

you may not be able to on your own. This is something that I cannot

help you with." she said nuzzling her son.

"Let's take him to a safer place mom. I don't want them to know about

me living with you." Quatre said as he picked up the dying prince.

"Here you can't carry him all the way there. I'll take him, this is my

thanks to him for saving me." Moonbeam said as she took the prince on

her back.

The two guards were shocked as they saw the young boy and the unicorn

run off with Prince Trowa.

"Stop you theif, give us our prince at once." the gurad released

another arrow and hit Quatre in the shoulder.

"Quatre are you ok." she asked stopping to look at the wound.

"Fine, now lets get going." Quatre said as he took the arrow out.

"You'll loose a lot of blood Quatre and I can't heal that wound till

we get to the scared meadow." Moonbeam said galloping away.

"I'll take Quatre." came a voice as he picked up his wounded son.

"Flame it's you." Quatre said holding his shoulder.

"Now let's go." Flame said.

The two guards knew it was too dangerous to travel through the

forbidden forest, they got on their horses and rode back to the

castle, to tell the king the news of the hunt