Hey guys :) Before we started, I would really like to thank you guys for leaving a review on each of my chapters. Gosh! You guys made me blush :) And also to those people who read my story.

By the way, I know it took me a while to post this chapter because I got so caught up with my life. I had to do some processing after a miracle happened. HAHAHAHAHA :D. Had to run some paper works or I'll get left behind of my life but …. that doesn't mean that I'm going to just forget this whole thing. I don't have the heart to forget this because my mind won't stop imagining if I can't post anything about this story. My mind will definitely haunt me at night if I don't post. Besides, I don't want to let anybody down.

So much for that guys. HAHAHAHA :D I never realized I was this talkative. Or maybe? :D Here's chapter 11. Enjoy my readers :)

Lastly, I don't own any of the characters just the story of my crazy wild story.

- CHAPTER ELEVEN –

The king was now pacing back and forth. Lips tight, arms crossed behind his back and growled. He was too impatient. He wants his son back! The sooner that he will get him, the sooner he can fused his powers to his son and lived as one. Powerful! Authority! Slavery to other supernatural beings and even humanity! He will do everything to get what he wants. He won't take no for an answer. He got so much to think evil things. He was too desperate to conquer the world as they all kneel on their knees and worship him nonstop. And to those who won't worship him, will be killed. He doesn't have any soft spot to anyone. Even to his parents and his wife. He only married her for her powers and he want someone strong on his side to make him feel strong even more. The beauty of power! The beauty of chaos! And the beauty of being worship! He looked at Sheamus who were drinking a cup of blood as he walked closer to him. Startling Sheamus as he choked on the red liquid that runs through his throat.

"King Regal." He coughed as blood runs down on his chin. "What troubles you?"

"You know how impatient I am, right?" he mumbled dangerously as he circled him. "What take them so long to retrieve my son!?" he yelled.

Sheamus gulped. He know not to mess with their king especially when pissed. He put the cup on the table and was about to reply when Randy showed his presence being escorted by two guards. Randy was covered with blood. He was wondering why he was alone. They fell on their knees as they set their eyes on the king as he motioned them to stand up. They did as well and the two guards left them while closing the door of his throne room. Randy panted as William Regal (A/U: Yeap! William Regal is Dean's father) bit his own bottom lip until it draws blood. He could tell that Dean fight back. He stomped his foot with force that crack his floor. Randy gulped at his king.

"Where are the others?" he roared. "I'm pretty sure you weren't sent alone to retrieve my stubborn son!"

"T-they're dead, my king." Randy stuttered.

"FUCK!" he pulled his hair in frustration. "How did he kill them?" he grabbed Randy's collar and hauled him in the air. "I know that my son is getting stronger but I expect from you and your companions to handle him. This is the first time you got back here empty handed!"

"I'm sorry my king but the prince had friends."

"Friends!? What kind of friends!?" his eyes were now turning dark red. "Human friends!?" he tightened

his grip on Randy's collar.

"No my king. It was a werewolf and a poltergeist. They're pretty strong."

William was now seething in anger as he dropped Randy, who coughed and groaned because of his wounds who were still healing from the earlier battle that he had with Dean and his friends.

"Have he lost his fucking mind!" he pushed the round table as it flows alongside with the cups that is filled with blood. "First, he left because he hated world domination and now he fucking befriends a werewolf and a poltergeist!?" he exclaimed. "What the fuck's wrong with him! Why can't he follow my footstep! So aggravating!" he gritted his teeth as he palmed his face. "That son of a bitch!"

He was now breathing hard. This is not exactly what he had in mind. This is not what he wants! If catching his own son might be quite difficult if he's being honest, how much more if his good for nothing son made a supernatural friends which was strong as what Randy had stated. The situation was getting even worst. William despised other supernatural beings. For him, vampires are the only supernatural beings who deserves to live and rule this wretch world. Think that were all too powerful. That's why he wanted only one race to rule the world and that's his race. He wants to be worship and praise. He just couldn't understand why his own flesh and blood won't like it. They will get everything. Power! Fame! Authority! Just fucking everything! He curled his fist as he punched Randy right on the face and stumbled. Sheamus smirked and did nothing to help Randy. It was quite amusing for him to see someone suffering from their king's anger. Randy caressed his cheeks as he stand up on his feet, trying to ignore the pain.

"Leave me be!" William said as they bowed once again before leaving him alone.

As they were out of his sight, he sat on his throne and think a plan on how to get his own son. Dean could surpass his strength and he could be clever in other words, he knew that his own son can defeat him. But he knew his son's weakness. He exited his throne room and he was being escorted by his guards to his dark long spacious room. His bed was large with dark red pillows and blankets. A table beside it and one of the biggest portrait of himself attached on the wall with his evil smile. A big cabinet with all his garments. He looked under it as he opened a secret drawer and pulled it open revealing a blue-green heart enchanted necklace. A necklace that came from his deceased wife. A necklace that will make his son weak because this necklace has her memories. If he wears this, Dean will be able to detect her mother's presence from the necklace that he was holding. He pocketed the enchanted necklace on his jeans as he smirked evilly.

"Perfect weapon to make you surrender, Dean. Sooner or later, the world will be mine and no one can stop me!" he let out his terrifying laugh as he smells victory already.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Oh my! Looks like he really mean that he won't take no for an answer or won't take kindly to rejection. So, what do you guys think? And sorry for the short chapter. I was typing this around 11:47 and my eyes are getting heavier.

Dean: *appears behind me, startling me*

Me: What the fuck! Stop doing that. You're giving me a heart attack?

Dean: *laughs* that would be fun to watch.

Me: *rolled my eyes* whatever. Just go away. I'm busy typing for the next chapter.

Seth: Are we in it or another POV of Dean's father? *smirks at Dean*

Dean: *rolled his eyes*

Me: My secret. *winks at Dean* by the way, where's Roman?

Roman: Here. *brings cookies and pizza*

Me: Yummy!

Dean: Let's …

Me: *slaps Dean's hand* don't be rude we have guests. Why don't you three be a gentleman and invite them to eat with us while I finish my work.

Dean, Seth, Roman: *hands you all cookies and pizza*

Dean: Enjoy lovelies and don't forget to tell this lunatic girl what you guys think.