Okay, I promised Alejandro. Also, you may find the "Lawrence" character a strange choice, but I wanted to give a nod to the Tylsay fans. Thanks for reviewing, Silver Writer 0927, StarHeart Specials, deleteaccount, Bloodylilcorpse and the guest reviewer.

"Sire! Sire!"

The young man tripped once again. "Oh no!" He picked himself back up. Sure, it was supposed to be his job to make sure Alejandro didn't start acting irresponsible, but it wasn't like he could stop anything. Besides, Alejandro did exactly as he was expected when it mattered. But when there was nothing important for him to do, the young prince wouldn't stay put. He preferred to flirt with anyone who was around.

In fact, this time, his friend/manservant/guide found him chatting up a cute blonde who was blushing and smiling. "Um...I kind of...have a boyfriend..." she said weakly.

"'Kind of'?" Alejandro replied, staring deep into her light green eyes, a trick that never failed. "That doesn't sound very certain."

The girl blushed even more, but before Alejandro could say anything more, he heard the voice speak up behind him.

"Al!"

The prince's eye twitched as he heard the name he hated, but he smiled at the man who was accompanying him, pretending not to mind. "Tyler! I was wondering where you got to." he lied – he knew Tyler was klutzy and wouldn't be able to keep up with him. He put a light arm around the girl's shoulders. "I was just meeting a few of the locals, and I was lucky enough to run into one of the nicest."

"Alejandro, I thought we talked about this on the way here!" Tyler hissed. "Stop flirting with so many girls and breaking their hearts! I heard her saying that she had a boyfriend."

By the time he'd stopped talking, the girl had disappeared, still flushed pink but with a faint look of relief (that she wouldn't be tempted to cheat) and regret (that she wouldn't get the chance to).

"Tyler, I don't plan on breaking anyone's heart." Alejandro said, his voice confident and smooth. "It's just a bit of harmless flirting. I can't take responsibility for girls who take it too seriously."

Tyler didn't press the point, although he knew that it was a lot more than that. It wasn't just Alejandro's looks that made the girls stare. He was always friendly, charming and when he flirted, it was in a way that even a lesbian would start acting flirty. It was a trait of his family, really, but when he was on his own in a place like this, now that was when it became a problem.

But all Tyler said was "You do realize that living the high life is going to be a problem, now that you've had your finances cut off? You are going to have to get a job when you go back."

"I'm sure that will not be a problem." Alejandro answered. Sure, his parents weren't going to pay for him to do nothing any more, and he wasn't eligible to take his father's place unless his brothers passed away, since he was the youngest of three, but how hard could finding a job be?

As he passed a rundown old building that a girl was coming out of, he automatically shot a smile at her. The girl, however, just rolled her eyes and ignored it. Tyler snickered silently.

Alejandro saw the amused look on his manservant's face, and twitched in annoyance, but pretended not to notice. However, he began walking faster, so Tyler failed to catch up. So fast, in fact, that he didn't notice the foot sticking out of the alleyway, and stumbled over it, although he didn't fall.

"Oh, so sorry. I didn't realize anyone was coming!"

The voice speaking was dark and demonic, even frightening. But Alejandro didn't register that as he looked at the speaker – a spiky-haired young man, possibly younger than him.

"Oh, wait..." the man coughed and said in a light cheerful tone "Sorry, I know I sounded a bit dark. I was just working with a client of mine who wanted a séance, and that's the way I talk to the spirits. Forgot to clear my throat then."

Alejandro's green eyes lit up in interest. "Your job sounds most interesting."

The man held out a hand. "My name's Mike. A lot of people around here know me as the Malevolent One, though." he laughed, shaking Alejandro's hand. "It's just a joke among the locals, because I dabble in voodoo. I assure you, I'm a lot more benevolent than anything." He paused, just as Tyler finally caught up. It took a moment until Mike added in the demonic voice "I can hear the voodoo spirits. They say I am in the presence of visiting royals." He swapped back to his old tone and then said "Ah yes, I did hear about the European prince! Alejandro, isn't it?"

Alejandro didn't believe in the voodoo he was talking about, but he didn't let on. "Very good." he said. He gestured to his companion. "And this is Tyler."

Mike, speaking again in the lighter voice, said "I can tell what you're thinking. You think I'm just one of those scammers, one of those con artists. Why don't you come in and I tell your fortune, free of charge? Who knows, I may be able to change it for the better, too."

Alejandro paused, thinking about it. Tyler nudged him. "Should we?" he whispered. "It might be fun, if it's free."

So Alejandro agreed. "All right. Thank you."

Mike led them into a dark marquee, full of strange shadows and voodoo puppets. It looked as if his shadow wasn't moving with him, but doing its own thing.

Mike settled behind a table with cards on it, and motioned the two men to sit opposite. "Who shall we do first?" he asked in his demonic tone. "You?" he pointed at Alejandro, and then began to shuffle the cards. Finally, he picked them out.

"You are from across the sea, you love the high life." he mused. "But you've lost your funds. Parents cut you off?"

Alejandro shrugged. "I'm sure I'll find another source of income."

"Like marrying a rich girl?" Mike suggested. "Yes, it's the green you need. And that's what I see in your future."

Alejandro nodded, a slight smile on his lips. He hoped it was true.

Mike turned to Tyler. "I see. You've been pushed around all your life – a servant, a clumsy guy, unable to show the greatness inside. But very soon, that's coming up. You will soon be the man you wanted to be."

Finally, Mike turned to both men. "Please, men, won't you shake hands with me once again?"

And one by one, Alejandro and Tyler shook his hand, and that was when strange things began to happen. Alejandro felt a painful sensation in his right ring finger as a voodoo necklace filled up with red liquid, and then it was draped around Tyler. While he grew taller, broader, darker, Alejandro stared at his own transformation in horror.

Green, he thought, was money. He didn't expect himself to become something small and green.

And Mike began laughing demonically. Not that it was his real name. No, Mike was just a cover. He truly was the Malevolent One, or, as his spirits on the other side referred to him, simply Mal.

Kudos to whoever thought Mal should be Dr Facilier. It worked better than I thought, what with his cover disguise. This took ages to get done, so I hope you like it.