Servant Of Evil
I walk up slowly to the tall torture weapon and see her from the corner of my eyes. Her tears ready to come, her electric green eyes wide with fright. I smiled comfortingly to her and brought myself next to the slicing weapon.
'You are my princess, I am your servant. Our destinies divided…what pitiful twins. If it's to protect you, I will become evil for you.' Was something I constantly thought of when I served you, your smile so bright it could light the whole sky. It makes me happy to see that I'm the only one who notices your innocent ways.
Expectations were anticipated as soon as we were born together, our mother dying after the painful birth of us twins. Even the church bells rang to bless us when the nurses took us to pray on our behalf. We played together so much, practically attached to the hip, until, for the adults' selfish reasons, our futures were ripped apart. "Butch, you come with me to become the best for your sister."
"Butch! Don't leave me!" You screeched in your high pitched voice at the time, tears well up in your eyes, now also in mine. I tried desperately to reach for you, only to be ruggedly pulled away with another servant to be taught pristinely.
When I see you again, we both are now thirteen years old. You give me your cold glare when I bow, but then your expressions only melted into the sister I love as soon as you finally took noticed of who exactly I was. "Welcome back, brother."
"It's good to see you again, sister." I answered you politely with a gentle smile, giving you another royal bow, only to see you stand and give me a small hug around the shoulders. "…Princess Buttercup?" I feel your trembles.
"I'm so glad to see you by my side once again…!" You whisper into my shoulder, so only I could hear. A huge, yet conservative, smile came across my face as I hugged you back.
"Nine years I trained to see you again… I'll never leave you again." I comforted you, both of us silently embracing for a while. In that year we were together, I realized that you were now personified as an evil and vile princess, but I never believed in that. Even if the whole country becomes your enemy, I will protect you. So you must be there to smile and laugh.
"You will regret what you have begun, Princess, we swear on it!" The farmer's girl cried out as I pulled her away from you with her friend. Ha. I would laugh if I was allowed to. I will never let that happen until I die.
When I visited the neighboring country with you, to look for your prince, I happened to see a baby blue girl walking in the city. With her smiling face and kind voice, I fell for her at first sight. Then, I noticed her grip on Prince Boomer's arm and it broke my heart, yet it still yearned at that moment. That maiden was, and always will be, my first love.
But Princess Buttercup wished, in angry tears, for the girl to die. As shocked and remorseful as I was about it; I will always accept what you want me to do. At that moment, I began my heavy walk towards the maiden I loved so, to find her at her own warm cottage alone. "Oh, hello, may I help you?" Such an innocent voice, such a kind nature, it made me want to cry.
"I came here on a mission, may I come in?" Without even questioning, you let me in. You were about to ask something when I suddenly cover you mouth with my hand and stab your heart. The crimson flow of blood comes into my vision and soils my hands, your ice blue eyes staring at me in fear and shock. "…I came to kill you."
I watch as the gentle maiden, 'Bubbles' bleeds to death in her own living quarters. I should have been fine through it all, but the salty water began to cascade through my eyes as soon as she began to accept her death. When my deed was over, I began my heavy walk home in blood-stained clothes and flesh. I just wonder… why do my tears keep on flowing?
You are my princess, I am your servant. Destiny divided lovely twins. As your servant, I come into your garden with a small smile and I tell you politely, "Today's snack is brioche." You laugh a laugh that was ever so innocent. The giggle made me feel like I did nothing wrong, and lightened my emotions.
Before long, the towns' people will come and charge in to overthrow us. Even if we so rightly deserve this, I will still try to defy them. I sigh and smile at her. "Here, I will lend you my clothes." I give you my spare clothes, but you look at me with shock. "Wear this and escape immediately."
"Butch, no! You told me you wouldn't leave my side again!" You tell me through watery eyes. I smile at her and kiss her forehead quietly.
"Just follow what I say this one time, Princess Buttercup…" I instruct you, so you hesitate, but then dressed into my servant garb. I take your outfit from your hands and switch into them, coming towards you to take out your green barrette delicately. "You must escape now…!" I order you, pulling my ribbon out violently.
I put the barrette the same way Buttercup did and looked at her with comfort as she was still fragile looking. "It'll be alright, we're twins, no one will notice." She started to cry as I boldly started to walk out to the main room. I couldn't help, but smile at her as she ran out of the castle with Josephine.
I am a princess, you are now a fugitive. Destiny divided, we are sad twins. If you are proclaimed as evil, then I also have the same evil blood running through these veins. I hummed to myself as I was pulled into a prison to wait for faith.
A long time ago, in a certain place, evil people lived in a kingdom, and there ruling over all at the throne was my very cute sibling. My mischievous, stubborn, beloved sister Buttercup. Even if the entire world becomes your enemy, I will defend you. You just be somewhere laughing and smiling.
The time comes when I will be killed with that slicing monster. Oh, how the sky is so clear, like her eyes… I look over and I see you are about to cry again. I make a good impersonation of the you I love more than anything else. I smile innocently and said the exact word you tell me everyday:
"Oh, time for a snack."
CHOP!
You are my princess. I am your servant. Destiny divided… pitiful twins. If it's to protect you, I'll become evil for you.
If I could be reborn at that time, I'd like to play with you again.
…
"No, from the top!" The director barked towards Butch and Bubbles, causing the green Rowdyruff to growl in annoyance. The blond smiled and patted the green ruff's shoulder, trying to calm him down. "You need to be more emotional, Butch! You are killing your first love!"
"Teach, I'm only fourteen! What the hell would I know about love?!?" Butch insulted, but then felt a gentle touch on his shoulder. He looked over his shoulder to lock eyes with icy blue eyes.
"Think of it this way… who or what is your most precious person or item?" Bubbles asked him with a curious stare.
'Princess Buttercup.' Butch went red when the sudden thought went across his mind. "Um…" Bubbles stopped him from continuing by adding to her questioning.
"Now think of the sibling closest to you." Instantly, a red cap on a redhead appeared in his mind next to Buttercup in… a dress. He shook it off and went back to reality.
"Brick." He answered, causing Bubbles to smile as her stare pierced his mind to the darkest pitch.
"How would you feel if he commanded you to kill that precious person?" The question Bubbles asked caused him to feel the pang of sorrow. He turned away from Bubbles to calm down his inner turmoil. "Now you got it?"
"Okay, I got it!" Butch answered with a trembling voice and looked back at Bubbles again. He sighed to relax himself, then turned to her with a remorseful look. She went into character as well and began to approach him quietly, a curious look obvious on her face.
"What do you need me for—" Bubbles got cut off by being pushed into the wall, her mouth clamped with a rough hand and a knife at her stomach. Her expression froze into extreme shock.
"…My mission is to kill you." He answered her with dazed eyes and a deep frown. The monotone of his voice surprised anybody watching, even Bubbles was trembling at how he sounded. Her eyes glossed over and she made it to look like she was accepting it, but then she felt weak trembles on her mouth. Tears were cascading from Butch's eyes as he slowly slid down with the limp body, both of them never losing eye contact.
Finally, with fake weakening, Bubbles closed her eyes to show her death, but the next was unexpected. She felt the hand stop cupping her mouth and a soft pair of lips replace them quietly. They came off as quickly as they were on, but the tears continued to flow. "…Good bye… Bubbles..." With that, the scene ended and everybody was in silent stun.
Butch finally stood up, trembling uncontrollably like he was five-years-old again. "Wow. That was… wow." The director said, practically speechless, but Butch just shook his head walked off the stage. Bubbles, Boomer, and Buttercup followed, seeing how the reds got stuck needing to practice their parts then.
"Butch!" Boomer called out in a slight frustration as the somewhat broken green turned to face him, eyes still crying somehow. "What was that? That kiss wasn't part of the script!" Butch slumped over and sat on a bench in the empty hallways.
"I just thought how the servant would have seen it… and now these damn tears won't stop…" Butch said as he tried to stop them again, but it was fruitless. "The servant… he kept crying… he kept trembling… this feeling he had like this… it feels horrible!"
"Get a hold of yourself." Butch suddenly stopped shaking and crying as soon as he heard Buttercup's command. He looked up in a glare at her as she just rolled her eyes and scoffed. "The dang maiden was in the way… if it was for your sister, you would do it. If she appeared in front of you, you must smile." Realization went across his eyes as anger went through narrowed eyes.
"You…!" Butch grasped his hands tightly around Buttercup's neck, a choking grip on a superhero, but she made no effort to show her pain. Bubbles and Boomer gasped and tried to stop him, but he just pushed them off. "You wouldn't understand how he felt! The obligation to serve somebody as vile as you…!"Buttercup looked at him as his emotions continued to rage on.
"Calm down." Buttercup whispered, making Butch just stop all together and strangely relax. "I could still control you. Don't even think for one second that I can't when we're at such a sensitive age." The cold voice caused Butch just to nod and continue his uncontrollable tremors. She sighed in annoyance and hugged him around the shoulders, rubbing his back to calm him down.
"…I know." He breathed out in the hug, letting the soothing rotations relax him completely. Bubbles and Boomer stayed quiet, not quite getting what was happening. When the boy finally reassured, the two separated and blushed slightly at the thing.
"Let's go back." Bubbles suddenly whispered with a slight touch to Boomer's arm. "They're probably asking." The other nodded and they walked back to rehearsal.