The chilling frost covered the land, reflecting silver in the cloudy moonlight. The entire city seemed to slumber while the wind howled through the deserted streets and outlying of the buildings structures. The entire rural community slumbered. The chill of winter had come sooner than any of them had anticipated. The nearby river was already covered by a thin coat of ice, and steam wafted up from within the wells placed occasionally throughout the town.

The Golden Winter Palace was silent since as every guard unfortunately have duty during the hours. A few stood inside the gate tower, keeping a watchful eye out of the landmark, while others are inside keeping out for rounds around the palace and watching out for every door. They spoke little for each one has their eyes always drifting outward inside or over the silvery landscape, watching for anything out of the ordinary.

Every servant, hand maid, cooks and others even the royal family slept soundly inside the dark palace. The halls were quiet with windows lighting them of the moon's light, despite the guards wondering rounds the palace halls and corridors, not a single peep was made upon the home of the Mousinovs.

But the night was interrupted with sound of wing beats came upon the night sky, two large birds flew throughout the air; the demons and their riders, two black hooded figure riding the birds, have a mission from their mistresses of evil and they mindlessly carried on the plan: Take out the towers!

The two demon birds of hell opened their large beaks, releasing their energy attack…and strike at both of the gate towers. A large explosion has brought out the sudden surprise throughout the palace, both inside and outside. Major confusion was brought at the fallen towers; most of the palace guards have formed a water chain while some of the remaining court magician used their spells of water to put out the flaming inferno. The soldiers inside began to patrol in the hall, the captain in charged, Comrade Victorious has rung out the announcement….

"Attention! Attention, all the residents! The West and East towers have been struck down by reasons unknown but shall be handle! Please remain inside your rooms until further noticed!"

Suddenly the towers began to collapse, the flames has fallen with the towers, causing an unexpected spread on the front lawn. Soldiers and magicians were caught amongst the fire….only few were able to escape from the flames; the smoke has block out the moon's rays of peace and released the surge of devastation.

…

Dorocche was suddenly awoken from his sleep by the major explosion that has been taken outside of the Palace. He jumped out of his bed, pushed aside the teal curtains and looked out through the large windows; he was shocked that both the West and East towers are in flames. And announcement was made about the towers but Dorocche heard screaming outside. He checked the window again and saw the towers outside collapsed and flames were everywhere, engulfing everything in sight.

Dorocche stared wide-eyed at what he saw next….several demon dogs with hooded riders galloping across the deep snow like it was water with a horde of more hooded figures and demons alike following behind and halted at the large front iron gate; All tried to break down the gates, screaming out loud…

"DOWN WITH THE MOUSINOVS!"
"KILL THE KING!"
"DESTROY! DESTROY!"
"HAIL, THE MISTRESSES OF EVIL!"

Dorocche was horrified; there is a large mob of angry hooded men and women outside, raising their weapons: Swords, pitchforks, torches, anything that was available to kill. And also, several demon dogs and birds covered in fire, spikes and rocks used as steeds, brute force and for extra destruction.

What is this? What is happening!? Dorocche heart began to race, there is a horde of an angry mob and demons outside the gate, calling out for revenge against the royal family…his family. Could it be….the curse? The one that the Devil Sisters has placed upon his own family!? Dorocche jolted when there is a sudden knock on the door.

Dorocche turned his head around to see his brother, Lutheran in a state of panic, wearing his heavy deep green coat. His once wavy hair has become messy all over while his glasses were a bit out of place, his Persian eyes that used to be filled with eagerness of knowledge is now harboring sense of fear.

"Dorocche! What are you doing? We need to leave….NOW!" Dorocche eyes widen," What!?" Lutheran rush inside to his brother's closet, grabbed ahold of his scarlet red coat and quickly got Dorocche to his feet," Hurry, put on your coat and get what you need! Those monsters will get inside any minute! Now, let's go! Papa and the others are waiting!" Dorocche, without any hesitation, did as he was told: putting on his coat, grabbed his music box that was place on his nightstand and ran along with Lutheran out into the hall.

…

Meanwhile, the Devil Sisters watched the commotion in the murky sky, actually enjoying the entire flaming inferno and the loud, screeching sounds of revenge and thrust of destruction. Merida, Madera and Mudrina were watching the moment….soon….ALL of Neptunia will be in the palm of their hands, but first….they must remove the royal family. They aren't gonna to wait for them to finish twiddling their thumbs. They wanted to end their demise themselves…but where's the fun in that? Madera sighs as she crossed her arms….

"Merida? When are we gonna play a part of this game…?" She stated dully with a pitch of impatience. Without looking up at him, Merida smile grew...

"Soon, Madera, soon….," Merida voice was calm but has become more sinister," We will act in time and soon….we will take the throne, the city and the country….even by force. I won't rest until I see every last one of Dominick's revolting brood lies dead." Her smile grew wider only the difference is that her once perfect teeth are now frightening sharp. Madera knew her sister was desperate to finish off the family but Mudrina, being the most wild sister, wanted to destroy everything….she cares less about the family as long as she some fun.

"Come on, Sis, can we please go?" The youngest sister whined to her oldest sister," I know that we sold our soul just so that we could rule this large country, but can't we at least watch the destruction? Can I AT LEAST destroy SOMETHING? PLEEEEASE!"

"Alright…fine, since you BOTH won't be willing to wait and since those fools down below aren't breaking through, we'll just have to do the work for them," Merida replied calmly though irritated about her own sister's complaining. "And once the souls of the Mousinovs are sold to the Dark one, the curse will be completed. Our powers will be more than enough to keep those mortals and demons in line."

And with those words spoken, the Devil sisters flew down towards the Palace; floating above the raging crowd, they were, jostling and rallying as they fought with the heavy chains that kept the riffraff out but they weren't able to break through.

These foolish scoundrels, both mortal and demon, have been caught into a spell which by all accounts, and the discontent among the rebellions made it all the easier to apply. Slowly, the spell festered itself within the hearts of men, those who were without work, home, or food, or others desperate in these times; Women who try to take care of their families, their children but can't and have to abandon them into orphanages or commit suicide.

As for the demons on the other hand have grudges against the royal family line for generations and wanted to get even with them for ruining their destruction, their rampage of conquest and fun. They wanted to END them…FOR GOOD!

And thanks the Devil Sisters, they had enough and called out to them to fight. Revolt is what commanded them; Revolt against the man who rules you, who lives in the lap of luxury while you starve out in the streets, the very man who wanted to control you and take what is yours. The man whose very name is Mousinov.

It was a simple spell, Kill Dominick and his family….let it endeavored, leave nothing left of their legacy. Then the country would be theirs to rule, with the Devil Sister's help. Together, they could make a better place for all...

And together with men and women marched to the gates of the mansion, the Devil Sisters plans were in motion. Merida used the power of the reliquary, spewing out smoke demons and with their help, they were able brake the locks so easily. And any guard that tried to stop them beyond the metal gates was bludgeoned and stabbed and trampled in the snow as the mob of hooded followers and demons marched on the mansion, intent on slaughtering everyone inside, a single chant rose on the air through their midst.

"End the Mousinovs..."

…

Screams erupted as people fled the mansion, they panicked and fled to escape, not caring who they tripped or trampled in their wake. Many of the nobles and servants were all eager to leave the Mousinov's Palace, all allegiances discarded even as they were slaughtered by the angry peasants. In the end, it was all futile.

"Mama! Papa! Guys! Pearl!"

Dorocche struggled about, being pushed and thrown this way and that as crowds of people pushed past him, trying to catch up with the rest of his family. He heard screams coming from all around him. "They're inside!" "Quick, get to the windows!" "Hurry, Children!"

Dorocche was frighten, being shoved and pushed around while trying his best to get to his family. Dorocche was struggling but he was once again shoved to the ground, scraping his knee on the rough carpet in the process. When he could see over the gap, he could see red and gold lights flaring outside the windows. Were they going to burn it down?

"Guys, Wait!"

"Dorocche!"

The young prince looked up just in time to see Lutheran pushing his way through the crowd. The older boy grabbed his hand, getting him on his feet and Dorocche staggered a little but was able to fully stand. The two continued to run!

"Lutheran!" he shouted, trying to keep in pace with his brother.

"We need to hurry!" Lutheran shouted back, Dorocche looked around in disbelief…why this happening to us!? Dorocche felt so scared that he could cry right now but he can't while they running for they're lives. He needed to stay alive…for his family!

He may not understand what was happening, but he did understand that he needed to stay strong and survive in order to be with his family again.

The cries of revolt were getting closer, and over that were the screams of people who couldn't get out of their way in time. Dorocche was able to get a glimpse of his father, only to see that through the rough pushing and shoving, that the Mousinov bell that he wearing have slipped off of his thick neck and rolled into the crowd, behind them…

Dorocche quickly removed his hand from his brother's grip and ran off into the crowd, trying to reclaim that has been in his family for years. Lutheran called after him desperately.

"Dorocche, no! Come back! Come back!"

But Dorocche didn't stop as he continued to pursue the royal bell through the struggling crowd. He wasn't going to let the royal heirloom of his family line be lost during the crisis; he needed to get it back to his father! He must!

…

Dominick and his family were outside into the cold with a few guards including Comrade Victorious, standing beside them. Honey was with them as well with her thick brown coat and yellow scarf, keeping her warm from the weather. Honey was becoming agitated. The king, queen, two of the princes and the princess are here…but two of the other princes are still missing!

The Queen was struggling to keep herself from going into a panic while Orlando and Napoleon tried to calm their mother down, the king, on the other hand, tried to persuade one of the remaining soldiers to get help but they stated that they can't leave due the major commotion and that the gates have been blocked.

Pearl was deeply frightened but thanks to Honey, she was able to calm down still worries endlessly for the return of her brothers.

The trio heard more screams from the entrance as more people ran out, a familiar figure was pushed onto the snow. Napoleon ran over to Lutheran, he was able to get him on his feet and gave him his soaked glasses.

Dominick and Elise along with everyone else came along to Lutheran side, asking him various of questions.

"Lutheran, you're alright! But where's Dorocche!?"

"I don't know! I lost him in the crowd!"

"You lost him!? How!?"

"The crowd was too dense to find him! I tried but he was already gone! He must be still in the palace!"

"We need to find him!"

Elise turned to Honey, looking at her desperately. If anyone could find her son…it's Honey! She quickly walked over to her and knelt down so she and her could see eye to eye," Honey! Dear, you need to find, Dorocche and bring him back here, would you please look for him?"

Honey could tell that her royal highness is pleading her to find her youngest son but Honey knew that she had to help! She has vowed himself to protect the royal family and be by their side, no matter what! Honey bowed her head in acceptance," Don't worry, your grace! I'll find him!"

Elise was relieved….she could always trust Honey. The young servant girl sprinted inside, she was able to push through the crowd hearing the last words she could hear through the riot.

"Please, save my son, Honey! Save Him!"

As the queen watches her loyal servant, disappear inside the Palace, her tears fell from her eyes and down to her cheeks. Where are you my son!? Where could you have gone!?

She felt her husband heavy hands touch her shoulders lightly, she turned to see he was concerned for Dorocche as he was…

"Oh, Dominick….I'm so scared, where is Dorocche? *sob* He must have gotten himself hurt through the rampage…or gotten lost….*sob* My baby is missing!" She cried hysterically as she embraced her husband, sobbing endlessly.

Dominick held on to his dear wife, tightly," Don't threat, Elise, Honey will find our son…and she will protect him from harm. And believe in Dorocche as well….he may be difficult but he's strong willed and brave….like a true Mousinov!" Dominick soothes Elise soft hair while lifting her chin to his eye level. His eyes were strong and his voice was in a deep, caring. He wanted to protect his family…and that he vowed to do," And you need to be brave as well, my dearest queen…"

Hearing these words, Elise composed her position. As the queen, she must not act hysterical to these matters and must remain calm at all times, even on the verge of the siege towards the palace. She is the lecturer of the Mousinovs, the Queen of the strong yet diplomatic King and the mother of four amazing son and beautiful daughter; She must be brave for her son…she must!

The children of the King and Queen knew their brother very well. Always the trouble-maker, the stubborn and ambitious prince of the family but they also knew he was an adventurous, loyal and at times brave including being clever enough to get away with things. Dorocche is the spirit of the Mousinov….and he will make it.

Dominick had known his son to be difficult (next to Napoleon), always giving him trouble with pranks, skipping class and causing mischief throughout the palace and beyond.

Dorocche is the type to not wanting to have nothing to do with his heritage and rather enjoy life in a carefree manner, following his own path. Though he sometimes envies his son's freedom, the king never had that kind of freedom like his son has when he was younger. But he is secretly happy, to see his own son to be himself….he even more proud to be watching over his little sister, making him learn the importance of responsibilities…even though he gets his sister into confusing situations. He knew that Dorocche will become unique, someday…

"Well, well….isn't this precious? A heartwarming family meeting….how cute…"

The warming voice from afar sent a chill through the king's spin. Oh…no…Dominick gathered his family close together while the soldiers including their commander in front surround them, shielding the royal family.

A shadow of the darkness of thickens, tension was arising and somehow the smell of blood was in the air as the wind was becoming stronger. The royals and soldiers stood close, preparing on what's about to come. Dominick stood by Elise while she held onto her daughter closely and the young princes stand by each other near their kin. Slowly the flames began to move on their own, sending an opening and coming through were Merida, Madera and Mudina, following behind was 12 hooded figures and 5 demon dogs.

Seeing the Devil sisters here has brought fear into the royal family including the guards, all knew the terrifying powers of the Devil sisters….and the royal family being closely related to magicians could sense their power…and it was frighten to the point where they more then witches….it was so menacing and evil…craving for blood and death.

Merida stepped forward though her actions caused the comrade to step forward in anger," You step away from them, you evil witch!" Victorious took out his sword, pointing at Merida.

Merida just chuckled, what an incompetent fool….well, time to show them what fear really is…

Merida used a bit of the dark energy on her palm then raise it towards the comrade….than he suddenly began to react drastic, his limbs began to twist to the point where they were going to break while is eyes were widen enough to pop. Comrade V. was gagging and wheezing until he couldn't anymore. The corpse of the once brave commander, had fell into the snow.

The Mousinovs and soldiers were stunned in fear at what they saw; Merida…has killed Comrade Victorious….in front of their own eyes.

Merida smirked at her work, she has proven that those who stand in the way of the Devil Sisters….will be executed!

"Well, now that spec is out of our hair, why not we get down to business," Merida stepped closer, ignoring the corpse. She eyed at each of the member Mousinov but smiled warmly when her eyes met the small princess, who trembled under her gaze. She turned her gaze at Dominick; he was nervous but still strong.

"Now, Dominick, your time of ruling this country is over, it is time for you and your family to pay the price for making these nice people settles down in the life of depression." Merida stated with a grim grin on her face. Dominick growled viciously as he steps towards the witch but still distant from her as well.

"I've done all I can to help these people! I've given them what they needed: a home, clothes, food and even jobs that can be afford, but some rather misuse these supplies to get themselves into trouble!" Dominick explained since he and his family lives are hanging by a thread," As king it is MY responsibility to take care of my country…..but it is not MY responsibility to control the lives of these people! It their decision to be what they want to be….not me…."

"But you should've tried harder, your majesty…I've seen these people suffer, everyday….and I too, help them the best way I can…"

Everyone turned to the figure that walked forward, passing Merida and stood before Dominick. This figure removed his hood, revealing Advisor Seto," But as long as you stand on your throne…this suffering will not end."

Dominick was shocked. The queen was shocked. Everyone was shocked.

"Seto…your one of them?" Dominick stuttered, surprised that his high advisor…has betrayed him.

Seto chuckled, deviously," Isn't obvious, Your 'ex' majesty? You're so full of yourself, its predictable."

Dominick trembled in anger as he growled lowly at the traitor," How could you betray us, Seto!? 25 years you been with me as my advisor….and you betrayed us!

Seto grin grew wider," I only did it for the good of the people, Dominick though pitifully it was decided by the people that you and your family should be removed from the throne…and be executed!"

The Mousinov were shocked….to be executed by the people they cared for in years by their forefathers. Dominick felt sick to his stomach but he doesn't let that get him the better of his anger. He began to realized that something was off….

"Than what will happen next once it's carried out…? " He questioned.

Being boastful, Seto spoke his answer," Than the people will be free and will take me…as their new ruler…"

Suddenly, Seto screamed in pain, both Dominick and Seto looked down to see a long sharp object coming through his chest. Seto, with wide eyes, turned to see it was Merida own claw, that lengthens itself to pierce through him. He stuttered…

"W..Why….We…We made…a deal….?"

Merida, didn't turn but showed her grin," Such a fool you are, my servant. True we made a deal…but people didn't agree to make YOU their ruler…they want US to rule….and not another foolish mortal….," When she turned her face, her appearance has changed to the point where Dominick grimaced in disgusted, the soldiers shock in fear and Elise and her children were stunned with terror.

"Your services…are no longer needed…" And with that, she turned her claw around and removed it back to its original form. Seto fell to the ground, dead, with white snow underneath covered in red blood.

Merida slowly licked the blood off her claw nail she used. Once done, Merida turned her back at the Mousinovs," The fool did speak the truth though….too bad that a curse must be fulfilled…" After a long silence, she finished with these words…

"Kill Them…"

And Hell broke out into death and violence….

The followers of the witches brought siege on the royal family. Most of the fighters attacked them but it was futile, they were already dead before they could raise their own weapons at them. The last two of the defense force tried to lead the family away but they were already surrounded in a matter of seconds.

A vicious, bulky demon dog-like monster sprinted and pounced on Dominick as the fiend mauled him, slashing wildly at him while Dominick tried to fight for his life. One soldier tried to come to his aid however he was taken down with a bullet. Orlando rushed over to his father but it was too late. Dominick was already dead….

Elise screamed in horror, her husband is dead; She rushed to his side, crying in tears of his death but before Orlando gave a shout of a warning, a gunshot was heard….and the queen was dead. Her own body has fallen on top on her husband.

The children ran of their lives trying to reach the front gate but more blood was shed before they even had a chance:

• Orlando was behind his younger siblings as they ran but an oncoming individual, carrying a large dagger in his hand, screaming," DIE ROYALS SCUM!" Orlando let his kin run off, trying to deflect his attacks but the guy jump on him, stabbing him 10 times in the chest area until he was dead…

• Napoleon witnessed his own brother's death. Becoming blind in rage, grabbed a fallen sword and attacked his brothers murder, stabbed him in the back. And when he was dead, two demon birds flew above the second prince. They both simultaneously, breath out a spites of fire, Napoleon screamed as his whole body was caught in fire until he was burn to death.

• Lutheran panicked as he carried his sister, Pearl, far away. He heard Napoleon screams from behind but didn't dare to turn his head. His sister trembled endlessly. Lutheran whispered to his sister," Don't worry, Pearl, you'll be safe…" But it was too late, 2 of the cult members were waiting for them up front, with arrows pointing right at them. In a matter of seconds, the arrows were shot. Both, Lutheran and Pearl fell down with several arrows attach to them…..

….

Merida and her sisters watched with delight as they witness each one of the Mousinovs death. Once the carnage was done, a random figure approached the sisters with an announcement.

"My mistresses, all members of the royal family are dead."

Mudina hopped in giggly joy, Madera shrugged her shoulders and Merida just smiled with twisted delight. "Excellent…..Let us see the bodies…" The figure bowed his head and leads the sisters towards the bodies.

All of bodies of the Mousinovs were gathered and placed into a pile; Merida analyzed each of the bodies. There was a frown on her face," Where's the princess?" She questioned. Most of the cult searched around for the princess body; Merida casually walking amongst the snow, she was following a trail of small blood that the fools failed to look. She soon turned a corner, finding an arrow with a bloody tip, her gaze followed the trail until it stopped in a dark corner.

Merida got closer and saw the small princess, alive but injured. She was crying quietly as she shivered in the cold. Merida drew a little closer until the princess noticed her. Pearl scrambled against the wall, her heart pounding with fear in her scarlet eyes staring right at the emotionless witch. Merida would've killed this helpless girl in a brutal way like the others but she didn't, instead knelt down close to her. Pearl covered her eyes and curled herself into a ball," Please…don't hurt me….I want to live….please…." Merida smiled warmly, placing her hand on her small head gently as she leaned in closer to her ear," Don't worry, my little snowflake, I'll let you live…"

Pearl removed her hands from her eyes, looking at the witch with a surprised expression. She'll let me go…? The little princess saw Merida's smile...this smile was the same that her mother used. That smile somehow captivated her, letting Merida to hold her closely, placing a little warm kiss on her forehead.

"When the time comes…you'll be my daughter…" She said as she slowly placed both of her hands around the princess neck….and pressed against her air support. The princess was struggling to get her hands off but with no prevail. She gagged and wheezed, trying to get air inside but soon her vision was blacking….the last thing she saw in this world was Merida's warm smile…

…..

While the search of the princess continued, Madera and Mudina search for their sister until out of the shadows was Merida, carrying the lifeless princess Pearl in her arms. A few of the followers came closer…even one asked a simple question…

"I…Is she….dead?"

Merida nodded her head; some of the members of the cult closely looked at the princess….she looked like she was sleeping, peacefully while Merida, despite being a witch, looked very motherly by the way she smiles at her.

Merida handed the small body to the nearest follower and spoke in motherly voice," Wrapped this one in a thick blanket, I don't want this one to be a frozen Popsicle." That person did as he was told while another one approached her curiously," And…what about the others?" Merida mood suddenly changed into a hostile one," LET THEM FREEZE! I DON'T CARE FOR THEM!" The figure was startled but lowered his head, feeling foolish to ask such a question.

Madera and Mudina approach their older sister, confused by her actions.

"Merida, why didn't you let those simple-minded mortals kill the princess…" Madera asked, curiously. Mudina jumped up and down repeatedly, anxious to know," Why didn't you brutally murder her?….I'm sure her blood will be satisfying!" Merida turned her head, smiling at them.

"Because…I have nothing against the princess…just her big-headed father, her goody-goody mother and her annoying, random brothers; besides, she will probably make a good witch in my opinion…" Both of the sisters were still confused.

"Why?"

"Are you planning, to go back on your word?"

"Maybe…besides….I am sure that 6 souls of the Mousinovs will be enough to give us what we want…."

"Excuse me, my lady?"

A meek voice caught Merida attention, she turned around to see another one of the cult, the only difference is he was wearing dark blue instead of black…all because he couldn't 'find' one…not to mention he is the clumsiest and nervous-wreck out of the entire hooded mortals which indicates to the Devil Sisters how incompetent he was.

"What is it, Moto?" Merida sighed heavily in dissatisfaction, wishing she never recruited such an idiot but at least he's useful by gathering the bodies instead of joining his comrades to kill the family, saying he afraid of carrying a weapon due to a 'childhood trauma'. What an idiot….

"Um…uh…you see…um…exactly how many members of the royal family there are?" Moto stuttered nervously. Devil sisters given him an odd look on their faces but Merida answered, dumbly" There are 7 members of the royal family…."

Moto was shuffling nervously but Madera approached him, with hard eyes," Why would a stupid fool like you asked such a stupid question?"

"Well….you sees….one of captains just counted the bodies…including the princess but…."

Merida loomed over towards the nervous bystander, her eyes were widen, waiting for a chance to snap, "But…." She said quietly….

Motto shudder some more until he broke," There is only 6 bodies…One member is STILL MISSING!"

With those words said, Merida screamed hysterically! One missing…? ONE MISSING!? Merida grabbed Motto by the collar, shaking him insanely," WHO!? WHO ARE WE MISSING!?"

Motto knew it was a bad idea to tell them but had to answer, why did he get himself into this?

"I…It's P…Prince…D…Dorocche!"

Merida dropped Motto and made an announcement," FIND PRINCE DOROCCHE; HE'S STILL LIVES! FIND THE LAST LIVING MEMBER OF THE MOUSINOVS!"

Honey was searching for 10 mins after leaving their highnesses sides, when she opened the door to the children's room; it was large and full of toys of all sorts, dolls and wooden horses and all sorts of things that most of the children had grown out of, but had still held on to. Pearl and Dorocche were the only ones who still played with any of it. The servant girl immediately saw her royal highness looking behind the doll house.

Honey sighed in relief…..

"Your majesty, we need to go! Your family is waiting!" She advanced towards Dorocche, "What are you doing…?"

Dorocche got up with something in his hand. "I was trying to get my father's bell!"

"Bell?!" Honey looked at the bell in the young prince's hand. It was the royal bell, metallic of a perfect combination of gold and copper with a light bronze ring as the regal artwork on it were glittered with real silver. This bell is known to been pass down for generations in the Mousinov line, from father to son! They say the bell itself was magical and that their first ancestor was the one who created it, using his own magical powers of good into the bell. But it just was a story….could it have a mind of its own!?

Honey's thoughts were interrupted when a sound of a gunshot was heard, jerking both of the young people," Your majesty, we must go! Hurry!"

Honey grabs Dorocche's hand, pulling him back towards the door. Dorocche places the bell inside his pocket as he ran along with Honey out of the room and down the empty halls. Both knew there was no time to waste since both including the rest of the royal family lives are at stake, already they feared that the mob would be ascending the steps as they traveled through the open balcony, ready to murder them. Hopefully they weren't too late...

While they were running Dorocche stopped, moaning in discomfort. Honey rushed by his side.

"What's wrong, your majesty..?" Dorocche winced as if he was in pain; He was struggling to keep himself conscious.

"I don't know….It feels…like something…died inside me…." Dorocche opened his eyes again; he removed his hand from his chest. The pain was gone….

"What happened?" Honey asked, confused by the prince's actions. He was just as confused as her but he knew it may have something to do with his family," We need to get back to my family, they may be in danger!" Honey could see the determination in his eyes but she willfully obeyed. The two continued down the halls.

Just before they reached the top of the stairs, Honey tripped still holding Dorocche as they both fell onto the floor but the sound of their yelp cause the group of hooded men inside the castle to draw their attention, spotting two small figures. One of them is easily recognized.

"Hey, I see him! It's Prince Dorocche! Up there!"

As he pointed, Dorocche staggered back, nervously.

"Oh crap…," he practically whispered.

The Honey grabbed Dorcche's other wrist and motioned to a different hallway adjacent to him. "Quick! Follow me!"

Dorocche followed behind her until they reached a room with a grey, old wooden door. Honey ushered him inside and closed it, locking the door behind them. As Dorocche looked around the room and saw that there was one window, a tiny one, and not much else besides a few beds and scattered other objects. It was large like the children's room, but felt emptier somehow.

"How are we going to escape, now?" he asked, turning to Honey who was running to the far wall near the window. "There's no way out! We're several stories up!" They both never survive that fall.

Honey tapped the wall slightly before she seemed to grab a section of it and pull. A part of the wall began to open up, much to prince's surprise. A dark passage was revealed behind it, Dorocche stepped forward as it came fully open.

"Is this…?"

"This is the servants' quarters," Honey replied. "And this," she indicated the hole in the wall with her finger, "is a special passage that leads out of the palace. It's always been here. I'm not sure if anyone else, besides a few servants ever knew about it..."

"I guess I'm not the only rat in the palace" Dorocche chuckled humorously. Honey blushed, but they both heard pounding and breaking sounds coming from the door. Honey grabbed the prince hand once again, leading him into the dark passage. Honey pulled the small handle, which closed the door behind them.

The voices behind them were bewildered and confused on the whereabouts of the escapees but they soon went away for a while, giving the two a chance to breathe again. Honey crawled up in front, gesturing the prince to follow…

"Follow me…this passage way leads to the back area of the palace, we can escape through here."

The young prince nodded, actually smiling at her, "Thanks, Honey….I owe you..."

Honey smiled nervously. "Um...uh…you don't need to owe my anything your majesty….I'm only following your mother's wishes." The two began to traverse down the dark passage….

"I hope they're alright…." Dorocche responded sadly.

"I'm sure they're fine, your highness…." Dorocche didn't say anything but did gave Honey a hopeful smile. None of them spoke afterword; Honey was becoming intense on the whereabouts of the rest of Dorocche's family. Where are they!?

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Honey slowly pressed against the hollow door, it opened slightly. This door leads out into the opening. She stopped when she heard footsteps closing in, she hushed the prince, making him be silent. She saw in the crack, were two hooded from the mob. They were conversing to each other and Honey listened in…

"Do you think, he must've escaped…?" The tall one said to the smaller comrade.

"Impossible! They surrounded the whole place from all the corners. Heck not even a mouse could get in!" The other huffed at his friend's stupidity.

"But, bro….we are mice…" the smaller one fell over in disbelief, feeling stupid himself. He quickly got up, sneering," I know that! Besides, If we don't find the prince….the sisters will have our heads!"

"Yeah….I feels sorry the kid….he's the last remaining member that still alive, right? Man, he'll be crushed if found out that his family is dead…"

"Who cares, the brat will be dead before he ever get the chance to find out! Now come on!" The two figures walked away out of sight.

Honey pushed the door fully, walking to check around the surrounding…nothing. Honey though back at the conversation. The royal family….they're dead? Honey could believe it….How could she tell his royal highness about the tragedy of his own family!?

"Honey…."

Honey turned to face Dorocche…his head was facing the ground," Is it true? Is my family…dead?"

Honey slump her shoulders and sighed sadly," I'm afraid….it's true, your majesty…I'm so sorry." Suddenly Dorocche embraced her, holding onto her tightly; he was crying….was actually crying…Honey was surprised, but held onto the prince. Her own heart was crying, the royal family have been like her own family…but they are now gone…

"Why….*sob* Why them!? *sob* Why did they have to die!?" He sobbed as the tears from his eyes fell down on his cheek, like a stream of sadness." Oh, Papa….Mama….Orlando, Napoleon and Lutheran…even Pearl! My poor little sister *sob* Why did she have to die!? Why they ALL have to die!?"

Dorocche's own heart….was crushed. Hearing the tragedy of his family has caused him to drain himself in tears of sadness, guilt and loneliness. What will happen to him now? Where would he go? What will he do without his family?

Honey felt herself being into tears, she has been with the family for only 3 years but she was close to them that she never thought the day would come when they were killed by the people who hated them…and by the manipulation of the Devil Sisters.

Wait…If most of the royal family is dead….then it really does mean Dorocche is the last of the Mousinovs…And sooner or later they will find him…and kill him right there on the spot. Then the royal line will become extinct for good.

Honey pushed herself a bit from Dorocche, looking deep into his eyes seriously," You majesty, I know how it feels to lose a family….I too lost mine, 3 years ago….But there is still hope. You are now the last living member of the royal line and if those monsters find you…they will destroy you! You could run away for here and escape to Camelot! Where your grandmother is! There is still a chance for you to escape…."

She ran forward and stopped, pointing her finger through the forest," You know there is a ferry dock at the docks nearby, it leaves close to 3am so we need to get there before the rebellion finds out," She runs back to his side, holding his hand." Please, you highness…your family may not had the chance to escape….but they would want you to save yourself….even your sister would wanted that."

Dorocche eyes were still watery, thinking about Honey's words about his family. My family would want that….He thought to himself; with a sadden sigh, he spoke," Okay, Honey….Let's go…" Honey ran ahead of him, stopped and turned seeing Dorocche giving out one last glance of his home, filled with wonderful memories. He quickly turned away, with tears falling and ran up to Honey, leading him out of the Palace Grounds.

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After, a few mintues, the two were out of palace grounds, running through the cold snow, trying to put as much distance as they could between them and the mansion. Honey and Dorocche could see torchlight every time they looked, but soon they'll be inside the woods, giving them enough time to escape and they reach the docks in no time. There was the sound of the boat in the distance, preparing to leave the Silica docks. Honey just hoped that they would catch it in time...

"Hurry, your highness, we have to keep running." The young prince besides her was constantly stumbling in the heavy snow. The two of them were quickly tiring, and neither was dressed for the ridiculously cold winter they were facing.

Dorocche was panting heavily, trying his best to keep up but the cold was driving him nuts, freezing his fur off but surprisingly could see, the docks…it's not too far now! As for Honey, she looked ahead of herself; she saw that they are not too far from the woods and then-

Suddenly, Dorocche screamed, and as Honey looked back she gasped in horror. One of the Devil Sisters, Mudina was there, following them. She lay on the ice with Dorocche, grabbing the prince's leg harshly and refused to let go. When Honey tried to get closer and rescue him, she kept slipping on the ice below his feet.

"Let go of me!" He screamed, trying to get his legs out from the witches grasp. Dorocche used his free leg to kick Mudina in the face, repeatedly which made Mudina angrier, tugging harder and drawing the prince closer to her.

"You brats aren't going anywhere!" the witch wildly laughing, tightening her grip. Honey looked down, seeing the cracks growing bigger and more prominent. That was not good. She slowly crawls towards the prince, tugging him back towards her but the witch pulled even harder.

"Let go! Let go!" Dorocche continued screaming. Something inside of his aura was swirling, and it was cold.

"You'll be good as DEAD, I tell ya! *laughing uncontrollably* Good as DEAD…just like that sickly, weakling sister of yours! "

Anger has reached his limit as Dorocche eyes began to glow into icy blue color; he raised his hand at Mudina, who was unfocused at the prince but to what was happening. A swirl of magical ice was shot at the unexpected witch as her body was turning into ice. The sudden shock caused her to release his leg. Soon Mudina was in a block of ice with her face was stuck in place of shock.

Dorocche was able to return to normal, with the effect of the cracked ice was now renewed, no longer cracking underneath them. Honey staring at the prince in awe at his sudden action…could his emotions be triggering his magic.

"Honey…." Dorocche moaned with exhaust, he rubbed his temple; before Honey could say anything, Dorocche gazed at the frozen witch, cause him to yelp in fright," W…what happened…!?" Honey restrains him as she pulled him away from it. "Shh…please, your majesty, we have to keep moving! Sooner or later her sisters will be looking for her and they'll not be too happy about it either!" Honey grabbed Dorocche hand and the two ran off into the forest though Dorocche still couldn't take his mind off on what just happened, Did….did I do that!? Why is this happening to me!?

As they ran, they didn't see the red-haired witch soar to the edge of the water, dropping to her knees in front of frozen block.
"Sister!"

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They reached the woods, rushing through the chilly storm of winter rains, trying to escape from the blood curdling scream that is chasing them with the smell of burning wood stanching the air.

Madera, filled with rage, summoned her magic of inferno and uses it as arrows to attack the children but the trees were in the way. Honey and Dorocche were relieved to be able to escape from the fiery chaos but now that they were in open field they are open targets. Honey felt at this rate, both she and Dorocche will die in the carnage of the devil sister so she must take action.

"Honey, what are doing?" Dorocche asked when he saw Honey, dig inside her bag; she brought forth large handmade bow N arrows made from iron, they both have swirl designs made professionally by someone Honey once knew about. Dorocche was surprised to see Honey possessing such a weapon with her but probably for defending herself.

Honey looked at Dorocche with the solemn look," Your, majesty….I want you to go on ahead without me…" Dorocche was taken aback by her words," What!?" Honey continued,"…You must leave without me. I'll stay behind and distract the witch while you get to the docks!
Dorocche couldn't believe his ears! Honey is actually telling him to leave her alone to fight off the witches by herself. He felt his own heart sunk at to what was happening: He lost his home, his family…and now he's gonna lose his friend; he felt his legs sunk to the snow.

Honey knelt besides him, noticing him trembling like a leaf, she doesn't want to leave the prince alone but she has to protect him from his cursed fate…she has to…." I don't want you to die, Honey" He muttered to her with pleading eyes," I…I don't want to be alone, please….don't do this…." Honey felt tears in her eyes but still held a stern face. She slowly began to embrace the sorrow prince, holding him tightly," I don't want you to die, Dorocche; I want you to be brave….I want you to live! I'll be fine…just follows the path and you'll be fine." She released her grip, looking deeply into his eyes," Please, Dorocche…."

Dorocche look in Honey's golden eyes, they were filled with pleading and sadness; he couldn't bare to lose his friend….but he also doesn't want to die. Dorocche felt his tears forming in his eyes, feeling himself trembling in metal pain of his decision….

"Please….please be careful, Honey" Dorocche held Honey closely, giving her one last hug while Honey did something that she feels will be her first…and probably her last regard toward the prince…

She kissed him, lightly on the lips. Though Dorocche was surprised, he accepted it….knowing that this is possibly their last meeting together. The explosion of the fire behind them, made them break their kiss. Honey looked at Dorocche while he did the same, both knowing what to do.

Giving one last glance at his dear friend, Dorocche sprinted into the woods, disappearing out of sight. Honey was now relieved that the prince has left….now she must do what she promise herself to do, protect the royal family….or least the last living member of the family. She knew she may die, but at least she would let the prince escape from the Devil sister.

"How…dare...you…" Honey felt her spine tingle as she heard a raspy yet feminine voice, she slowly turned around, seeing Madera a far in sight. She was furious, covered in a deep red aura of pure wrath….and she was staring right at Honey," How dare you help that brat of the prince escape; you, little ingrate!"

She released 3 medium fire balls towards Honey, but she manages to dodge all of them then, in position with calm composure, shot then arrow Madera. Madera thought this arrow was a false attempt to kill her…until she looked closely at the arrow….something was not right…..but she figured it out too late.

The arrow burst into mast of light, the effects has caused she to scream into a scream of agony. The light was so intense it nearly blinded her. Madera covered her eyes, rolling around in the snow of the blinding light, scream," THE LIGHT! THE LIGHT! IT BURNS!"

Honey staggered back a little, startled by the thought of actually hurting the evil witch. Madera stopped moving, not even close to a twitch. Honey stepped a little closer to her, hoping that she was dead. She stepped in a little closer…

Until a row of sharp teeth trying to chomp at her head…

Surprised by this, Honey has fallen backwards onto the snow, crawling away at the monstrous being that rose. Madera face has changed into something horrible…It was like the once attractive beauty has been transformed into a beast. The newly, transformed Madera is now facing Honey, slowly approaching her with glowing aura of dark magic. As she crab-walking, Honey felt her heart pounding as she began to sweat; she was frightened but she must be brave. She raised her weapon again, aiming at the beast, she release it. A bright flash was made enough to frightening the beast.

Honey was satisfied, it was enough for her to escape if she didn't felt a surge of electricity coming from behind her. She screamed until she fell….

Merida scoffed in disgust, annoying little pest; Merida walked over to her trembling sister, grabbing a hold of her, forcibly. "You fool! It is Dorocche we want dead, not a little servant girl! Get yourself together and let's go!" Madera growled underneath her breath but obeyed. She transformed back to her original self; It wasn't long before Mundina came alone, drench, shivering, and mad!

"I WILL MURDER THAT BRAT!" Merida turn to her, growled dangerously," And we will, sister…We ALL will…!

Merida, Madera and Mudina were together again, now it becoming personal. All three filled with anger, embarrassment and hatred towards the one person that has ruined everything: the escaping of the execution, escape from the castle and made a fool of them; It was all the young prince's fault…And the young prince will pay…with blood.

Dorocche ran and ran as fast as he could through the forest, at first he was confident on following the path but suddenly the path has disappeared from his vision due the intense snow storm. Dorocche looked left then right, searching for the path until he tripped over a log he never saw coming, fallen flat on his face. Dorocche rose to his feet, wiping off the snow off his face; Dorocche began to shiver terribly from head to toe in the cold as he searched around his surroundings, feeling the ringing in his ear and the pounding of his own heart racing. All he could hear the sound of the chilling winds passing by.

"MAMA! PAPA! GUYS! PEARL!" He screamed to the top of his lungs, hoping this is a dream….a nightmare no less….but this way no dream, it is reality…A reality that his lost everything in one night….and now he is all alone.

Dorocche tears began to pour out from his eyes, feeling his own legs give away as he slumped to the ground with his head sunk low," Oh Papa, Mama…everyone, all gone…I'm all alone…."

It became so cold that Dorocche was seeing mirages of him and little sister playing in the snow one time it was cloudy so Pearl was perfectly safe from the sun; she and Dorocche played tag in the snow while their parents watched them with warm drink in their hands. The two siblings were laughing together when Pearl tripped over herself in the snow. At first, the Queen was coming to her daughter's aide but the king stopped her to see his son, rushing to his sister's side.

Pearl eyes were becoming teary but thanks to Dorocche's consonance, she was able to smile and laugh again. All of a sudden a snowball was hit at Dorocche's face; It was his brother, Napoleon being a jerk as ever when he laughed at Dorocche's misfortune. Not until, Orlando place a bucket of snow on top of his brother's head; He screamed angrily, trying to get the bucket out of his head but fell over. Everyone laughed joyfully. And soon the whole family was in a snow fight with one another: His father and two older brothers against his mother, his brother, sister and himself.

It was a wonderful memory….but now it's all gone….

Dorocche felt his fur stick up when he sense a dark power….and it was heading his way. Dorocche didn't hesitant to sprint away from the dark evil that is hunting him down, like how a predator hunts down his prey….And Dorocche is the prey….

Where are you, boy…?

Dorocche felt his heart skip a beat….voices were speaking inside his mind as he kept running.

Yes…. where ARE you…!?

He remained quiet, praying that those awful witches won't find him in this forest as he increased their speed.

O where….O where is the little prince? Come out and play…

Dorocche felt sick to his stomach, He couldn't run any fast but he has too! He has to get to the docks….he has to escape! But what he saw next has made him completely stop…

Dorocche saw that he has taken a wrong turn and now has reached a steep cliff, the cliff that He and his brothers would come to throw rocks to the bottom for fun until their father forbid them to go anywhere near it, but now Dorocche is at the end of his rope.

The prince looked at the scenery below from the cliff, all was there was the raging waters and there was the docks, the ferry was getting ready to leave. It isn't too far but where he's standing is too high to climb down, estimating the height of 30 to 50 feet below. Dorocche was thinking of turning back and finding another route…but it was too late for him….for the 3 figures are blocking his path.

"Hello, Dorocche…." The young prince fur strands on the back of his neck stood up, his heart was pounding and his arms were shaking. He staggered back, the fear that these women who placed a curse on his family…the ones who sent monsters and an angry mob to attack his home…..killed his family…and probably killed Honey, too. Now Dorocche was alone to face the Devil Sisters.

Merida stepped forward at the frightened prince, with a soft smile on her face," My prince, we were searching for you….your family is waiting for you." Madera joined in, trying to contain her anger inside.

"Yes, your majesty, your family is getting worried about you….why don't we return you back to your family…

Mudina hopped alongside with her sisters, trying to persuade him like her sisters," YES! Your foolish mother and your father along with your pointless brothers and scrawny sister are waiting for you on the other-side by now!" Merida groaned at her sister's stupidity while Madera growled viciously at her. Dorocche, trembling, has forgotten his fear and his outburst of anger came out instead….

"YOU, MONSTERS! YOU ROTTEN NO-GOOD HAGS! YOU KILLED MY FAMILY! YOU KILLED MY FRIEND! YOU EVEN KILLED MY BABY SISTER! SHE NEVER HURTED ANYONE AND YET YOU STILL KILLED HER! I HATE YOU, OLD FARTS! I WISH YOU DEAD- DEAD, NOW!"

The witches were shocked by his sudden explosion but what he said to them….those words: Hags….Old farts…..Drop-Dead…? This has brought pure anger inside them. Dorocche could sense their inner demons are emerging to the surface. Their once fine, silk fur was now bristled out of place; their ears and nose became pointier, teeth shaper and more menacing and their claws grew longer.

Dorocche was so stunned and disgusted he wanted to turn away, but can't for he was too terrified. He tripped over a rock and fallen on his back. He saw the witches' demonic form….and they are ready for the kill…

"You'll pay for your words, boy….you'll pay with your own blood" Merida voice was deeper and more frightening.

"I'll burn you to the bone….!" They began to approach him as Dorocche tried to crawl away from the hideous monsters. Madera was starting to summon a fire in her claws.

Mudina levitates several rocks, enough to kill him; She cackles insanely, eager to give the prince pain,"You're gonna DIE *Cackles* you're gonna really gonna 'Drop dead'!"

Dorocche was so focused on the witches, that he didn't realize that he crab-walked all the way to the end of the cliff. Dorocche stricken with fright….he gonna die…..he is really gonna die….

The Devil Sisters were closing in on him, enjoying the fear on the prince's face. Merida face was twisted with insanity as she raised her two fingers into the air, storm clouds were gathering and blue lightning appear, being collected by Merida's two fingers with ease and control….finally the last of the Mousinov is gonna die….than the curse will be fulfilled!

Suddenly the Mousinov Bell inside Dorocche's coat pocket began to glow brightly enough to stagger back the unexpected witches. Madera's fire evaporated while Mudina dropped the stones, Merida was the most reacted…those it made lose control of the lightning she was collecting, making it go everywhere. Dorocche ducked down to avoid getting shocked; the light dimmed but it was too late for either both parties….The lightning became too intense, causing the clouds to release a major lightning strike! It caused the witches to fry and turned into ashes…

A piece of the cliff was starting to fall over; Dorocche struggled to get to the safer ledge but before he could reach it….the cliff has fallen. The last that could be heard were his screams as the cliff tumbled into the raging waters.