Chapter 2

A Chapter by J.C. Rabanes

Chapter II

“What do all this thing means?” prince Euphatos III said to the king of Imus with pride and anger.

The two stares with each other like a warriors fighting over the superiority they are going to grasp. The king responded with a slight movement of its eyebrows and the prince was pissed off.

“How did you do this?!” the prince said.

“For all the things I have done to you. I almost knew you as my second father!”

Those words make them feel soft and yet the king still ignores the words the prince had uttered. Instead of talking sincerely to the prince the king slowly walks away into a door and going to leave the prince empty handed and sad.

“You mean nothing to me now, since your kingdom will be an enemy of mine.” The king responded while walking away heading to the door.

“Why?"why?” the prince ask through whispers in the air and the king didn’t hear the words nor even look in the eyes of the prince who, somehow became an important friend of the king of Imus, Faustho.

The prince repeatedly uttering the word “why?!” until its emotion has reached its peak and the prince runs, he runs towards Faustho with his hands holding a dagger trying to stab him at his back. The prince got near but the king didn’t notice that the prince is coming at him with vengeance. The king is a foot apart in the front of the door when he heard one of his soldiers shouted at him to look back. The king manages to dodge the ferocious attack of the prince but it gazed him at his waist and due to the threat, his warriors draw out their swords to protect their king against the prince but the king insisted that this is his fight and they should not interfere. The king stares at the prince’s eyes like talking with madness and his eyes now turns to the dark side of his soul.

“You now disappoint me…” he said in a calm manner.

“Die!” he shouted and hit the prince in his face.

The prince looked fearsome as he holds his little weapon so tightly like his strong will to kill the king who soon becomes an enemy of his kingdom.

“I will kill you!” the prince shouted.

He got up and stand as a warrior of his land challenging the king of Imus, the enemy of his birthplace.

“Fight me!” he challenged the king.

The king just smiled for awhile and mocked the prince of his behavior.

“You were just like your father, a reckless son of a coward kingdom.” The king mocked the prince.

The prince felt so angry and lose his self-control.

“Who are you to say that?” he replied.

“You were actually the one who is coward than I.”

The king also became mad of the words he heard from the prince.

“You’ll ganna pay for that!” the mad king said.

And the two fought greatly to the point that their soul is united with their sword. They are like predators fighting against a predator of the other kind that makes it difficult to see whose going to win the match. Suddenly, a bad moment happened, due to their differences in physique the prince looses his breath easily and that forces him to stop and that gives an opportunity for the king to take him down. The king strikes with its dagger but the prince manages to dodge it somehow only receiving a slight wound in his head.

“I am far better than you thought.” The king said.

The prince stands still as a warrior even after getting a lot of beating from the king and thinks that the king’s thinking is insane and he just laugh at it. The king wonders why the prince laugh until these laughs pissed him off.

“I only waste my time fighting this half-dead coward.” The king said to himself.

Moment later, he ordered his men to capture the weary prince covered in blood of his own veins and drops in the suit he is wearing in.

“Capture him, torture him until he will recognize the power of this kingdom but just let him live and returned to his home as a message for them.” The king ordered to his men.

At first, the prince retaliates by swinging his arms side by side not allowing anyone who are going to capture him. Then, the king drew near to him and gives a beating at his body until the prince feels dizzy and blood is coming out through his mouth as the king continues. The prince loses his consciousness and just drops down in a cold asphalt floor of the palace.

“You are strong, but still not enough to beat me.” The king uttered to the unconscious prince.

The king’s soldiers brought the half-dead prince into prison to wake him up and tortured him saying blasphemies just to imprint in the mind of the prince what is the power of the kingdom of Imus. After a lot of beating, when the soldiers are satisfied to what have they done to him, they brought him to the beach naked and beaten a lot, we can see through his wounds all over his body. They put him into the boat and let it sail with the wind towards the other part of land, his home where he came from; the land he was born; the land he was fighting for. The soldiers left with rough blasphemies in their mouth.

“You are a prince, Huh.” They said while leaving the beach and they laugh at it as they headed to the palace.

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