I Scored Myself A Mate

Groans were beginning to be heard from Amelia's room and exhausted screams. Theseus was beginning to wake up and feel the pain of the intoxicating poising, flowing through his wounded body. Allias gritted his teeth and clenched his hands in fists. It took all of his restrain to not just leave everything right now and rush inside that room. Hold his hand and bring him comfort, if he could somehow share his pain he would but right now he was aware he had to deal with the person in front of him so he wouldn't risk more problems arising. He had to stop being a hopeless romantic and start acting accordingly to his position. He would not lose his throne nor his kingdom because of a child. No, he wanted it all and he would get it. 

"Your lover seems to be in quite a lot of pain. Will you sit here and chat with me? Maybe he doesn't mean that much to you. Shame he really seemed to care about you and I meeting" Joe mocked him and Allias' grinned. People try too hard to change in order to become strong but while being in that process is easy to inspect their fear, how they like to hide behind big words, hoping to terrify their opponents. Allias could see it clearly, he had been in his place after all. 

"This is good. Do you know why? Because every sound filled with agony he lets out, every groan and every drop of his blood that landed on my hands I get to remember that people like you and me will never coexist, we will always end up killing each other but you know what, I have already died once and I don't intent to die again so how is this going to be…" Allias asked. The boy had his legs taped at the legs of the armchair. His legs open and the King raised his leg and placed his foot at that empty spot, touching the edge of the chair and pushing it back, leaving it in two legs. "…will we at least have a nice chat?" 

"I helped you and my father died because of that." Joe spat in his face, still half in the air. 

"I did not do this! The wolves went behind my back but you still denied to help and even hurt my people when they offered you a way out!"

"Then you shouldn't have given me your word! I wouldn't have believed you! Do you think you are a saint? Do you believe that everything is my fault?" Joe asked him and Allias pushed more the chair almost falling to the ground. Joe gasped surprised by the upcoming crush but the King with very elegant and fast moves he placed his foot underneath the armchair and with ease he brought it back to the front. 

"Oh, no, no" Allias said and stood up, stretching his fingers and then forming fists. "I am definitely not a saint but you, human boy took it way too far. The demons and that magic source? You will have to tell me all about that." He told him and grabbed the chair throwing it finally on the floor. "This is Theseus' territory but believe me, I can be pretty good when it comes to taking information by…force." He said and stepped on the two sides of the thrown chair, Joe staring at him from below. Was this really the kind hearted boy he had met? The one who wished to protect him? No, this was a completely different person. Someone who was scary and cruel.

"I won't be telling you anything." Joe said and felt Allias grab him from his collar with one hand, raising his other. His hair was falling over his eyes, messy, creating shadows and he was biting his lips. He hissed lowly and his raised fist landed on Joe's face, right into his nose. Blood began trailing from his nostril, vibrant as it reached his lips, the metallic taste almost nauseating. 

"The demons are pieces of shit! Do you know what they're able to do? What they will do?"

"All of you are pieces of shit." Joe insulted him and spat in his face, saliva landing on his cheek and Allias smiled, he looked like a psychopath. 

"Yet you had to rely on our magic to defeat us. That bracelet was made by my father, to protect his loved ones. It's meant to protect and shield but you dishonored him like that. Let me show you what it does." He told him and placed the chair normally again. He even wiped playfully some invisible dust off Joe's shoulders before he placed the palm he was wearing the cuff in the middle of his chest. 

Joe felt like he was going to die from the pain. If someone who didn't know looked at them they would be very confused but these two were in a very intense battle. Allias had an enormous magic output, he had always been gifted and the cuff only magnified that and that magic was now pulsing through Joe's veins, hot like the sun. Veins popped on his neck, his body turning slowly red and tears gathered on his eyes. Allias laughed and removed his hand, Joe's face falling forward. He took a deep breath, trying to ease the pain. 

"Will you talk to me now?" he asked him

"Fuck you and your pointy eared faggot friends" Joe mumbled. Well, this was a very personal attack and Allias was not known for his restraint in many situations. He raised Joe up and threw him at the end of the room together with the armchair, the object breaking into pieces on his restrained body, pieces of sharp wound invading his skin, piercing him. 

Allias sighed as he pushed his hair back. He was annoyed and stared at the human for a while, thinking what he should do next. It was obvious he was not going to talk. 

"I see. You will be just a waste of time. Better I get rid of you now" he said and walked towards him. 

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oops. Can anyone guess what will happen next?