The Tears of a Prince

Survival was a primal instinct that could be overcome only in very rare situations. For Kai this wasn't one of them. He couldn't simply lay there and die. He had promised Philip something, he had promised that no matter what he would survive, he would remain alive. Bitter and broken Kai grabbed Philip's arm, pushing it out of his chest, a the hole he had created slowly healing. He pushed the werewolf off of him, making him tumble to the side and stood up. 

He was crying, his tears mixing in with the heavy rain. He stood like a half dead man, rubbing the blood off his eyes as he looked at Philip who was standing up. He wasn't his lover anymore, he was someone else. Something had happened, something had gone terribly wrong while he was caught and now the person he loved the most in this world wanted to kill him. Kai's eyes shone red, sensing the danger in Philip's movement and took a fighting stance. 

"Hear me out." He tried. "It's me, please. Philip!" he screamed,  his pitiful voice getting covered by the rain and Kai cried louder. He was shaking, trembling as he tried to fight the urge to rip the werewolf to shreds. He was feeling threatened and his blood boiled. "Please…" he pleaded again. "I love you" he said but nothing changed. No words reached him. 

The werewolf rushed towards him, wanting to catch him, kill him but Kai flashed away, getting behind him. He grabbed him by the back of his head, pushing him on the ground and restraining his hands behind his back. 

"What is wrong with you?" Kai screamed at him but the only response was a growl and the man wriggling underneath hima s if he had been shocked. He managed to turn them around, Kai hitting the back of his head on a bloody stone and hissing as he felt his skull to crack.

What was he supposed to do? What was he supposed to do? His mind was speeding and he couldn't catch up. He couldn't think clearly. Promises, so many promises to himself and to the man he loved. He had promised not to hurt him again, he had promised to survive, to make sure he remained alive. 

He couldn't stop crying, he was sobbing, throwing weak punches at the wolf trying to stop him, his nails scratching his handsome face as they fought. Philip tried to put his wailing mess down, pinning him to the dirt so he could attempt to rip his head or heart off again. 

"No! Stop! Please!" he screamed at him. "I don't want to do this!" He begged, he screamed, he asked for help. He wanted someone to appear, someone to help him. "Save me, please" he said but his voice now was a whisper. As he felt Philip punch him, as he watched his angered expression he realized there was no more hope.

One of them will die tonight. 

Kai raised his head, hitting the wolf with his forehead and Phili  fell back. He grabbed him by his collar, raising the heavy man as if he was a feather and choked him. His eyes were red, like rubies, blood dripping on them. His tears, he tasted them , entering his mouth from his parted lips when Philip wrapped his dangling legs around Kai's waist in an attempt to distract him, which succeeded. He let go of him and their bodies, connected in this violent fight landed once more in the mud. 

The prince breathed heavily, tired and in pain as he watched Philip, the guy that would smile at him in the morning, as he watched the man who would hold him so gently, as he watched the man that would play with his hair in the most calming and peaceful way want to rip him to shreds. 

He screamed, allowing all the stormy emotions to escape from inside of him as he brought Philip down, his bloody and pale hand passing through his flesh and grasping his heart. Philip's eyes widened, as he felt Kai clutch his heart. It was a horrible feeling, the insurance of the upcoming death and for the first time, in those few seconds Kai held his heart, ripping it out he watched Philip's emotions change. The prince froze, too late now to back down his eyes widened, getting round as his face was showing pure horror. He had done it. He killed him and in those few moments of him remaining alive he heard his choking words. 

"Why?" Philip asked, his senses returning in that horrid moment and Kai felt like he would lose his sanity. The werewolf laid there, frozen, the echo of his wonder creating a ghost in Kai's mind as he stood up. The heart fell from his hands. 

"No…no,no,no"he repeated in utter despair as he fell to his knees, shaking Philip knowing that nothing would change. He looked at him frantically, his hands shaking, he felt cold. 

He had killed him. 

"No, no. I am sorry, I am so sorry!" Kai screamed, tears coming out in floods from his eyes. "I…I didn't, you…" he mumbled, losing his mind and for a second he thought of killing himself. He looked at his bloody hands, he could smell it, Philip's blood on him, he could feel it like acid on his skin, weighing a ton and he wanted to die. Right here and there he wished to end it all. He had broken his promise, he had killed him. He had hurt him, it was his fault….everything. 

"I am sorry" Kai cried, landing on Philip's body when his blue eyes landed on the crown. The werewolf now dead was not holding onto it any longer. 

For a second, everything turned silent. He extended his hand and grabbed it, feeling something was off with it. He stood up, examining it when he realized the crown was coated with some kind of substance. He brought it close to his nose, smelling it. His whole body tensed, his mind a mess as the pieces seemed to finally fit in.

"They poisoned you…they drove you mad just so I would kill you, just so they could have a reason to go after me." Kai mumbled, realizing for the first time that he hadn't escaped that basement, they had willingly let him go.

Somehow they had poisoned Philip, making him hold onto the crown which was coated in this poison. Then they let Kai free, knowing he would search for him. They knew Philip would try to kill him, they knew Kai would end up killing him. Now he had broken the rules, he had killed a werewolf, breaking years of treaties. He was a prince and he had made the worst mistake he could. 

He dropped the crown, his most valuable possession. His title and his name, all of them, his riches falling into the mud as he watched the body of his lover, as he cried. 

They knew he was going to kill him. They knew he was selfish and that he couldn't sacrifice his own life. The Nightshades knew him better than he knew himself. They knew the monster he was, they knew he was a killer. 

"Monster." he mumbled to himself, aware that soon vampires of the Nightshades would come looking for him. "I need to run." he whispered, almost sounding as  if he was hypnotized. 

He didn't even have the guts to remain there and die next to him.

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Hello! This is the backstory! Now you finally know. I hope you enjoyed it. I know there are a few questions left like how did Philip get poisoned or if the queen knew they were actually planning to kill her son but I felt it didn't make sense for me to answer them since this is kind of Kai's pov. I will make sure to answer everyhting. Philip's birthday is comming soon!

Hope you enjoyed the backstory and that you will keep reading.