The Tears of a Prince

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Xan was always perfect. Handsome, smart and charming. The boy, the teen, the young man every guy wished to be. He was lucky, he was supposed to be the next king. Everyone around him worshiped him and no one dared to defy him. From jewels to gold and swords the little boy had always had everything he wanted, unaware of the word no. 

At some point though the toys stopped, the people stopped patting his head and their starry eyes turned suspicious. At some point the little boy grew up and was expected to act and live a certain way. At some point Xan ceased to exist, he was the crown prince, a figure of authority and the first one waiting in line to wear the shiny crown. He had lost his name and the ability to choose a life.

So the man named Xan slowly withered away, hidden somewhere deep inside him. The crown prince had found a love once, thinking that maybe this love would see, realize how he had lived all this time. His love though was short lived, dying on the floor of his luxurious room, a needle on his arm. So the man named Xan hid again, shutting himself inside the walls of a cracked heart, letting out the perfect figure, the spotless prince, the one he should be.

The crown prince was aware that many people hated him. His parents had said that it was natural, the leaders of tomorrow were not always loved but they were certainly feared, it was a good thing. As a person who had received many hateful stares hearing that, hearing Lun tell him he was his light shocked him. Unpleasantly or pleasantly he didn't know, all he knew was that in this deep darkness, as his relieved voice reached him, his wounded body shivered and his eyelids fluttered, as if he tried to make sure he wasn't hearing things. 

"The stick is still on my chest." Xan said, trying to avoid Lun's unexpected confession. He wasn't ready for it, to think about the meaning of these words. 

"What?" Lun asked, surprised.

"As far as I know we're tied on chairs. I was stabbed, a little bit more to the left and I would be dust right now. The stick is still in my fucking chest." He groaned and moved his body, wiggling as he tried to release himself.

"Don't move!" Lun scolded him. "What if you do anything stupid and it gets to your heart."

"Then I will die and pleasantly avoid your stupid confession" he blurted out, unable to hold back his poisonous tongue. He heard Lun scoff.

"You should be honored that someone like me said that to you. But no, you have no idea what kind of a catch I am…"

"I don't think you're a catch." Xan insulted him.

"I am rich, I am young, I am handsome, I am educated and I am really great in bed, and I don't mean breakfast in bed I mean as in s…"

"Stop." Xan interrupted him, cutting his sentence short. "Just shut up, you're already giving me a headache"

"Are you alright?" Lun asked him.

"If you keep talking I won't be." He said and the two of them turned quiet. Xan sighed, his breath being almost too loud in the silent room. "I am okay." The crown prince answered, feeling a bit bad about his behavior. He had worried Lun enough already "Thanks for asking." He told him and the vampire smiled faintly. 

"What do you think is going to happen to us?" Lun asked him but Xan did not have the time to answer. Suddenly the lights were turned on and both of them frowned, as the bright light above them landed right into their sensitive eyes.

Finally they could see where they were. Not that they had the slightest idea but still they had some kind of image. It looked like a basement of some sort, underneath the earth. It was chilly and actually humid. The floor was from plain cement while the walls were painted a full dark gray. Thick pipes surrounded the corners and the floor of the room moving upwards. The light was a dull yellow, flickering a few times and making a sound that reminded them of the flying of a bug. There were no windows and just one door, made from strong metal that was now opening, revealing a tall man.

"It's you!" Lun exclaimed, recognizing the Alpha. "Well hello" he said cheekily and Mikain smiled, his eyes though we're cold. He walked closer, standing in front of Lun and raised his arm, his punch landing right in the middle of his face, breaking his nose.

"That's for ruining my mission" Mikain said as he watched Lun's blood trail from his nostrils. 

"You're welcome." The vampire answered. "I see the cuffs are charmed. Working with some witches aren't we?" He asked him.

"I don't think that should be one of your concerns." 

"It's not." Lun answered, a cocky smile appearing on his handsome face and Mikain clicked his tongue. He was not very fond of his behavior, not used to people going against him. He left Lun and circled the prisoners, this time standing in front of Xan. The crown prince stared at the man with a disgusted look, one that only a cockroach would receive.

"Maybe you could tell me where the prince I am looking for is?" He asked him, moving his face closer to Xan. The crown prince scoffed and when the Alpha asked him a second time he dared to spit on him. Right on his face. Mikain's eyes widened and he grabbed the stick that was protruding from Xan's chest. He twisted it, making him groan.

"Xan?" Lun asked, trying to hide his worry.

"Still here." The vampire answered between gritted teeth.

"I don't think you guys get the situation you're in. The truth is, I don't care if you live or die. Actually, I want you to die…"

"Great, the feeling is mutual then!" Lun said happily.

"You talk too much don't you?" Mikain asked with a raised eyebrow and Xan couldn't help himself. He giggled, seeing the annoyed expression on Mikain's face. "Why are you laughing?" The Alpha asked him.

"It's so obvious you're new to this. You weren't supposed to be an Alpha were you? I can sense it. You are a cheap replica. What did you do and got the place?" He provoked him. 

"You…" Mikain said. "Get on my nerves the most." He told him, his hand wrapped around his neck, choking him. Xan felt himself gasp, in need of air but he didn't say anything. There would be no way he would beg in front of someone like him.

"Umm, mister Alpha?" Lun called him, drawing his attention. Xan huffed, taking in deep breaths. "Can we loosen these a bit? They are hurting me. I am sensitive, you see." He joked.

"Do you think this is a joke?" Mikain asked. He grabbed Lun by the chin, raising his face so their eyes met, digging his nails into his cheeks. "I will fucking murder you and cut that little prince of yours into a thousand pieces and sell him as if he is some kind of cheap meat." He threatened.

"I'm trembling right now. I almost pissed my pants." Lun continued, not seeming one bit scared. 

"I just need only one to spill where the prince is. I will have the pleasure of taking one of you out." He said. Of course he meant Lun, the cocky vampire was trying to get on his nerves on purpose. He didn't want the Alpha close to Xan, he was hurt and one irrational move from the werewolf could kill him. 

Mikain punched Lun again, this time in the jaw, a cracking sound reaching Xan's ears and he flinched, knowing the pain of such a strong punch. Lun's chair fell on the floor and the Alpha left him, getting to the prince. He grabbed the stick that was on his chest and pulled it out, the white haired man screaming in agony. 

He stepped slowly in front of the fallen vampire, leaving the crown prince behind him. A devilish smile was on his lips as he stared at Lun from above, weighting the bloody wood in his palm. He flipped it, some kind of useless display of skill and playfully aligned it with Lun's heart. For a second the vampire felt anxious, the truth was, he didn't really want to die. He smiled innocently.

"We can talk about it can't we? We're civil."

"You can beg if you want." Mikain said.

"I think it will be the other way around." Lun said and Mikain stared at him with a questioning expression. "Taking that stick out was a biiig mistake." He said playfully.

Even before Lun had stopped talking Mikain had turned around, catching on pretty quick. Still, his quick wasnt quick enough. The Alpha had been too late. Xan's chair was empty and the white haired vampire was right in front of him.

The crown prince smiled, grabbing him by the neck like he had done before.

"How did you…" he mumbled as he clawed his arm, trying to set himself free.

"I am not like the rest." Xan said and threw the Alpha on the wall. He looked at Lun, crouching to break his restraints when the man stood up from the ground, his claws out, ready to attack.. "Wait a sec, will you?" He told Lun and stood back up, to fight.

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