A/n : If you guys like this one I may write a squeal and sorry if its like out there I wrote this while I had a writers block....enjoy.
The hollow trees stood strong in the kingdom of death, where the grass was gray and the fruits were nothing but rot. The trees seemed to be the only some what life of this kingdom. The forest dark often echoed everything that ever stepped foot in it, travellers often killed just for saying simple opinions on the forest just because they were heard by him. He was what they called the demon of the forest, his black hair short and self cut making it choppy and uneven. The demonic blue eyes so white the moon could not compare to them. He protected the forest, it his only family and friend. This was one of many days the Demon would freely walk through his own kingdom listening for any intruders or unwanted noises. He had taken a small rest by a large willow that stood in the dead center of the forest and had smaller young saps around it nothing more nothing less. It was the one place that didn't echo and gave him a sound rest. He had sat in a gap that was no bigger then a Queen sized bed, the roots of the willow emerging out of the ground on each side of him, this gave him a feel of safety and he liked that. It wasn't often a demon could feel safe from travellers or even themselves and that often worried the demon but he didn't have to worry at the moment cause he knew he was safe, or that's just what he thought.
Deep in the forest heading his way was the king of the death kingdom himself. He was still in his young rebel age and wanted to explore a little more before sitting in the damned castle giving orders all day. He headed to the center of the forest, he had heard stories of a mighty beast that had often stayed there to protect the sacred tree that held the souls of the dead themselves. He himself wanted to slay the beast with his bare hands, he thought of it as a mighty quest, that his kingdom would give there hearts to him and the maidens would swoon just by hearing his name and the other kingdoms would fear him so. He'd be the king of the world and everyone would bow before him. His steps echoed threw the woods and he begged the souls of the dead that they would not alarm the beast of his approach. The king slowed his steps as he neared the wide opening, reaching the edge he scanned the wide opening for any signs of the beast being there. With no visual signs he walked into the opening and was hit with a peaceful atmosphere, he took in a breath and smiled seeing how the beast would choose this as its resting area. It was the one place that did not reek of death and didn't have the violent feel to it like the world around it. The king looked around again seeing the large willow that sat in the middle of the beautiful clearing, as he slowly neared it careful not to step on any saplings that would grow into mighty trees. Once reaching the mighty willow he slowly started to circle it when he reached the other side he was blocked by a 7ft tall root that emerged from the ground, slowly pulling his crossbow out from a belt he wore around his waist he made his way to the lower part of the root. As the root became shorter as did the king, he crouched to hide himself from what could lie behind the roots, once he was able to crouch no longer he quickly propped his crossbow on the root and shot not daring to even glace at was before him. The cry of a male sounded threw his ears as he stood staring at what he had shot. The small frame of a boy was what he had shot, but only the shoulder was hit, this hit is what now pinned the boy to the tree. The king approached the boy scowling," What are you doing here in the middle of no where boy."
The kings deep voice didn't echo but struck the demon hard in his heart, making it throb with a wired sensation he had never felt before. The pain from his shoulder and heart made him sob harder and tried to hide his tear stained face from the man who had just shot him without warning. The demon felt a strong hand grab his chin and with much force pulled his face up to see the young man before him. "Answer me or......." ,The man suddenly was unable to finish his sentence and just stared at the demon, growing uneasy the demon quickly turn his head away. His soft voice ringing out.
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The Demon and The King (boyxboy)
Short StoryA demon and a king meet only to fall in love and have the night of both there lives but does it last?