Chubby Youtubers/Egos Oneshot, Book 3

Chubby Medieval Part 2

A/n: This was requested! 

Endless darkness. Empty void surrounded Prince Dark struggling to see where he was walking through the empty cold hallway of the castle the tips of the prince's fingers lit up with his black aura magic using a simple fire spell trying to light up around him yet it seemed the darkness simply ate any light leaving him total darkness. The black robe floated behind him taking wide long strides his pale hand trailing against the concrete familiar walls the only sign indicating that he was actually moving, the sounds of heavy confident footsteps trailing behind Dark following him trying to copy the exact time he walks to hide the sounds caused the hair on the back of Dark's neck to stand up feeling like he was being hunted. Furrowing his eyebrows, the prince's eyes glowed with endless magic conjuring up a small dagger made out of fire before swiftly turning around on the spot facing towards the sounds the small weapon raised prepared to strike but in front of him was nothing but the void.

"I could have sworn someone was following me..." Dark muttered under his breath confused by the situation the digger vanished into nothingness as he lowered his arm back to his side. Not a second later his defences lowered that a hand shot out from the darkness gripping tightly onto Dark's shoulder causing him to wince in pain as it pushed him forward with such strength that he stumbled into the solid wall his head smacking against the concrete with a heavy thud, blinking back the immense pain radiating on the front of his head Dark turned around his back resting against the wall eyes narrowed watching the silhouette of a figure popping out of the void revealing himself to the Prince.

"Oh, lil brother you thought you could hide from me forever? I thought you were smarter than that" The deep familiar voice spoke of Dark's older brother Mark who stepped even closer revealing his whole body. A sly sinister smile blossomed on Mark's face placing his metal covered hands on his hips the sounds of metal jingling as his armour moved along with him, Dark felt his heart skip a beat in fear knowing his worst fear of being found out by his brother came true his whole body became ridged the muscles tensing preparing for any unforeseen attack.

"Mark? H-How did you find me? I hid as far away from you as possible and I didn't think you would've followed me" Dark spat out trying to sound confident and angry glaring at his older brother but the rapid sounds of his heart beating filled his ears and dread washed over him knowing how cocky and cruel his brother could be at times, a tsk sound snapped him back to the present watching Mark waving a finger at him mockingly taking another cold calculated step towards him and unconsciously Dark pressed his back against the wall.

"No matter where you run Damien... Or should I call you Dark? You can never hide from the past and one day you will become just like our father.. Just like me" Mark let out a crazed laughter his brown eyes wild with greed and evil his other hand grabbing the handle of his sword that was strapped to his hip pulling it out with such speed that Dark had barely any time to react to the attack muttering a spell under his breath Dark placed his hands in front of him in a x formation conjuring up a black energy shield.

"I will never become like you Mark! There is goodness in my heart, unlike you" Dark grunted keeping his arms locked in the position feeling the sword repeatedly striking against the shield sending black sparks to fly off using all of his focus to fend off the attack. With each blow the sparks smashed against the wall behind the magical prince causing cracks to form along the cold concrete until the wall crumbled away leaving Dark on the edge to be falling into the abyss, Mark leaned forward pressing his face against the shield staring angrily into his brother's eyes that held nothing but hatred towards him.

"You can resist all you want but you are a part of this family! There's hatred and anger inside you" With that Mark raised his sword preparing for another strike that would force his brother closer to the edge into the abyss but before the sword could make contact everything went to black. With a muted scream Dark sat up in bed panting heavily cold sweat ran down his forehead with his black hair messily sticking in all directions, gripping the worn-out brown blanket tightly in his hands enough to cause his knuckles to turn white slowly with deep breaths Dark calmed down enough focusing on the surrounding environment around him from the scratchy feeling of the blanket covering his body to the heat radiating from next to him.