Your Highness ~ A Dnf Fanfiction

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Hi, btw the word count doesn't include these little notes at the beginning. Ok, you can read now!

Artist: I couldn't find them :c

Word Count: 1141

Warning: Mention of sexual abuse and murder (Not that much)

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Third Person:

Screams and police sirens can be heard in a dark alleyway from miles away. You can hear every kick, every punch, every jolt, every reaction. Every bat of the smooth wooden club hitting the surface of silky smooth skin. Everyone can hear everything, but no one can find the action. Police cars circle around the town looking for the location of the screams, but no one is found. Not one clue, not a drop of blood in the remains. 

So who's the culprit? George. George, a sixteen year old brunette, how did he end up here you may ask? Well if you add a little trama with a little bit of drama, then you can find yourself becoming a spy as a teen.

George had a horrible childhood because of his parents. His mom was abusive while his dad was a drug addict and an alcoholic. They dragged him everywhere with them. From England, to Canada, to the shit hole that we call the United States. So like any traumatized child would do at the age of 12 he killed his parents. I know, I know, very dramatic, but he can't change the past can he. After murdering his parents the young fled from the scene running on the street bloody knife in hand. Not too long later he met a guy on the street that went by the name of Philza. Philza promised to take him in if George would join his spy agency. 

And George's here beating up a person in an alleyway with a bat. Now even though George has committed some murders and beaten up people here and there he does it for a reason. All of the spies attack people that have done bad things to people and have not payed the consequences. For example the man George was beating had sexually abused a child. George's beating was soon sadly ended by an echo coming from his earpiece. (Like an airpod but for spies.)

"Agent 404, please make your way to the office."

George quickly glances at the human quivering beneath him. He rolls his eyes and scoffs.

"You're safe this time."

He says harshly leaving the stranger shaking on the ground covered in bruises and blood. 

"On my way."

The Brit confirms.

As he makes his way to the office he wonders what adventure awaits for him this time. George quite loves his job and has nothing against it, so the thrill and excitement fills his body with each step closer to the office. Will it be an assassination? Breaking one of his fellow spies out of jail? A smile finds it's way to his face as he's walking. 

Is George a psychopath, no! On the inside George is a huge softie. He does have a heart but the boy can't help but get excited with these task considering all the targets have done something wrong. It's like removing a problem from the world.

The Brit finally reaches a wall with a crack going straight through the center. He stands up straight bringing his face close to a red panel that lays on the right side of the wall. A red fluorescent ray in the shape of a triangle scans his face top to bottom not missing an inch. The panel flashes green.

"Agent 404, accent granted."

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George POV:

The wall breaks from the crack opening up an elevator. I quickly step in before hear the big boom of the thick wall closing. In the inside of the elevator there's another panel used for the floors. I click the bottom button to go to the lowest floor which is about 40-50 yards underground. We take the spy thing very seriously and are very secretive and sucure about our location.

The elevator abruptly comes to a halt opening a new floor, also know as the office or Philza's room.

"Agent 404 reporting."

"Welcome George."

Philza started.

"Now the reason I called you here is because I have a strictly confidential task for you. This shall only be told to a couple spies."

My eyebrows raised in confusion. I've never had a confidential assignment before. Philza spins his chair to face a different way.

"Your royal highness, this is our youngest agent."

"Uhm, sir, who are you talking to-"

I say searching around the room until my eyes land on a young blonde boy with green eyes that has a crown resting on the top of his head. 

"Hey cutie!"

The gentleman says while winking. 

I blush a little and return my gaze to Philza.

"George, you will be going undercover as a transfer student to protect him."

My eyes widen. He can't be serious, right? I don't have any experience with people my age and especially not with royalty. I can't do this!

"Sir, with all respect I don't think I'll be able to execute this mission."

"And why is that?"

"Well, I have no experience with people my age, and being a body guard is not exactly my forté. I'm afraid I may let you down."

Philza slowly nods his head and turns his head to the Prince to see his opinion. The boy just smirks and crosses his arms.

"I personally don't see the problem."

The blonde begins.

"You're pretty and you can fight. Plus, I'll be by your side."

He finishes and winks at me once again.

I feel my cheeks warm up for the second time that day.

"Your mission George. Will you choose the accept it."

Philza's foot taps as he's expecting me to answer right away. I know he doesn't want to put pressure on me, but when you're with royalty you basically have no choice but to be stressed. Plus, he wouldn't choose me for this task if he didn't think I could execute it. I sigh and give my final answer.

"I accept the mission sir."

"Good, here is you're briefing file, everything you need to know about the Prince is in there. Make sure to pack all of your belongings and check out weapons of your choice at the armory. Karl is also coming with you for backup and because I know you two have a good bond. You leave for the castle tonight. Good luck George, I know you won't fail me."

I start making my way out but knowing this would be the last time I would see Phil in a while I retreated and ran into his arms engulfing him in a hug.

"I love you... Dad..."

Philza gasps.

"That's the first time you've ever called me that!"

Tears threaten to fall in both of our eyes. The atmosphere that used to be so serious has now been replaced by sadness.

"I love you too son!"

The blonde boy just watches the moment in awe, but sadly all good things have to end. Philza slowly lets go of me and looks into my eyes.

"Now, you must not be late. As much as I want you to stay you have to go pack."

I make my way out actually making my way in the elevator this time. Before the cold stone cracked walls collide I repeat what I said before but with more confidence.

"I love you Dad."