It was never you choice

Chapter 1 (enjoy!)

Dream's pov

I used to be a normal kid, well as normal as you could be.

Growing up as the only child of the royal family is not what you would consider "normal" but I got by just fine,

Hybrids are a disgrace to the royal family as they where thought to be impure and a mistake

I remembered that they used to be very loving before I turned into a hybrid...

Flash back 3rd person pov

When Dream was first brought into the world he didn't cry, that was odd in itself. But people ignored it

"Isn't he precious honey?" The queen said as she held Dream gently

"He is, I know that he would grow into something great one day"

Time skip

"Mother!" Dream was now 3 years old but he could run and talk already

"Hey sweetheart, how are you doi-"she cut her self off before she could finish her sentence

"What's wrong mom?"

"I-it's nothing why don't you go play while I go talk to your father?"

"Okay!" He said as he ran off

Time skip

"Honey" the king looked up at the queen

"Whats wrong?" He said as he walked over to his wife

"I think dream might be a hybrid......"

"Hon, this is not something you should joke about,"

"I'm not! Today when he came over His hair was white!"

"Are you sure you didn't just see wrong?"

"Yes I'm sure!"

"We can't have a hybrid as our son"

"Why don't we wait a few year to see if it's true or not?" The queen suggested

"I really hope it's not"

As the years past nothing really changed and the king and queen slowly became less worried until one day

"Your highness! I think there's something worng with prince dream!"

"What do you mean?!" The queen yelled

"He's in a lot of pain! Please! We don't know what to do!"

As the king and queen quickly went over to dreams room they could hear the screams of pain get louder with every step

As they pushed open the door their hearts dropped

"No.."

They both saw that the boy was covered in blood as horns and wings grew from his tiny body

That seemed to catch Dream's attention

"Mother!" He screamed as he reached out with tears rolling down his cheeks

She just turned away

"H-Help me, please!" As more servants rushed into the room to try and help dream they where stop by the king

"Don't help this freak. He don't deserve it" he ordered the servants coldly

Everyone just watched as Dream kept begging for his mother to help him,

"Mother please!" There was so much pain in his voice but they just ignored him

After a few painful minutes the screaming finally died down as Dream lost consciousness

"Clean him up and lock him in the castle's highest tower" the king ordered coldly not even sparing his son a second glance

Flash back over Dream's pov

After that day I was proclaimed missing, if only I was born a commoner, then I would at least be loved

I've been lock up here for 10 years now I am 15 as of today, everyday goes by the same I would wake up, take a shower, eat and some days I'll read and some days I'll train, it's kinda nice

Every week someone would bring a basket full of food and other things I have requested but they would always keep a distance away from me.

Not that I mind, the servants take turns bringing me food but it's always the same ones, and yet they still can't get used to me.

My wings and horns have gotten larger but I can't fly with them, the room was pretty average a bed in the on one side a small kitchen of the other a little bathroom separated bye a wall next to it a book shelf and a few swords against the wall, a small window big enough so I can stick my head out but small enough so I couldn't jump out,

I herd that my parents adopted an orphan when he was younger and told him that they where his biological parents, poor guy

But that's not my problem,

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