Lucien Zańe; power of the throne.

BIRTHDAY SURPRISE.

Six months later. Lucien has been on his worst behavior. Three months have gone by and Lucien has not seen Candy or his unborn baby in a long ass time. The father did recklessly decide to let Lucien become King, to perhaps better himself.

Lucien was fixing his suit then Brix walked in with a gift. Lucien was dressed, standing outside on the balcony staring at the beautiful bright morning sky. "Sir." Lucien smiled and turned to look at Brixton. He held a small black box and handed it to the prince. "Happy birthday." He said to him and Lucien opened the box to see a beautiful black diamond ring. He put it on and then hugged Brixton. "Happy twenty-fifth birthday, Prince Lucien." He pulled away from the hug and smiled once again. "Thank you. I don't want anything big today, Brixton. I just want to be alone today." Brix nodded and then Lucien walked past him and made his way downstairs. "Lucien!" The father smiled and tried hugging Lucien, but Lucien shoved him off his body. "Get your hands off of me." The father frowned at Lucien, "You ready to become King?" The Queen smiled at Lucien and he rolled his eyes at her. "I'm obviously ready." He replied and his parents chuckled. "Lovely." The father had a smirk on his face. Lucien turned away from him and walked out the front door and into his black ferrari. His phone rang and he answered it once he sat down inside his car. "Lindsy." He spoke and cleared his throat. She sounded excited that he answered. "Prince Lucien! I haven't heard from you in months." Lucien started the car and then replied. "Candy looks like a bubble!" Lucien looked at the tattoos on his veiny arms and then snickered. "I wouldn't know, haven't seen her in like five months." Lindsy gasped, "Why?" Lucien shrugged, "Because she doesnt want me to kill her." He answered and then Lindsy gasped again. "Do you really want to kill her? The mother of your baby?" Lucien chuckled, "It doesn't matter who she is, I don't like liars." He states and then turns his body halfway around to look out the window in the back seat of the car. He quickly pulled a pistol out the glove box and cocked the trigger back, getting it ready to shoot. "Hold on." He replied and quickly got out of his car and held his gun up at the family enemies. "Gentlemen." He said holding the gun towards them. "We've got some business with you, Lucien Zańe." Said one of the guys. "So, address it." He smirked and then a big guy from behind grabbed Lucien and began choking him out. Suffocating the prince, and making him pass out.

Lucien woke up with chains around his arms and legs. He was shirtless and was beaten up pretty badly. "Wakey, Wakey prince boy." Lucien eyed the men, his vision was a little blurry. He looked down at his body. Blood was smeared all over his tattooed torso. "You gentlemen like the view?" He licked his dry lips and chuckled. One of the guys punches Lucien in the face and he spits the blood out of his mouth. "Come on, mate. Be a tough guy. Do your worst." Lucien dared the quantity of men. "How's Candy?" Asked one of the men. "Pregnant." He looked up at the man as he dangled in the chains. "Aw, well. Feel bad for her. She'll have a fatherless baby." He made a pouty face and Lucien chuckled. "Just like you, Clark. Your daddy died, didn't he." He chuckled and Clark made a serious face at the prince. "That's not funny." Lucien shook his head, "No? What is funny, is that you goddamn loch ness monster bitches have me locked up in this smelly ass warehouse, thinking your torture techniques will work on a fucking psycho." He spoke about himself and Clark shrugged, "How about that Blissa chick? Hmm?" He grabs Lucien's face, "She is hot." He grins as Lucien makes a serious expression. "Worried about a dead bitch?" The man shook his head no. "You guys have a lot to say. Especially when I'm chained up. You want to know what I think?" Clark and a few others nodded at Lucien's question. "You're all worthless pieces of shit. Once I'm outta here, none of you will live to see me succeed in everything I ever wanted." With that Clark laughed and signaled his men to begin beating Lucien up, badly. After Lucien was knocked out again, he woke up and his vision was blurred out..until it wasn't. His eyes look down at the pile of blood beneath his pale body. "Jesus." He sighed and then noticed the ring Brix got him on the floor, untouched. "Stupid fucking pricks." He whispered and then looked up at the chain, which was all rusty. He chuckled and then wrapped his hand around the chain and began to pull hard on it. He wanted out, and he will. He forced himself to use all his strength to break the rusty metal chains. Lucien stopped pulling for a second and a man walked in. Lucien eyed him as the man smiled. "Still here?" Lucien made a pouty face at the man as he walked over to Lucien. "Actually, no. Not exactly." With that, Lucien yanked on the chain so hard it broke and then he swung it around the man's neck and began strangling him with it. He gasped for air, and scratched at the Prince, fighting for his life. Once it was silent Lucien pulled the chains off his body entirely. "Bitch." He grabbed the guy's gun and checked to see if it had any ammunition, it didn't. He heard more people coming, he grabbed the gun anyway and as one man walked into the room Lucien hit him in the head with the gun, making him fall to the floor from the dizziness. Lucien kicked him in the face, breaking his nose which made Lucien laugh. Clark slowly walked into the room and Lucien smiled at him. "Drake? Frank?" He looked at these two injured and dead men. "You brought this upon yourself." Clark slowly walked towards Lucien. "You will pay for that." He states, Lucien tackled Clark and they began punching him. They fight for a few minutes and then he grabs Clarks gun and shoots it at him, in his shoulder. "Fuck!" Shouted Clark as he cried out in pain. Lucien got off him and walked out the room. A guy grabs Lucien's neck and he places his hand on the back of his head and slams his face into the wall behind him, making his face get smashed in. Lucien made a gagging noise, disgusted with his own actions. He walked down the hall and then turned around hearing Clark call out to him. "Prince! Enough!" He screamed which made Lucien laugh. "See, Clark? It's not that easy being me. Now look at what you did. You did this all by yourself, mate." Lucien dug in his pocket and pulled out a lighter. "What are you doing?" Clark asked him and Lucien shrugged. "Making sure none of you bastards can see again." His enemy lifted his eyebrow up confused and then Lucien tossed the open lighter on one of his men's bodies. The guy with his face smashed in began to scream in pain, which made Clark scream. "No!" Lucien smiled at him. Lucien took a deep breath, listening to the screams. "Alright, bye." He waved at Clark and then opened the door to leave. Clark cried out for help, but nobody answered. Everybody else was somewhat dead or already dead, awe. Lucien made it back to the castle, blood was painted on his body. His pale skin shines in the afternoon sky. He walks into the palace and Brix greets Lucien with a bright smile and a cake that he prepared for him. Lucien instantly smiled, "You're a pain in my arse." They joked and then Brix eyed the bloody scene before him. "What happened, sir?" He hands Lucien a piece of the cake and Lucien moves away from the front door. "I was kidnapped." He spoke in a soft and calm tone. The father walked down the stairs and squealed seeing his son. "Oh! You're home! I see you escaped, just as I thought my son." He gave his father a dirty look. "I set it up to see if you can depend on yourself to rule the kingdom." Lucien grabbed the giant cake out Brix's hand and slammed it into his fathers face. He gasped loudly and then Lucien pushed him onto the ground. "That's for putting me in a fight, knowing if that was you. You would've never made it out alive." He stepped over his father's body and walked up to his room, sighing. What a birthday, hm. Soon enough Lucien will be crowned King and a father. Lucien took a bite of the cake and he nodded. "Brix this is delicious!" Lucien smiled and then sat down in his chair to finish up the delicious cake. The next morning, Lucien was awake and working. "Oh my god! What are you still doing here?" He screamed at the maid who was bothering Lucien in his study. "Bitch, get out!" He screamed and she immediately ran out the room. Lucien grabs his glass of ice cold water and drinks it. He heard people talking in the hallway. "Lucien won't be a good King, Alexandra." the father told the mother and Brix stood beside them with his hands comfortably in front of his chest. "I happen to think the prince will be a tremendous King, your Majesty's." The father looked at Brix, "How do you know? You're just a butler." He rudely spoke and Brix smiled. "Maybe so, but that doesn't stop me from believing in Lucien." Alexandra shook her head at the butler and her husband. "He's ill. A psycho killer even. We shouldn't have evil rule the kingdom. He has a child on the way and coronation too. Lucien needs to change his evil ways before them or I wont rule beside him." Lucien laughed in his office. "He is capable of ruling this kingdom. He may have a evil side or a murderous side but Lucien will do nothing more than keeping his people happy and taking care of his baby." Lucien got up and stood by the door, to hear better. "No. He is a twenty five year old boy. He acts like a child when he doesn't get his way. He needs to grow up and face the real world." Brix shook his head, disagreeing with him. "With respect, sir, I disagree. Lucien is not a child nor acts like one. As you can see Lucien ruled the kingdom for a week and made the courtiers respect him. He fights his battles, he will fight for this kingdom." Lucien walks over to the three and interrupts their conversation. "How sentimental. Even the butler believes in me more than my own blood." The King smiled at his son, "You're not capable of ruling." Lucien laughed, "You're one to talk. I have made myself perfectly clear that I'm more than capable of not just ruling this kingdom." He replied and then spoke again. "You're not capable of being a father." He rudely spoke to his father which made him scoff. The father steps closer to Lucien. "I made you into the boy that you are so proud of today." Lucien chuckled and stepped closer to him as well. "No. I made myself into the man that I am today." The father shook his head, "I don't understand, why do you think I'm such a bad Father." Lucien looked at Brix and then at his mother. "You've beaten me, you've sided with my enemies, you just tried getting me killed. Shall I continue?" He asked him and the father shook his head. "You're really that crazy, huh. I did all of that so you can become stronger. To teach you a lesson, we Zańe men fight for our family." Lucien laughed in his fathers face, "You fight for yourself." Lucien stared at his father but he remained silent. "Now, I may not know much about family but I do know that you don't beat your child until you finally realize years later that you've always been scared of him. You're afraid of me, aren't you Andrew?" Lucien provoked him and then took a step closer. His father balled his hand into a fist and punched Lucien in the face. Lucien took a step back and licked his lips. He then grabs his father by his Blazer and slams him into the wall. Lucien began punching him over and over. The father fought back this time. He and Lucien fought on the ground, now. They were punching and kicking each other. The father leans close to Lucien and spit in his face, disrespecting him. Lucien grabbed his fathers face and slammed his head against the wall beside them. "Haha, I feel sorry for you." He taunts him again and the Queen screamed for the guards to help. The guards run over and grab Lucien, holding him off his bleeding father who most likely has a concussion. Lucien spits on his father, disrespecting him back as the guards hold his arms so he wouldn't hurt him anymore. "Lucien!" Shouted Brixton as he followed the guards back into Lucien's study. The guards let go of Lucien's arms as Brix stood in front of him, "Sir, violence is not the answer." He states and the prince rolled his eyes. "He started it." Lucien replies and grabs his handkerchief from his suit pocket and wipes the blood off his mouth with it. "You need to be better than your father. Your coronation is coming up, show him and everyone else that you're better than him." Lucien grabs his phone from the desk and walks out the room. He walked over to his father and grins at him. "Poor, poor lad." Lucien's phone rang and he immediately rolled his eyes. "Why the hell are you calling me and how did you get my number?" He held the phone to his ear as the person on the other line spoke. "I stole it out of Candy's phone..I just..she's huge." Lucien looked down at his father who was laying on the ground still. "This better be good, Louis." He said and Louis made a weird sound over the phone. "I just wanted you to know that Candy and I are happy together. I love her." He said to the prince which made him sigh. "Do me a favor, okay? Think about this. When did I say that I gave a fuck?" Lucien smirked at his own rude remark. "Sir, she's six, almost seven months pregnant, and I was there most of the pregnancy." He told the prince and Lucien made a confused face. "What are you implying, Mr. Williams?" Lucien asked him and licked his lips as he listened to him. "Just think of the odds of that baby calling you daddy." Lucien laughed at this stupid American. "So, you called me just to try and threaten me about my own child? Go to hell." He hung up on Louis and then stood in front of his father. He pulled him up by his shirt and dusted it off as he spoke to him. "You'll realize one day that you are afraid of your own son and clearly..weaker." He pats his father on the back and then walks out the castle and into the limo. "Philip, please take me to the library." The driver nodded and drove the prince to his destination.
Once he reached the library, he walked inside the cold store and down towards the realistic fiction section. He sees a small girl sitting on the floor reading a book about Anne Frank. He walked on the other side of her and looked down at her as he crossed his arms. "What is it about Anne Frank that satisfies such a young and pure mind?" He questioned her. The little girl kept reading as she replied back to the man beside her. "Being such an independent girl, even during hard times." Lucien nodded, "That's a big word." He teased the child and she glared up at him. "Mummy says I'm not supposed to talk to strangers." He grinned and then kneeled down beside her. "We are not strangers, love. You know me and I know you." He states and she nodded. "My daddy beats my mummy." Lucien's eyes widened. This is not what he expected to hear so soon in a conversation. "What? Why don't you fight him?" He asked, concerned. "I'm scared of him." Lucien chuckled and took a second to think about what to say. "Don't ever be scared. Nobody should be able to put fear in your tiny heart. It's not possible for you to be scared of a man, especially a coward." She shook her head at him, "But I am. He's so mean and scary." He sighed, listening to this poor girl. "Take it from someone who was beaten for most of his childhood. My father thought I killed my brother, okay? That is why he beat me. That is the reason I always thought he did that. He did it because he knew what I would be. He knew that I wouldn't be such a coward like he is and such a pathetic asshole that he has to take his anger out on his son." The girl placed the book down and turned to the prince. "You remind me of someone." She stated and Lucien lifted his eyebrow. "Who?" He asked her and she shrugged. "Like that fancy, evil prince my mummy likes so much. She loves him." Lucien laughed and rolled his eyes playfully. "Tell her.." The girl talked over the prince, "I want to be like Anne Frank." Lucien made a confused face at her, "How can you be like the dead?" The child shrugged, "She was just so smart and inde..independent." Lucien smiled, "You must be too, if you're like three reading a novel." The girl scoffed, "I'm seven." Lucien takes the book off the shelf, "And I'm twenty-five." Lucien stood up as her parents walked into the aisle. The mother looked terrified. "Oh my God! Prince Lucien!" The father shouts and Lucien gives him a disgusted look. The little girl gasped, "You are him!" She giggled and Lucien smiled. "Ah, you got me." The father eyed the two and then held his hand out for his daughter to grab. He stared at the mothers uncomfortable body language. "Why were you talking to my child?" He asked Lucien and Lucien took a step towards the mother, "Anne Frank." He replied and stared into the woman's eyes and her cheeks turned red. "What are you doing to my wife?" He asked the Prince and Lucien chuckled. "Why don't you shut the hell up? Yeah. I was told you put your hands on this beautiful woman and I do not like that." He said looking at the father. "That's none of your business." He states and Lucien smiles. "But it is." He said to him and then the father grabs his daughters arm and pushes past the prince, making him get pushed onto the shelf. Lucien grabs the guy by the neck and shoves him off the two girls. He punched him in the face, hard. "How dare you disrespect me!" Lucien tossed him into the book cart and called the two guards that followed Lucien almost everywhere. They grab the man and Lucien turns to the girls. "If he ever lays a finger on another woman again, he wont have any more fingers." The woman hugged Lucien and he looked down at the little girl and made a funny face as she laughed. She pulled away from the hug and Lucien pulled her back in and kissed her. Lucien pulls away from the passionate kiss and nods at the daughter and follows the guards out the library, with a Anne Frank book.
A while later, he was sitting on his bed and reading the book, shirtless. He sipped the whiskey beside him and placed the cup down on the bedside table as he turned the page. Brix knocked on the door and Lucien told him to come in. "Good job today, sir. I'm proud of you." Lucien nodded as he read the pages. "Thank you. You know I hate when children tell me sad shit, so I took advantage of that." Brix smiled at the prince, "You're going to be a great father, and King." Lucien looked up from the book and smiled at Brix. "All because of you." Brix sat down on the bed and looked at Lucien. "Soft." He said to Lucien and they both laughed. "Soft? Brixton are you mad? I am not soft!" They joke to one another. "You have a prisoner in the dungeon." He reminded the prince and Lucien went back to reading. "He can wait till tomorrow." Lucien turned the page, "Well, I heard you kissed a mummy today.." Lucien smiled hearing Brix, "She needed it." He replied and Brix stood up. "One more thing. The police and the government are keeping their eyes on you. They follow you. So watch out and be ready." Lucien chuckled, hiding his eyes under the book. "I know that already, Brixton. I have access to everything that they have. I am the government. They are welcome to keep tabs on me, they are allowed too but I'm always two steps ahead of some trash ass government. I'll be waiting. I wish they would barge into my castle and try to lay a finger on me. Afterall, Lovely Brixton. I am Lucien Zańe. That name means war, so they can bring the battle and the guns, my war is ready." They nodded at each other and then Brix left the room.