The Missing Prince

Chapter 46☑️

Boruto Pov:

I stalk my way through the castle shadows evading the guards, servants and any Nobles I might encounter.

I don't need anyone standing in my way. Slowly but surely my anger is burning stronger and roaring louder. It almost drowns out my hearing and logical thinking.

I don't want to kill anyone unnecessarily. It's taking everything I have not to storm through the castle and burn things to the ground or let out my beast. And let me tell you, he wants out and I agree with him.

So do it. Let me out.

Shut the fuck up and stay down in your fucking box.

Grrr, you can't kill them all by yourself. Let me join.

Go to fucking hell, beast. I don't need you.

Yes you do. Don't lie. You want to kill, so do I. Let's team up, broken child.

I envision a key, chain and locks before imagining wrapping and locking away my beast.

Slowly its running (irritating as fuck) commentary fades away from my mind and I start shaking violently. The withdrawal of my beast is oddly painful but it's necessary. I let him have his way once. Many many kids died.

Many promises were broken.

I shake my head to dislodge the painful memories. Hmm, I guess if I drink the vial contents the mermaid gave me I'll remember all the horrible things I did.

But I'll remember my mumma. And turn of events, sister. And maybe I'll have a good father?

Who the hell knows.

Well, the ex-master does. So does the leader. But it's not like I can just skip up to them with a basket of flowers as a piece offering and ask.

Maybe Ink will know. She always knows everything before everyone. But she better not fucking do her weird ass rituals to get the info. I don't want to deal with that shit again.

"Master-"

I growl before the servant can utter another letter. I fucking hate being called master Point. If I need to break his neck to get the point across I fucking will. I'm not in the mood.

Anxiously the door opener (lamest job in the world!) pushes it open and I stride in.

My eyes dart around Sarada, Shikidai and Mitsuki who al have matching worried looks. Probably about some stupid speech or charity the have to help because there's no way in hell they'd be worried about me, right?

I ignore them and spot Uncle Sasuke and Camo. I've always known how to tell Camo apart from the crowd. He always has a tell sign and I know how to pick up on it. To be honest, all is subject kids do. 

I roll my eyes. Drinking beer uncle Sasuke? Not smart. Especially since Camo is handing his drugged beverage to him.

"I wouldn't drink that if I were you. Alcohol kills brain cells."

He smirks and takes a sip. Okay, it's like that? Fuck you too man. I hope you have a splintering headache.

I continue to walk up to Camo before grabbing him and throwing him into a pillar.