The Traitorous Prince

Ch.15 Nezha's Worst Day

Good news! Managed to get my laptop working,  yay! but it's in borrowed time so chapters coming out soon won't be happening because if my laptop stops working then idk how long it will take me to get a new one...

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As Nezha arrived at the Demon Bull Manor, he was welcomed warmly by a former old friend of his, Princess Iron Fan "Nezha. I'm surprised you are here." Iron fan greeted her with slight surprise in her voice. "Yes, I'm sorry for coming here like this, but I've had some time to come down and check on your child. As I hope you are aware. He fought alongside me during the attack against the brotherhood." Nezha said before explaining to Iron Fan why he was here, while also leaving out details that the lotus prince would keep to himself as he waited for Iron Fan to let him in, which she did after his explanation (even though she would've let him in regardless).

Nezha wouldn't deny that a part of him worried when he saw RedSon being trapped in the scroll, "RedSon should be in his lab." Iron Fan said before leaving in a whirlwind.

Nezha only nodded before he went down into the Demon Bull Manor's basement. Where RedSon conducts his latest invention ideas and experiments. It is also where the Bull Clones are created.

Nezha descended the stairs, he could hear the sound of metal clanking and working heavy machinery. Walking down some more before seeing RedSon vibrant hair and coat. Nezha cleared his throat to make RedSon know he was there after a moment. "You're always one to work after everything that has happened to you, huh?" Nezha asked before he walked closer to the Demon Bull Prince. RedSon took the metal mask protecting his face off and let rest on his head. "Nezha. I'm happy to see you are alright." RedSon said with gratitude. Nezha only chuckled. He was used to letting his guard down with RedSon, in a similar way he let his guard down with YellowTusk. "I get my way out of anything no matter how injured I am. I do apologize for not visiting earlier but the damage that the brotherhood had done to me caused me to need to rest for a little while. And needing to sort out the Celestial realm after.... Everything." Nezha said with an apologetic look he wasn't lying, but he also wasn't telling the entire truth either.

As Nezha and RedSon stood there in awkward silence neither of them knew what to say "So..." Nezha started breaking the silence "I need your help RedSon." Nezha said as he walked closer to the Demon Bull Prince. "Help? Help with what?" ResSon asked as he crossed his arms over his chest as he looked at Nezha, an eyebrow raised in curiosity.

"As I'm guessing you are aware, the celestial realm is still in a bit of trouble due to their not being a Jade Emperor." Nezha started before tilting his head to the side to grumble "...and the mess..." in a muffled voice that he said through his teeth, that RedSon barely picked up.

"So, what you're asking is something to help clean up?" RedSon asked, his response surprised the Lotus Prince. "What? No! No... Well, yes." Nezha said acting frantic and out of character that RedSon notices, "I need you to come to the celestial realm to help, micromanage things, and maybe a someone of your bloodline could help restore the views of demons in the eyes of the heavens?" Nezha said more as a question than a statement, making RedSon confused at Nezha's word play.

"No." RedSon replied, Nezha was stunned for a moment "Uh... What do you mean 'no'?" Nezha asked, fumbling over his words as he glanced around the room nervously. "I mean no." RedSon responded with as he raised an eyebrow, taking note of Nezha odd behavior, "Are you sure? It could help remind the celestial realm that not every demon out there is ill intent." Nezha said, trying to convince RedSon – and failing as the Demon Bull Prince went back to work – Nezha frantically thought on how he could convince him, but he could see that the boy wasn't interested. "I see, well the offer will always be there. Give your father my regards." Nezha said before returning to the mess that now is celestial realm. He was in the ruins of his temple.

"It's fine. A dagger in it but fine... How will I be able to..." Nezha muttered as his words transferred into his thoughts. However, the prince soon grunted in frustration, "The fact that I still have the Scroll of Memory in my possession is a crime." Nezha then whispered, <i>"If I'm found with it then....</i> Nezha's thoughts was soon interrupted by a darker thought.

"No... I can't worse case he hates me for it." Nezha then muttered as he pulled the scroll out of under the ruble where he his it. "But... He might be killed by Erlang anyway; the scroll could only solidify that jurisdiction..." Nezha then muttered as he stared at the scroll. Contemplating if he should frame the one demon he saw as a friend while having the trust of Azure Lion.

"No! No... I can't." Nezha concluded as he hid the scroll again. "Yellowtusk is a friend... I can't discard him like I did with Azure." Nezha then said, trying to justify his decision. "What stronger members of the armies are already looking for Peng either way. When they find and kill them, Yellowtusk will be all that remain." Nezha said as they turned around and left the ruins of the Lotus Temple. Afterall, he had to see his father round about now.

"Father." Nezha announced his presance when he walked into the Jade Palace, as his father, Li Jing looked at him with a stern look. Nezha only looked back at Li Jing with his stoic own expression "The ten kings as well as the rest of the court and I have come to the conclusion I should be the temporary Jade Emperor." Li Jing started, already Nezha was mad.

<i>"The rest of the court? I am part of the court! Why wasn't he informed of this?"</i> Those were the main thoughts going through Nezha's head

"We have also decided that due to your recent failures in protecting the map of the Samadhi Fire and keeping the Jade Emperor safe, that we cannot let you protect his power" Li Jing then informed, his stern expression never changing.

"Why wasn't I told about this meeting?" Nezha asked his eyebrows furrowing showing his subtle anger "We didn't want to put more strain on your body as it was healing." Li Jing said, a subtle softness was there in his voice as he spoke to Nezha. "I see." Nezha replied trying his best to hide his own frustration. After Nezha was excused. A lot of things went through his head, but he had to calm down before doing anything irrational. He didn't care if his father was the temporary Jade Emperor. He was mad at the demotion and that he wasn't told of it.

Nezha was frustrated, he should've known that the Jade Emperor couldn't be replaced. He only needed to make the heavenly empire bow down to him instead but now that was impossible with his father in charge. "You are excused, Nezha. But have mind of the future trail of, Sun Wukong The Monkey King, The Six-Eared Macaque, and Mk The Monkie Kid." Li Jing informed. Yet another thing Nezha wasn't told until after.

But why would they be put on trial? Not that Nezha could ask now that he had been dismissed. Nezha only took what was left of his calm demeanor and left the Jade Palace. Dragging himself to his own celestial residence. His mind filled with rage. This day could not have gone worse for Nezha, but he had to compose himself. Keep face while he traveled. Of course, his expression showed he wasn't in the best of moods. He hadn't been that annoyed since any time he interacted with Peng.

When he got to his residence, he threw a hissy fit that a child that didn't get the toy they wanted would have. He wasn't in the public eye anymore, who could blame him if he broke a few pillars he could easily fix, threw anything and everything that was near or irritated him. "To be humiliated like that... In front of the CELESTIAL COURT!" Nezha yelled as he broke another pillar, crumbling one of his towers in the process, taking long deep breaths before he sighed, small flames came from his mouth.

"No matter... I still have the scroll. No one will know about that." Nezha muttered out loud, as he left the remains of that tower to the ruins he created of it. "Father.... I swear, I will be rid of you, before I rid of Wukong if I must." Nezha said as he roamed the halls. Patiently awaited the night of the trail.