The Stolen Thrown.

A Month Ago.

Long.. Long ago, there was a world. Split up, so that no wars would be established. Although this did not last long, there was peace beyond the kingdoms.

There are two characters, people who are the complete opposites that long is banned from all human, monster kind. Roan and Kamari. Now these people don't know who they are, and where they are currently. Rather, doesn't even know they exist. On what, Roan is the prince, and the alpha of the Hyde kingdom. And kamari is the princess of the stelth kingdom.

Roans childhood wasn't liek any other. He was treated differently because of his position, on who he was. And what he was. A 'beast' some would say, he had no friends expect for one. Jepson, they were best friends! Although Jepson was a poor peasant, and Roan being the prince. They still clicked, like they were ment to be brothers.

Jepson, being the son of one of the maids. Was treated like them. Although by the king, he was treated differently. But this isn't his story. So we will head in why, where and how. The world was created, why it was. And how it was.

The never ending life.

Roans POV.

Today was my birthday, and I was finally 16!i jumped out of my bed excitedly, my maids getting my clothes on what I ahve to wear that day. Today my parents were really busy, so I was gonna be alone practically the whole day.

But me and Jepson is gonna play, so I'm rlly excited! I had hand crafted 2 wooden swords for us, since we love playing knights and fighting. So we finally have a sword this time.

When I finished I grabbed the swords and happily skipped to Jepson who was waiting outside. When he spotted me, his red eyes lingering on me for a moment before it turned his normal color purple. Wierd right? I also said the same thing. But when ever I asked him, he always got angry or just ignored me and ran off.

His eyes went to my hands which was holding the 2 wooden swords as he approached me asking. "Whats that?" he spoke, his semi-deep voice rustling in my ears. "It's wooden swords! So we can play! Like a dual!" I said as I saw his purple eyes light up with excitement.

I handed him the 2 swords and we fought.

We played this weeks, after weeks. And it never got bored, but each day we played this, it's like something awakend inside me. Like.. hunger??.. no it could'nt be due cause we're both wolfs, so how would that work you know? A wolf eating a wolf. Pretty stupid if u tell me.

But this specific day we were sword fighting with the same exact sword, harmless. But its like everything went red and I jumped on him, scratching him with my claws, i only stopped when i heard a yell.. my dad.

I snapped back to reality when i felt my dad throwing me against the wall, as I winced in pain. When i finally opened my eyes, there he was. Caring to Jepson once again, this time it was diffrent. Like, my dad was holding back something, and it made me felt worse. So, as every other 15 year old boy would do, i got to my feet and ran off. Why was it always my best friend then me? Why never, me then my best friend. He was a peasent!!! 

But he was also my best friend, my only friend.

I  found my self sulking in my room my back against my door, i was just so angry.. not only with myself, but at my dad. He must know it was a mistake, right? After all it wasnt a big deal.

That was a month ago.