The Shadows of Royalty

Part ll

"Ssshhhh," he whispered to the lone boy, throwing him into an everlasting phantom.

The boy audibly whimpered looking at his catlike piercing vibrant green orbs. The moment he looked, he wasn't frightened anymore.

"You will become a man and you need to build a family of your own." The devil purred.

The boy curled up. "Aren't you Satan? You are the destruction of families and lives. Why do you tell me to go and bare a family when you will kill them at the end?"

His dark aura brightened. "Having an heir will bare you much power. I never said anything about loving, my dear boy." He paused thoughtfully before continuing. "And yes I will kill them of course if you don't a bay with what I am telling you. You are a mortal after all, and you will fall through any man's fatal weakness...love. I will spare them and grant them immortality if you are willing to bleed the sins I order you with."

The boy's frantic eyes widened, thinking of the possibilities.

"Why me?" He breathed, clutching his forgotten blanket.

"My dear boy, your generation will play a great role in the future along with the prophecy that becomes to be. Serve me and I will serve you in return."

A gleam glimmered thoughtfully in the boy's dark silver orbs. His eyes almost seemed grey for a second, but it was the lighting that did that illusion. He didn't even need to think twice about his decision. After all no one would except him...he was an abomination...a disgrace... Tainted.

"I will serve you, and so will you serve me." The manipulated boy echoed crossing his heat right before slowly slicing his delicate palm open. A red oozing liquid lapped from the wound, as the Devil repeated his actions. He bonded their palms, blood bound by blood, a sizzling transaction satisfying the promise they have just made.

"It is done," Satan murmured a grin lingering his pale lips before chanting unfamiliar Latin phrases into the boy's ear.

The boy numbly nodded before repeating. "Mind, body, and soul, bond to you forever, your grace. You tell me to conquer, I shall. To murder, I will. To do your sinful biddings, I shall. Even to love, I will try to cherish. My lord, I am in your service. Forever till released."

"Dominus," the boy whispered one last time before the swirling obsidian pool of darkness dispensed from his room for once. (Latin for Master)

He signed in relief. After all, his soul being kissed by the devil was not a brutal thing. It was sinful, indeed. But at last, he had a savior.

His savior...

Part ll of The Shadows of Royalty