Aicats: Basically, in my school, there is something called Free Writing where you write stories based on the questions given. One of the questions was : " Write a story which ends with the sentence,'I turned and never looked back.' " And that's what this story is inspired from. Have fun reading! "ψ(｀∇')ψ
Oh and, thank you @Sadia276 for commenting and liking Piece by Piece!! Although this story is not about family or flowers and rainbows, I hope you will like it though!! Ｏ(≧∇≦)Ｏ
What? You want to know my name, lowly peasant? Well, I guess I shall be nice. My name is Belphelgor and I am a prince. Of course, the royal me has a royal family, and it also means that I have the most annoying pest of all, Rasiel, as my twin brother. As a matter of fact, I use the terms 'twin brother' very loosely. We are hardly the loving siblings which was expected of us. The only thing that Rasiel and I do is try and kill each other, with knives, with any possible means available... And I finally succeeded.
A knife, glinting ominously under the wavering rays of the sun hiding behind the dark storm clouds, stabbed deep into the older blonde's gut, blood pooling on the ground, staining his white shirt and my hands, still gripping the knife handle firmly. Rasiel squirmed under my hold, his eyes turning desperate by the second for once but I clung to him like a limpet on a rock. Grunting, his eyes finally rolled back as he heaved his last breath. I smirked, before it turned into full-blown laughter. I had succeeded! I had killed the vile insect! Also, the rich crimson blood, the desperation and fear in the victim's eyes, the thrill of the kill and the sweet success... It was all so exhilarating! My grin widened like a Cheshire cat, unruly long bangs hiding the excitement and anticipation in my eyes.
The dried bloodstains on my shirt and hands was illuminated by the swirling flames devouring the castle before me. The burning corpse lying on the courtyard and hanging on the window sills was satisfying beautiful, all cut-up and gory. My crown sat awry on my blonde hair as I cackled at the beauty of the destruction. Looking one last time at my old home, crumbling in ruins, my grin sharpened predatorily. It was time to search for my next prey. I turned and never looked back.
~THE END ~
