Alexandra the Gladiator

Chapter 5 - Friendly

Unarius Clan

The skies were cloaked with gray clouds and the village was still in ashes after it was destroyed twelve years ago by the Prince of Unarius and his undead army. The villagers were either presumed dead, taken as slaves, or prisoners.

Prince Vagar was always considered the 'least favorite child' to his mother and father; The Queen and King of Unarius. They've always looked down at him compared to his sister, Princess Helena. The Queen and King wanted her to be heir to the throne and wanted nothing to do with Vagar. To prove himself worthy, Prince Vagar practiced dark magic to persuade his parents that he was strong enough to be in control of Unarius when they passed away.

But still, they rejected him and saw him as a threat. Out of furiousness and heartbreak, Vagar took control of Unarius after he overthrew the Queen and King by killing them. Luckily, Princess Helena escaped before he could kill her, but Vagar is still hunting her down to this day.

After killing his parents, he kept practicing dark magic making him more powerful than ever which drove him to re-create Unarius as the deadliest clan by killing his villagers and making an undead army out of them with dark arts.

Any war called against him was foolish, for he was sure to win. He was a great threat to the other clans and to anyone brave enough to come his way. It was absolutely impossible trying to stop Prince Vagar. It was pointless.

Prince Vagar was sitting on his throne with a spell book in one hand and his head leaning on his other hand on the armrest.

Two skeleton soldiers walked through the two large doors holding a frightened woman by her arms.

Prince Vagar looked up from his spellbook with a cold smile and closed it shut as he watched the woman struggle.

"I was wondering when this day would get a little more interesting!" Prince Vagar exclaimed getting up from his throne and walking down the few steps letting his long silky red and black cloak lag behind.

"We found her hiding in the debris in the destroyed village. She says she's from the Potria clan." One of the skeleton soldiers reported with a jittery and raspy voice. The woman began to whimper softly while silently praying to herself. Prince Vagar kneeled down beside her and lifted her chin up gently with his hand causing her to shiver at the touch.

"Tell me, why are you crying?" He whispered softly. "It was your choice to come here in the first place, wasn't it?"

"My daughter wandered off here, and I know you have her!" She shouted beginning to bawl. A smile crept on Prince Vagar's face as he gave her a devilish look.

"I'm sorry love, I killed her long before you came here." He admitted coldly sticking out his bottom lip into a fake pouty face. The woman's eyes shot open in shock as she began to break down and sob harder than before.

"YOU MONSTER!" She screamed out through her tears.

"So I've been told. Now tell me, how does it feel knowing your child has died a painful death at the hands of a monster?" Vagar asked circling the woman slowly. "It hurts right? Like your heart has shattered into a thousand pieces? That's what heartbreak does to people, dear. It ruins their state of mind." Vagar hissed kneeling down on her level once again.