"huff, huff", Prince was running down the street. Instead of the police, which he wished was there chasing him instead, it was his brother, Mike. For some reason his brother had hated him for the longest time. Now you'd think that Mike would ignore Prince like the rest of his 9 other siblings did. But no, Mike, who was the oldest out of the pack spent his every waking and sleeping moment thinking about two things. How to take over his father's throne, and how to kill his brother. You see, Mike was the oldest so you'd think that he would him would be next inline for the throne, but there was one problem. He didn't inherit the eye. The one thing that, legends told it, show that they had a little bit of PC's(Pac Rat) demon. This made Mike super salty, like if he was a ramen, even I would reject him. He once threw Prince into traffic, two of PC's cronies had to die to save him. Too bad, they were about to retire too. Any way back to the story.
Prince ran threw the crowd with ease, his father "trained" him to run threw crowds when he needed to escape someone. At least his lessons worked cause now he can run threw traffic, would have been nice to know when Mike threw him in a busy street. "GET BACK HERE RUNT!", mike had yelled threw the crowd. As he ran, Prince run into a dark, alley way. As he back up into a wall, a door had opened behind him and he was grabbed by the shoulders. "What the he-" he was pulled inside and the door slammed shut right before Mike and his friends turned the corner."W-what, he's not here boss," Mike had made his friends call him boss."I know that, ugh fan out and find the runt." the boys went out searching all of Brooklyn for him, when he was in old library. He hid behind the old desk that looked like it had never be touched. Once he heard the voices fade away, there was a fast shadow that ran passed him."Who"s there?'
The shadow went toward the shelves as it saw Prince follow. It hid behind a shelf, looking through the old books searching for him."Boo," Prince grabbed their shoulder."AH!" the shadow fell onto the ground"So, by guessing by your voice, you're either a boy with a really girly voice or" he reached out for the person's hand. The shadow had pulled away from the him, got up and walked away as Prince followed."W-wait here," they said as they walked to a wall."What are you do-" the lights came on. He saw a girl, hiding behind a shelf. "Heh,"
"Holy shit,"she whispered, "Who is that guy, ugh, me and my mercy," she looked at the spot where the boy was standing. This was Harmony, she has a long, sad story, but he don't have time for that. She was a tortured by everyone, even her parents. When she was running away from hr "problems"I know you're hiding, come on out"
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The Prince's Throne
FantasyIn the streets of New York, there is one mobster that strikes fear into the hearts of anyone who even dares to speak of him, plus if you laugh at his name you'll be instantly dead, Pac Rat. This story isn't about him, it's about his son. They only...