Purple Hearts

Chapter 1: Tired and Bored

Lances POV
To be frank, I'm bored. I've flirted with (and been rejected by) every girl within this galaxy. They all laugh at me now, call me the "Flirty Prince". I appreciate the name, but it also means no girl within the universe in their right mind would want to date me now. My friends are okay, and I love my twin sister and father dearly, but they have lives of their own and cant always be around to occupy me. Whatever. I don't need them anyways. I flopped on my large four poster bed, sighing.
The door slid open, causing me to fall off my bed in surprise. Cursing, I sat up, looking at the intruder expectantly. The guard just stood there.
"Well? Are you going to say anything?" I said, sarcasm dripping from my smooth, sugar and honey voice. The young guard trembled in surprise at my sarcastic tone. Of course he was. I can be scary when I'm being mean. But, the guard had been sent here with a task, and he had to complete it if he didn't want a whipping from Commander Iverson.
"Uh... Of course my prince. Your sister, Princess Allura, told me to tell you to get ready. There will be a ball tonight, and she wishes you to be there."
Ooooooh! I perked up instantly. I like balls, (Jeez that sounds dirty. But I mean, he does.He just doesn't realize it yet) and I like girls. Both of those things would be there tonight. Nothing was holding me back!
"Oh, to hell with it. Why not? Tell? 'Llury that I'll be there." I stood, long ears perking up. "Now shoo, I have to get on with my skin care routine. Gotta look nice for the ladies!" I laughed as the guard stumbled out of my bedroom.
Keith's POV
My lungs burned. My arms burned. My legs burned. My everything burned. But Father had not instructed me to stop, so I kept pushing through. I will impress my father. Whatever it takes. Even if it kills me. I would die willingly if Father would only be proud of me. But alas, he was only ever proud of Lotor, the closest thing to a legitimate child he had. Even when the others did something amazing, his father would only focus on Lotor. Lotor Lotor Lotor. When would it end? Ugh. I love my brother, but jeez he was spoilt.
"Keith. You may stop." My father's croaky voice echoed through my mind, giving me the only permission I needed. I relaxed, panting. The burning began to cease, but it stayed, a persistent nagging at the edge of my mind. I glanced at the vial of quintessence, but it was only half purple, and the blotches of violet colour were begging to fade. Damn. I could've sworn I would be able to do it today.
"I have a special task for you and your siblings." He croaked, shifting in his throne. "King Alfor of Altea is hosting a ball tonight. You, Shiro, Lotor and Mirror will attend. You will be nice, and no fighting will occur. Understand? You're there for diplomatic reasons only. You leave in thirty doboshes. (Still got no idea what that is, but Im guessing that it's minutes, so that's what it is here. Kay? Kay. Also Mirror is my own character, she's also half Galra. She's half lioness, a species that look like lion people. She has silver hair that fades to purple, and large black eyes. She has purple markings all over her face, and purple ears and tail. She's also blind, hence the name Mirror. Because her eyes are like mirrors, you can see in, but she can't see out. Clever huh? She's also Keiths half sister. )
"Yes Father." I bowed my head, retreating from the room. Once out of the room, tears began to flood my eyes, streaming down my face. I just wanted to impress him, and what do I get? Yet another failed experiment. I may be powerful for my age, but I'm still not able to control it. I let out a whimper, my pointed ears drooping. I sank down. I'd get ready later. Right now, Im going to have a good cry.
AUTHORS NOTES
Yello! I'm Cookie, your friendly neighborhood Emo. So, this was my first fanfic, tell me what you think if you're reading this. I don't expect much, but if you could let me know what you think that would be great! Sayounara! (Sorry bout that I'm trying to practise for my Japanese class)