One day, I was sitting in a cave next to a little fire, watching the rain pour down outside, when suddenly a boy came dashing in, who looked about the same age as me, maybe a little older. He was drenched with cold rain; sporting a purple striped shirt, a trench coat, black pants, white boots, and a tiara. Yes a tiara. He had blonde hair that covered his eyes, and he was covered in scratches. He looked like he was limping. I stared in shock at his sudden arrival.
"That...was...close..." He said, panting heavily, his knees shaking. It seemed that he didn't notice me, and I just sat there observing him from the shadows, obviously terrified of this newcomer. Then he fell to the ground, and after a few moments I realized that he had passed out from exhaustion.
What was that? Who is he? What happened to him? Why is he covered in blood and scratches? These were some questions swirling around in my mind as I watched him.
A few minutes later, I shakily approached him and sat next to him. I carefully put my hand on his chest. Good, his heart's beating. Slowly though. When I withdrew my hand I screamed when I saw it was covered in blood. I jumped back in surprised, wondering if he had woken up, but the boy was still unconscious. I went out into the rain and washed the blood of my hand, fascinated.
After some critical thinking, I decided I wanted to help the boy, even though I was terrified of him. I went to the back of the cave and looked at my supplies. There was a ragged old blue blanket, a loaf of bread, and a bowl. This was all I had. I grabbed the bowl and went to the edge of the cave, filling it with water. I went back to the boy and set the bowl beside him. Then i stared at him for a couple of seconds, then realizing he had a tiara on. a TIARA. I grabbed his arm and carefully slipped off his trench coat; after all it was dripping wet. Humming, I pulled it through the left arm, around the back, and- ouch what was that? Something sharp and pointy. That hurt. I pulled the 'pointy object' out and saw that it was a knife. THE HECK? What was this kid doing with a knife?
But I just set it to the side and proceeded to take off the jacket. I found eight more knives hidden in that black mess. Believe me, it scared me to death. After that, I took the bowl of water and cleaned his wounds. When I finished, I carried, okay dragged (he was too heavy after all) him until he was lying on top of my ragged blanket, sleeping soundly. I put his trench coat and creepy knives next to him along with his tiara.
And then I too passed out from exhaustion. After all, I was only six; and when you're only six, you don't usually have to drag other kids across rooms. When I woke up, the boy was still there, but he was sitting up and leaning against the wall, staring at me. Holding a knife. Yes a knife. Mumbling, I quickly sat up too, facing him.
"H-Hello there...um...did you just wake up?" I ask. I glance at the knife in his hand. He stayed silent for a moment then says "where am i? Who are you?" Commandingly. Rude much...
"Um, well, I was born in this forest...This is...where I...live..i found this cave awhile back..and..ah...well yesterday you sorta ran in here and passed out...so I cleaned your wounds and..um...yea..." I replied, stuttering. Why was i stuttering? He was just some kid. Well, some kid with blonde hair...and well, a knife.
"oh ok, thanks." He says, like's it's perfectly normal, adjusting his tiara. He continues. "I'm Belphegor, but you can call me Bel. I'm a prince."
A prince? Sure... "I..don't have a name...but anyways nice to meet you." I say then I nervously glance at the knife again. "Oh, whoops, ushishi" He says, laughing and puts the knife down, "sorry to scare you. I didn't mean to.. And what do you mean you have no name?" He continued. "it's okay... Anyways.. I have no name since i was born in this forest and left alone...ahahah.." I nervously chuckled. "You need a name!" He said. "But what?" I asked. "Hm.. i'll name you Regina! Regina means Queen in italian!" He grinned. I smiled. Regina, Queen, i liked it.
As i glanced at his knives, a little too bluntly, I burst out, "Why do you have knives anyway?"
I mentally slap myself, and wait, not expecting him to answer. But he does.
"Well, I'm a prince you see, and I want to become a master knife thrower. See?" and he picks up the knife and throws it at a bug on the cave's wall. I gasp as it hits it target perfectly and the bug splats, blood dripping down the wall.
Wow, that's pretty cool, I wish I could do that. Then maybe my dream of becoming a secret agent can come true.
And before I can stop myself, I'm saying it out loud, "Wow, that's pretty cool, I wish I could do that."
"Ushishishi well, I could teach you if you want, Regina."
That laugh...
"R-really?"
"Yep!"
"Cool!...um...Wait...why would you do that...you don't even know me that well..."
"What are you talking about? You took care of me when I was injured. You're my friend now!"
I smiled, "okay, thanks."
"Cool!" He gives me a grin and I return one, but mine quickly fades. My heart sinks in sudden realization. I have other issues to worry about...
I stop smiling, and i look down. He notices it too, and frowns. "Um bel... I have Heliophobia... And so yeah..i'm weak to sunlight...so i can't practice with you since you need to sleep at night.." I told him. "You're worried about that!? It's fine!! It's easier for me to sneak out of the castle at night anyways!" He grinned. "R-really!?" I asked. He nodded, "ushishi~ yeah!". "Thank you so much Bel!!!" I hugged him. He smiled and hugged back.
Author's note:
Hey, so that's the first chapter.. Hope you liked it :D heliophobia is fear of the sunlight by the way, like... A vampire!! Haha :D
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