Escape

Chapter 4

Have you ever wondered what it felt like to be so lonely, so abandoned, so lost? The feeling of losing someone who meant a lot to you. The fear of not knowing where to go. Somewhere, someone on this island knew exactly how it felt.

Night was falling on the Island of Adore. The stars were shining bright in the dark sky and a hot summer breeze stroke his face. Far behind, mountains were standing tall in their appearance. When the sun was shining bright, they looked like some kind of red rocks. It was beautiful in day time. Leaves of the smaller trees were blown away by the wind. Even the nights were hot.

There was so much history buried on this island. So much, you could write a whole book about it. But the Demigod knew it was to be repeated all over again. And this time, he himself and the prince of Eroda shouldn't let it come so far. They should not again, risk their lives, the lives of thousands of innocent people, by becoming one again.

The Demigod jumped over some loose rocks. In front of him lay a meadow so beautiful, he could watch the quiet water, the slowly moving trees and the animals all day and night. And that was exactly what he was going to do. The water had a pink shade, almost af it reflected the northern lights. He laid down a soft blanket and sat down, making himself comfortable. Hours passed by, until a scream came across the other side of the island. "HELP!", the scream echoed through the air. He didn't think much of it, but it made sense when he arrived on the place where the screaming came from. A young boy, beautiful brown hazel eyes and dark brown hair appeared in front of the Demigod. His clothes were soaking wet and torn up by the brutal waves of the ocean. It was that moment he knew his thoughts of history repeating itself was about to come true.

The boy was carried away, his eyes scanning the mountains below. He was too tired to care. Difficult questions entered his mind, but he didn't waste his energy by asking them. The Demigod brought him to his castle, expecting the boy to scream out his lungs but he didn't. The boy's body was becoming heavy, so he flew back to the second floor of his castle. When entering the huge palace, he turned back to his human form. He laid the boy in his king sized bed and left his castle, returning to his comfortable spot beside the meadow. The boy was already asleep.

On the other island, the prince of Eroda had made himself a hot cup of tea. He always did as he was stressed out. Arabella had screamed at him all night and demanded to make Harry his servant. She had been stressed aswell, knowing the innocent boy was here on purpose. That made her think he wasn't that innocent at all. Harry had passed the reef and he couldn't deny he knew about the island, according to Arabella. She only had to find out what it was.

Harry had woken up by noon. Sun rays shone bright through the huge window as Louis pulled them aside. "Wakey wakey!" He shouted loudly as Harry cursed underneath his breath. For a brief moment he was confused to the sight of the prince's bedroom. Louis saw the conusion and ripped away his blanket. "Hey!" Harry shouted, revealing his naked upper body. "Come on, you have tasks to do today", Louis said. "What? I have to do tasks? I'm not a child anymore, what did you expect?" Harry called out back. "Maybe you have some explaining to do along the way, Mister".

What did the prince expect? For Harry to casually tell what he was doing here? What his purpose was? Harry didn't even know himself what the hell he was doing here. The only thing he remembered was the sinking boat. And losing his best friend Liam in the enormous and violent ocean. Liam... Liam! Where the hell was he? Did he survive? Suddenly the concern about his best friend was huge. He had to find him, wherever he was. Tears entered the boy's eyes as the thought of Liam not surviving the crash slipped his mind.

Prince Louis saw the tears streaming down his cheeks as he stared at the white ceiling. "What's wrong?" He asked Harry, as he suddenly got up and walked out of the room. Harry's upperbody was still shirtless, but he didn't care. The only thing he was thinking right now was getting out of here and find Liam.