What If Six Were The Bad Guys? [Discontinued]

Legacy

Jane smiled, wielding Henry's hand in hers. She looked up to her husband, Henry Tudor, eyes filled with tears of happiness.

She could hear the doctor yelling "I see the head!". She was giving birth to her newborn son. She would name him... Edward. She knew how Henry wanted to name is son after him, But she changed his mind in bed.

"keep pushing, Ma'am!" The doctor exclaimed.

Finally, The sound of a crying baby was heard. The doctor was there, holding her baby son in their arms.

jane smiled, and closed her eyes.

Sadly, She didn't wake up.

***PRESENT TIME***

Edward stood next to his dead mother's grave. It hurt him. It hurt him that his mother was dead. All because he was born.

It was just three years ago, When Edward's mother had died from childbirth. Instead of grieving, Henry had went out to celebrate, Because he didn't have the responsibility of a king anymore.

He hated  his father. He hated that he didn't care at all. When Jane died, he hooked up with Anna Of Cleves, his 4th wife.

Edward had laid a single Tudor rose on Jane's grave. Tears fell from his eyes, and onto the ground. He was only three, and he never had a mother.

Edward went home and curled up in his bed. His "Imaginary friends" came to talk with him.

"Eddy, Are you okay?" His friend, Lizzie said.

"No," Edward said, crying. "My momma is dead, And my father doesn't care about me."

Mary patted his back. "It's okay, Eddie. let it out."

Lizzie kicked the air. "That stupid man, He's so... so... Pig!"

Edward looked up. "Pig?" He said, wiping his eyes.

Lizzie stared at Edward for a moment before tossing her head back and laughing. Edward couldn't help but laugh too. The laugh suddenly turned into a cough.

"Eddie!" Lizzie said, Rushing to her step-brother(?)

Edward coughed and wiped his mouth. "I'm fine."

Edward walked to his room and bumped into his aunt, Mary, Queen Of Scots.

"Eddie, What are you doing, Running around in the castle?" Aunt Mary said. She wasn't very pleased.

"Looking for father," Edward said, looking up at his aunt.

Edward looked to Lizzie and Mary. Nobody could see them but him.

Aunt Mary picked up Edward and carried him out into the gardens.

"Eddie, You can play here. I need to have a serious conversation with your father." Aunt Mary said, putting Edward down onto the ground.

Aunt Mary left, And Edward summoned his two friendly companions.

"I thought Aunt Mary would be mad!" Lizzie said, shaking. "She always looks scary."

"Don't be such a baby, Lizzie!" Mary said, teasing her sort-of-sister.

"Shut up!" Lizzie said, blowing a raspberry at Mary.

Mary got angry and pushed Lizzie down. She also gave her a raspberry.

"Stop! Stop!" Edward yelled , breaking the two apart.

Edward noticed a Gardener eyeing him weirdly. "Let's go somewhere else," Lizzie said, getting up.

They quietly walked to a different spot, Behind the garden hedge. There they talked about, Whatever kids talk about.

Edward saw a carriage pull up near the Castle, and his father stomping his way towards him.

"What in Tudors name is this, Edward?!" Henry said, Fuming.

"Me and my friends were-" Edward said, Turning to his companions. Lizzie and Mary were gone.

Henry slapped Edward. Very hard. There was a bruise on his cheek.

"Stupid boy!" Henry said. His eyes were a raging flame. He grit his teeth and the atmosphere was tense. In Edward's eyes, Henry was a monster. A beast. A threat that he couldn't defeat, A threat he couldn't get rid of.

Henry beat his son again. "Why don't you grow up and be a man?!"

Edward was on the ground, Crying. His whole body hurt and the only thing he could feel was the pain from Henry's beating.

"f-father..." Edward said, crying.

"Shut the hell up!" Henry said. he called his son names, and bad, terrible, names. "You're the reason for your mother's death!"

That hit Edward like a truck. Him. Of course, It was him. His mother died, Because of him. He was the bad guy.

Henry grabbed his son's neck and dragged him across the pavement. Edward struggled to breathe and his knee was scraped and bleeding. Henry didn't care one bit. He threw his son on the pavement and spat on him.

"Walk to the castle, Like a man!" Henry said, and kicked Edward before heading back to the castle.

Edward was in pain. He could barely move. Finally, Lizzie and Mary were back, But they were standing and he wasn't.

He was lying on the ground, unable to see a thing. "Eddie?" He heard Mary say.

Edward struggled to stand. He fell back with his leg hurting terribly.

He called for his mother. But the. he realized, his mother was dead.

And so was he, Right?

He tried walking, With his leg not doing any help for him. He ended up toppling sideways a couple of times. He could feel all the bruises on his back and his arms.

He coughed. He coughed some more. It felt like his lungs were filling with poison. Like he was inhaling gas.

He coughed more. Blood had shown on the sidewalk. He could feel his guts mixing up inside him. He was dying. And nobody would be there to help.

He didn't make it to the castle. He had blacked out before his Aunt had noticed Edward wasn't in the castle.

They were lucky they could save him in time.

His name will be Edward... Our son.

They were lucky he didn't end up like his mother.

Your fault that she's dead now!

He didn't receive any love,

It's her fault. She just was... Unfortunate.

He didn't receive any attention,

Without my son your love will disappear...

And neither did he receive a mother who would love and care for him.

I'll see you in heaven soon, Edward. I love you.

***Author's Note***

I showed my sister this and she started crying
just wanted to say that lol
Should I continue this book? This whole chapter has like 1000 words already
I spent a lot of time on this, Please correct any spelling mistakes :D

-blixxrr