The Story of The Prince

Chapter 1: Cold, Dark And Lonely

'So cold... Why does it have to be so cold?' Kyl said to himself as he walked the dark streets of St. Cloud.
It was a pathetic sight. A 12 year old boy, all alone, wandering through the dark winter night.
No food, no company and nowhere to go. Kyl wandered through the dimly lit streets and shivered from the frigid temperature.

It's never a good idea to wander outside during a Minnesota winter, especially during this time of the day. It was quiet, as most people were sound asleep already.
Other than the sound of snow crunching under his shoes and a few distant cars it was dead silent.

Kyl arrived at the bus stop where the last bus of the night was due to depart. He waited there for about fifteen minutes before the bus finally arrived. He entered the bus and the bus driver sleepily said 'Where to?'. Kyl mumbled something inaudible as he tried to tell where he wanted to go.

He was never really one  to talk much, and the fact that he was still shivering from the cold didn't help much. 'T- the city p- please..' he muttered in a small voice. 'Minneapolis it is then..' the bus driver said. He didn't seem too bothered that a small kid was going to the city in the middle of the night all by himself. He was probably too tired to care.

Kyl paid for the trip with the money he had stashed in his coat and sat down in the bus, leaving St. Cloud behind him.