The Cursed Princess Club fanfic: The Secret of The Plaid Family

Chapter 6

Ch.6

Absolute chaos erupted in the ballroom.

The second Frederick made a move towards his brother, a fear-charged pandemonium unleashed itself onto the entire crowd; Their once gleeful squeals turned into shrill shrieks that even caused the people outside to look up at the castle with a sense of unnerving. Back in the tumultuous dance hall, the sea of people began to pour out of the ballroom, desperately trying to get away from the thing in the room; The trampled cries of the clumsy rang out through the hall like a hellish church choir. A quarter of the crowd, mainly made up of Lance's combat class peers, came to the aid of the grey haired prince. They swarmed the space between the two brothers; Frederick felt himself being pulled away on a sea of hands that descended into a thunderous smashing of fists and boots. Frederick screamed over the chaos as the boys tried to pin him to the ground. "STOP! STOP! PLEASE! ITS ME! FREDERICK, STOP IT! I'M NOT A MONSTER! IT'S ME!" But his pleas fell on deaf ears as he curled up into a ball trying to protect himself from the vicious assault. Then he heard the main doors swing open and the thundering stamp of boots from the Plaid kingdom's royal guards; The metallic clang of their swords and spears tolled for command. The men yelled at the boys to remove themselves and they obeyed, leaving the battered skinless boy in the middle of a quickly developing circle of soldiers. The young boy rose from the floor as best he could, his bruised arms shakily holding him upright. He saw a pair of shining black boots approaching him. Frederick looked up and recognized him as his combative teacher, Captain Vince, who also led the royal guard. Hope blossomed in him as he smiled and said, "Captain Vince! It's me, Frederick! Please, tell them it's me. This is all-" In a flash the man kicked the boy square in the chest, knocking him on his back; A disgusted sneer plastered on his face. On the ground, Frederick coughed and choked as his combat teacher towered over him; His sword raised high and his face contorted in anger. "DON'T YOU DARE TRY TO DECEIVE ME, YOU WRETCHED BEAST!" Frederick shut his eyes tight, anticipating the blow when suddenly a booming voice called out. "WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!" They both recognized the voice of the king. Captain Vince bowed respectfully as Frederick tried desperately to keep his mind in the moment; Edges of blackness were already creeping from the corners of his eyes. Through his increasingly blurry vision, he sees the out of focus image of his father looking down at him and Captain Vince speaking to him but a high pitched whine in his ears muffled their speech. What's happening? Did they hit me that hard? Can you go deaf from

being hit too hard? Then Captain Vince goes up to him again; White flashes before his eyes before everything went dark.

When Frederick awoke, he hissed at a horrible ache pounding in his skull and a sharp pain in his wrists. Ugghhhh.... What did I do last night? My head hurts and I'm freezing my ass off. The last thing I remember was having that nightmare where I lost my- When he opened his eyes, he felt his heart skip a beat. He was in the palace dungeon; His hands were chained to the cold stone wall by one medium length thick iron chain that was connected to a metal loop that was bolted to the wall. When he looked down at himself, he saw his bright red exposed body quivering from the damp chill of the sordid prison; His bare feet curled up instinctively due to the icy stone floor. He stayed silent for a while as his brain processed the grim reality of the situation; It came to a solution after a few seconds. "HEY! HEY! THIS IS ALL A BIG MISTAKE! I'M NOT A MONSTER! PLEASE, LET ME OUT!" he cried as he stood and tried to yank the chain off of him. But he stopped after a wave of dizziness knocked him off his feet. He tried to fight it and stand up but his legs wobbled and gave way. Whoa...I don't feel so good. Why is everything spinning? What's happening? Then he heard his stomach growl loudly, accompanied by a sharp pang that made him groan. Oh, that's right. I haven't eaten since yesterday afternoon. I'm starving. Damn it, why didn't I eat at the party when I had the chance. Oh, of course I didn't, because I didn't know I was going to be thrown in a dark stinky dungeon. When his stomach growled again, he grimaced as he felt the acid burn his sides; He looked down to his midsection and saw that he could make out the faint outline of his stomach, and a few other organs, pulsing under a layer of muscle. Frederick gave a soft whimper of terror at the sight. Oh my God.....This can't be happening.... Mom was right, I'm a Boo-Hag.... But how? Boo hags are female. Can a boo hag be a man? Why is this happening now? What- He grimaced as another hunger pang made his stomach convulse. It really hurts.... I'm so hungry.... I need to find some food. But where? He looked around to see if anyone left him something. A piece of bread, anything. But the dungeon was bare, except for some cobwebs and some moss growing from the stones. Then his ears picked up the sound of scraping followed by a squeak. He looked over to his right and saw a large rat scurrying along the side of the walls. His stomach growled again as he turned away in disgust. No. No. No. I'm not that desperate. There is no way- The small mammal stopped and started sniffing around; Slowing making its way over to the hungry boy.