Runaway
By: *STRAX*
Part One
PG-13
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me except Xavier. Too bad, ain't it?
Princess Serenity tries to get away from her problems and runs to Earth. Unfortunately, Prince Xavier takes her in as his slave. Will Endymion remain cold-hearted through-out her torment?
This is my first fanfic for SM. Don't blame me for my run-on sentences, I've been known for that. Just please leave a review so that I can be encouraged to write more. I'll have more out in a week or so. If I don't, send me a msg to remind me. I don't mind if you leave bad reviews but if you think this is a good start, tell me! I already have half the story planned, I just don't have the time to write it. Thanks!
The horses trotted slowly through the forest. Too fast, thought Endymion. What person in their right mind would want to go back to that dull palace, he wondered. He shifted his weight from his left arm to his right arm, getting yet another view of the quiet majesty of the forest. It was already late afternoon, nearing darkness and Prince Xavier and his brother, Prince Endymion, were returning from a day in town, meeting with the high lords. Boring was how Endymion had described the whole process of shaking and greeting. Now, he was even less entertained being shaken around in the bumpy carriage through the rocky path back to the dungeon he called home. At least he had the scenery. The looming trees shaded his eyes but allowed specks of orangey sunlight to shine through. Greenness surrounded Endymion and for once he was relatively at peace.
"Day-dreaming again, little brother?"
Endymion was shaken out of his reverie by the cold and mocking voice of his oh-so-uppity half brother. "No, dear brother. I'm simply taking a break from you and your voice." He replied with a snide tone. And he was. It was hard to escape his brother's loud and obnoxious voice anywhere on this Earth. His 'daydreams', or so his brother calls them, were one of his few places of solitude.
"Well, come back here. I need your wonderful and helpful advice on something." As usual.
"What?"
"Does this make me look fat?" Xavier displayed his new big-feathered hat for Endymion to see. Yet another hat to add to the collection.
"Yeah. You look terrible" Endymion was lying, of course. Xavier could never look terrible. His glittering blue eyes combined with sun kissed locks demanded genuine compliments. His sweetly angelic face with his muscular frame had caused many, MANY women to flock after him like geese.
"Thanks."
Having finally shut up his brother, Endymion looked out the carriage again. He knew that he himself didn't look bad either. Not a classic beauty like his brother but good-looking in his own special way. His eyes were blue as well, but darker, deeper than that of his brother's. His hair was completely different. Midnight black locks framed his angular face. Endymion wasn't as muscular as Xavier, who had the usual bulgy muscles, but lean and hard, strong and tall.
Having suddenly entered a clearing, Endymion squinted at the sudden sunlight. Blinking his eyes to clear them, he suddenly saw a flash of brown and gold. Apparently, so did Xavier's rather paranoid guards, because they suddenly yelled out "The Princes' are under attack!"
Xavier saw the flash as well and called in his most commanding and haughty tone "Capture that assassin immediately or you will all be without a head!"
The carriage came to a complete halt, throwing both Princes' forward. Endymion glanced at his brother and rolled his eyes. God, how many times has this happened? At least 6 deer have been taken down because they were thought to have been the 'assassins'.
They didn't have to wait long. Surprisingly, the capture was a success, for once. Dragged along was not a deer, but an actual person. Xavier smiled triumphantly at Endymion and ordered, "Identify yourself."
The small, struggling mass didn't respond but instead struggled even harder, even managing to knock one of the guards down. The guard wasn't amused and backhanded to 'assassin' and spat out "In the name of the Prince, cease thy struggles and answer the question or I shall have your tongue ripped out!"
The struggle seemed to stop but no answer was heard. "Answer me, you filthy peasant, or I shall show no mercy".
The guards shoved the 'assassin' closer for the Princes' inspection. Prince Endymion saw that brown streak he saw was actually the mud-covered garment this.person had on. And the gold was person's hair. Long and almost completely coated in mud, this person looked as if he worked in a swamp all his life.
"You will be given one more chance. Who are you?" Xavier asked, no, demanded.
The head tilted up and suddenly everyone was greeted with the sight of the most brilliant set of blue eyes. Huge and specked with silver, the eyes seemed to pour out the message of innocence and, to the Princes' surprise, femininity.
"I am NOT a peasant, as you have so eagerly assumed!" the words were spat out of the person, no, girl's mouth.
Smirking, Xavier replied, "I am not asking who you are not, I am asking who you are. Or what."
Sputtering, the girl said with venom "I am a free person! I am not an assassin and I demand to be freed NOW!"
Her cheeks get rather pink when she gets angry, thought Xavier. I'll rather enjoy having this one nearby when I get bored. Having made his decision on the spot he ordered, "Have this girl chained up and taken back to the palace. She is hereby my slave." He smiled devilishly at the last word.
"NO! YOU CAN'T DO THIS! I WON'T LET YOU!!" shrieked the girl. Kicking and screaming with all her might, all she got was a rather harsh punch on her temple delivered by a particularly ill-tempered guard. She was then hoisted over the shoulder of one of the guards and laid on a horse.
Feisty, thought Endymion admirably. Xavier reflected the same thought.only with naughtier intentions.
More to come. Please leave a review! And, yes, Amanda, I know you hate this.
By: *STRAX*
Part One
PG-13
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me except Xavier. Too bad, ain't it?
Princess Serenity tries to get away from her problems and runs to Earth. Unfortunately, Prince Xavier takes her in as his slave. Will Endymion remain cold-hearted through-out her torment?
This is my first fanfic for SM. Don't blame me for my run-on sentences, I've been known for that. Just please leave a review so that I can be encouraged to write more. I'll have more out in a week or so. If I don't, send me a msg to remind me. I don't mind if you leave bad reviews but if you think this is a good start, tell me! I already have half the story planned, I just don't have the time to write it. Thanks!
The horses trotted slowly through the forest. Too fast, thought Endymion. What person in their right mind would want to go back to that dull palace, he wondered. He shifted his weight from his left arm to his right arm, getting yet another view of the quiet majesty of the forest. It was already late afternoon, nearing darkness and Prince Xavier and his brother, Prince Endymion, were returning from a day in town, meeting with the high lords. Boring was how Endymion had described the whole process of shaking and greeting. Now, he was even less entertained being shaken around in the bumpy carriage through the rocky path back to the dungeon he called home. At least he had the scenery. The looming trees shaded his eyes but allowed specks of orangey sunlight to shine through. Greenness surrounded Endymion and for once he was relatively at peace.
"Day-dreaming again, little brother?"
Endymion was shaken out of his reverie by the cold and mocking voice of his oh-so-uppity half brother. "No, dear brother. I'm simply taking a break from you and your voice." He replied with a snide tone. And he was. It was hard to escape his brother's loud and obnoxious voice anywhere on this Earth. His 'daydreams', or so his brother calls them, were one of his few places of solitude.
"Well, come back here. I need your wonderful and helpful advice on something." As usual.
"What?"
"Does this make me look fat?" Xavier displayed his new big-feathered hat for Endymion to see. Yet another hat to add to the collection.
"Yeah. You look terrible" Endymion was lying, of course. Xavier could never look terrible. His glittering blue eyes combined with sun kissed locks demanded genuine compliments. His sweetly angelic face with his muscular frame had caused many, MANY women to flock after him like geese.
"Thanks."
Having finally shut up his brother, Endymion looked out the carriage again. He knew that he himself didn't look bad either. Not a classic beauty like his brother but good-looking in his own special way. His eyes were blue as well, but darker, deeper than that of his brother's. His hair was completely different. Midnight black locks framed his angular face. Endymion wasn't as muscular as Xavier, who had the usual bulgy muscles, but lean and hard, strong and tall.
Having suddenly entered a clearing, Endymion squinted at the sudden sunlight. Blinking his eyes to clear them, he suddenly saw a flash of brown and gold. Apparently, so did Xavier's rather paranoid guards, because they suddenly yelled out "The Princes' are under attack!"
Xavier saw the flash as well and called in his most commanding and haughty tone "Capture that assassin immediately or you will all be without a head!"
The carriage came to a complete halt, throwing both Princes' forward. Endymion glanced at his brother and rolled his eyes. God, how many times has this happened? At least 6 deer have been taken down because they were thought to have been the 'assassins'.
They didn't have to wait long. Surprisingly, the capture was a success, for once. Dragged along was not a deer, but an actual person. Xavier smiled triumphantly at Endymion and ordered, "Identify yourself."
The small, struggling mass didn't respond but instead struggled even harder, even managing to knock one of the guards down. The guard wasn't amused and backhanded to 'assassin' and spat out "In the name of the Prince, cease thy struggles and answer the question or I shall have your tongue ripped out!"
The struggle seemed to stop but no answer was heard. "Answer me, you filthy peasant, or I shall show no mercy".
The guards shoved the 'assassin' closer for the Princes' inspection. Prince Endymion saw that brown streak he saw was actually the mud-covered garment this.person had on. And the gold was person's hair. Long and almost completely coated in mud, this person looked as if he worked in a swamp all his life.
"You will be given one more chance. Who are you?" Xavier asked, no, demanded.
The head tilted up and suddenly everyone was greeted with the sight of the most brilliant set of blue eyes. Huge and specked with silver, the eyes seemed to pour out the message of innocence and, to the Princes' surprise, femininity.
"I am NOT a peasant, as you have so eagerly assumed!" the words were spat out of the person, no, girl's mouth.
Smirking, Xavier replied, "I am not asking who you are not, I am asking who you are. Or what."
Sputtering, the girl said with venom "I am a free person! I am not an assassin and I demand to be freed NOW!"
Her cheeks get rather pink when she gets angry, thought Xavier. I'll rather enjoy having this one nearby when I get bored. Having made his decision on the spot he ordered, "Have this girl chained up and taken back to the palace. She is hereby my slave." He smiled devilishly at the last word.
"NO! YOU CAN'T DO THIS! I WON'T LET YOU!!" shrieked the girl. Kicking and screaming with all her might, all she got was a rather harsh punch on her temple delivered by a particularly ill-tempered guard. She was then hoisted over the shoulder of one of the guards and laid on a horse.
Feisty, thought Endymion admirably. Xavier reflected the same thought.only with naughtier intentions.
More to come. Please leave a review! And, yes, Amanda, I know you hate this.