Hello My Name is Roxas, er my nickname is Roxas.

The story based off of this was from another writer named kurosora1984 and the story was called Through the Shadow's. This is BASED not a whole I stole her thing so flame me. See when I read a story my mind likes to wonder. By that I mean right before someone is about to do something to someone else, my mind gets very detailed of either how someone died or a whole 360 degree turn.

While reading Through the Shadows, I found out a lot of great information I haven't thought of. Yet like I said, I'm not stealing her story this is just my thought process while reading the story. Thank you, Enjoy.

Rating: M

Warnings: Rape, Sex, Drugs, Alcohol and graphic images.

What type of demon?

Mixture between:

Alp, Pyromaniac, Incubus and a nightmare.

Chapter 1: The year of 1680

The King of Joulstone was a very proud creature. He loved everyone and he especially loved his wife Queen Larxene. He was a very honest and loyal subject to talk to and he rarely gets mad. One day while he was helping put up decorations for a huge ballroom party, to which the whole kingdom was a loud to come to the party. He was already very tired and he didn't like the fact that his wife was nowhere to be seen even after she promised she would return no longer than twenty minutes. What was also weird was that his son, The Prince, was nowhere to be seen. The king's looked in the playroom for his son, the learning chamber and the nursery. The king sighed out of frustration and tried working on his work. Lately the Queen has been gone and sometimes his own seven year old son. He wonders where they are always at sometimes. Moments later a small bang from the ballroom doors slammed into the walls. He turned around to see the two people he was missing. Till he saw what his son looked like. The Prince was in his everyday outfit, long velvet looking dress with a puffy neck brace and shoulder pads. He had tightened stockings underneath his shirt and his shoes. The king glanced up towards his son's face; he had glossy eyes, tear streaks falling from his chubby face. His wide green eyes looked sad and distrustful. The little boy ran towards his father wrapping his arms around his father. The king looked down worryingly and slightly confused.

"Son? What are you doing?" He asked. The prince didn't answer his father. He was too busy looking at his mother with distrust and hatred that, it never crossed his mind to tell his father what has been happening lately with the he so much as calls his mother. The Queen laughed at her son's weakness and walked off. The king glanced up at his 'wife'. 'She's been acting weird lately' the king thought.

That night the king made sure to securely bring his son to bed and tucked him into bed. The king was more tired and sorer than he ever has since the night of the first time he burned down a nearby village with casters and witchcraft. He staggered to his room, about to hit the floor. Finally after what felt like miles to the King, he made it to his room. He opened the big white doors entering his room. He glanced at his wife in front of the tea making tray. He was confused as to why she is up this late in the first time yet he didn't care. He was to god damn tired for that.

"It's been a very long day, my king, would you like a drink?" she asked. The king looked at his wife and then to the cup of tea. He tried to remember the last time he actually drinked something. He couldn't remember sadly. He took the offering cup and smiled as best he could.

"Thank you" the king smiled. He took a big gulp of the drink and when he was finished, he started to cough vigorously. He leaned forward placing his hands on his chest trying to figure out as to why he was coughing after drinking to his tea. He looked up at his laughing wife.

"YOU! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" He tried to scream but couldn't after continuously cough.

"You fool I have put a poison into your cup you but only have only seconds to live" she smiled evilly. Moments later the king fell to the floor with a thud and he couldn't move. There was no longer an active pulse. The king was dead. The queen easily laughed and took off the king's crown.

"Now, the kingdom of Joulstone is finally mine" the queen smiled evilly "Guards! Get this man into the awaiting coffin outside in the back, I don't want that thing rotting its way into my carpets" she snarled. The guards glanced at each other trying not to just kill the queen right then and there. They did as there were told and took the King's body out of the room and took him into the stormy night. What no body realized though…..the prince saw the whole thing.

The next morning The Queen declared, that King Reno….was dead. Everyone in the kingdom, men, women and children, cried that night. Everyone except the prince. He knew he already cried enough and there were no longer tears for him to cry. What he did do though, was bowed his head and whispered 'Your next, Witch.'

Years after the madness of the queen the prince finally grew up to a fine boy. He lost all his baby fat, he grew very tall, he wore a similar outfit to when he was younger except much bigger. His red hair finally spiking up in a vibrant red. His greyish eyes had changed into a vibrant green that captivates anyone's emotions. He wore more jewelry than expected and now, a long deep magenta cape with small white puff at the beginning and end of the cape. He placed the crown atop his head and smiled. Finally his time has come. He glared at the women he called 'mother' for years. Now he is eighteen years old and is now an adult.

"Arrest that witch, for rape and murder" the freshly new king snarled pointing a long slim finger at his mother.

"WHAT?" Screamed the Queen.

"Remember when I was much younger, you took me to dark places doing things to me I will not repeat In front of the kingdom and I was there when you had poisoned our beloved king laughing merely in his face, watching him take his last breathe" the prince hissed in pain. He remembered every sketched detail as to what had happened in the past. The queen looked shocked then to disappointment. The guards took each side of her arm glaring at her.

"You little brat!" she screamed. The king easily smiled his way through the comments his mother threw at him. They took her to the postodian down in the center of town, chaining her up from her wrist and her ankles. The king stood proudly off of the balcony and looked at his stoic mother. 'That veil women is finally getting what she disserves' he thought.

"Here is shall burn, Prince, But hear me when I say this, you will live for eternity, until you learn the emotion of love and protectiveness, you shall live as a Half demon , Half human, feasting on the hearts of all mankind" she screamed.

"Silence Succubus, you are not a loud to speak in the presence of king after what you have done in the past, you shall die for the devil since you have shaken hands with the devil, and never again shall you walk this earth" he growled. He looked at the subjects near him and nodded his head. A man with a black robe smiled evilly, his long black and silver hair smiling as his one golden eye shown. He took the torch that was engulfed with fire and threw it at the queen. The queen was burning, flesh tearing off of her bones; eye's melting away, the smell of burning flesh wafting through the town. Most of the people thought about throwing up but they didn't want to. They watched her burn, smiling and laughing as they were watching there so called queen and smiled.

Moments later the newly king felt and unpleasing pain form in the corner of his chest. Where his heart was. He silently screamed. Falling towards the ground. The guard next to him tried to help him. Yet the king waved him away trying to state he was fine. Oh how wrong, the king was. The next moment two horns sprouted from his forehead, cat like eyes formed, teeth that were dagger like that can easily pierce threw your skin without hesitation, two demonic wings emerged from his back and a tail sprouted from his tail bone. He grew long black claws that were compatible on re-tracking back into his hands. His red hair more wild than usual. His eyes brighter. He got taller and his closed changed. One side of his leggings was devil like red and the other side was midnight black. His shirt grew shorter and it was midnight black and the little markings were devil red. He had two weird contraptions around his hips sprouting little thorns. The king looked next to him. Licking his lips smirking.

"You!" he roared in more like an animal like growl. The guard stood there in shock and awe. The king majestically got up and lounged for the guard. He got the guard to the ground flicking his tail around. He peeled of the shirt of the guard. He started to rip open the guard's chest. Feeling rather powerful and pulled out the man's heart. He devoured it. He loved the way the feeling of the heart matched the pattern of his teeth. He loved the way the blood was falling from his lips. He put his head back to the guy's chest and started eating the insides of this man. He loved eating this man. The way he was able to get this man to back down and give his body to him. He felt superior. He looked at the kingdom below him and cried out with a hungry growl.

"You mortals shall bow down to what is now your king!" he roared with anger. The whole kingdom screamed and tried to run.

"Impeccable Humans, you cannot run from the devil himself" he laughed. That night…children, women and men's hearts…where devoured by the youngest king. The king looked around and smiled into the burning flames…flames emitting off of his face making him look more creepy and scary than he already was.

"Now let's see what people really think of their cruel king" he smirked. He walked back dragging a young women's body back to his castle. She was clawing at the ground screaming.

"NO PLEASE I PROSMIE I WILL BE GOOD!" she tried to bargain.

"Miss, let me put it in simple terms….you are my food and their for I shall not spare your life" the king smirked. He continued to drag the women into his castle. She screamed and tried clawing at the ground again. Finally he reached his home and walked inside dragging her inside.

"NOOOOOO" was the last thing she screamed….till the doors closed. Never hearing from her again.