The Broken Prince - Chapter 111

Nonetheless he snapped back on his stance and then charged towards me. I couldn’t even move a muscle as to how fast he moved and before I knew it, his hands were on my neck which wrapped it hole. His gaze was ablaze with burning desire to torture me and I was not wrong when I thought that as my airways started to close and I was struggling to breathe. My bloody hands flew to grip his which just got a stronger hold on my neck. Is now the time?

I continued to smack his hands with mine as I felt so very helpless as of the moment. My vision was very blurry, my lungs were burning, my throat hurt so much from the force of Hade’s grip on my neck. I could see in his eyes how he really wanted to end me but then he let me go abrubptly.

My already broken body fell to the ground. I immediately gasped for air as I coughed out blood at the same time. I had my hands on my throat as I desperately gasped for air. I wasn’t even able to catch my breathe fully when I was held mid air and was slammed between two boarders. Every time I hit the hard and rigged surface of the boulders, it’s either I will hear a crack or I will feel a sharp point plunge through my bare flesh..

It was like I was drenched in blood as all parts of my body became so icky with warm and sticky red liquid. I wanted to scream in agony so bad but I held all of my scream back along with the tears. It went on and on for a whole minute until I was slammed back to the ground. My vision caught a glance at Hade who was breathing heavily.

My body was aching and I felt like I could no longer move but despite all of that, with all that I have left in me, I crawled towards the boulder and used all of my strength to support myself and stand up to face him equally.

“You do not know how to give don’t you?” His voice had an underlying irritation in it. I wanted to answer but I couldn’t as it seems like my vocal cords were detangled. I just look at him with my heavy eyes and frail gaze. My body was screaming for me to give up and just shut down but I put all of my will and efforts into not giving in because I still need to do something that I must do. Gripping my bow loosely, I aimed at Hade with all of the strength that I had but before I could even touch the string of the bow to generate an arrow. My body was wrapped immediately with rocks. My airways no longer received air as I felt thorns growing inside the rock enclosing my body. There were thorns growing on my head, piercing the skin and tearing them exposing the flesh and making them bleed.

I coughed out blood as a sharp and long thorn plunged right in to my abdomen and other parts of my body. Looking up, I saw the four of them looking at me. Some eyes held pity and regret while some held annoyance and hate. Nonetheless, no matter how hard I tried to stay awake, I could no longer commit as my head felt very heavy and my eyes just closed by themselves. My ears could no longer hear nothing and my body started to get numb and dead. Then I passed out.

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“How frail have you become Barbatos to have not being able to remember your past and your strength.” My eyes opened at the sound of the voice that echoed to what it seemed like a very vast room. I could not see anything but a faint light shone down upon people before me.

I looked around and there was nothing. I looked back and there was something. A boy laid on the floor all bloody and almost dead. His face was hidden away from me but I could recognize his build like it was my own. A faint light shone down upon him which is unlike the other three who stood before him. Light shone upon them with like they were all that mattered. They wore clothings that looked very foreign to me and their wordings, how they spoke made it seemed like they were one of the elders from my kingdom but they sounded young and matured at the same time and not oldish.

The boy who laid on the floor coughed even more blood which made one of the person that stood over him kneel down. The person removed the clothing that covered their face and only then did I know that it was a woman behind that clothing. I could see how her golden hair glistened beneath the light that shone down on him.

“We must not spoke of those things to him. It was him that inherited our divine powers without a choice and it was him that lifted the people that remained. Let us not be so harsh on him, he has gone through a lot. He stayed under the land for too long, became to convinced upon his own fake death and fake persona. Now he does not see who he truly is. Dear Barbatos, remember who you are and you shall heal.” The woman spoke her voice sounding so calm and soothing that I felt like all of the pain I felt before dissipated into nothingness. I heard one of them sighed and they too knelt down before the fallen boy who I assume is Barbatos. The two of them appeared to be men. One had silver hair and one had dark one.

“How hard must it be? To live a life that you created and now has become something you make of reality. Barbato’s, a god must not forget who they truly are.” The silver haired man spoke as he held his hand onto the hand of the other.

“A gentle nature person, came to be a god and now forgets who he is. Barbatos, you must not let this take the best of you. The enemy has already started to prey on you and once he wins over you, then you will face the reality in the persona you created. Confusion will strike you but memories will always be memories. They are never forgotten but they were just left in the dark. A simple yet timed occurrence will be the only thing that you will hold for because only then will a light spark over the memories in the dark.” I seemed so lost and confused about what was happening so I decided to take a closer look but my footwear decided to make a noise thus all of them turned around to face me.

I suddenly felt the urge to go and hug them as I saw their faces who looked way too familiar that I have expected as I do not know them other than being a stranger. Their eyes were wide and as they turned to look back at the person they were close to, it was no longer on the floor and was not the same person again. Stood before them was someone that levitated in the air, hands engulfed in flame and bounded with chains that continued to drip in blood.

The four of them came to me immediately and had their hands aimed at what seemed to be as a real life demon whose eyes stared at me. Chills were felt throughout my body as it smirked at me.

“Oh we meet again, my dear brothers and sister.” The devil spoke his voice sounding so eerie. He then went on to laugh demonically. I felt scared and confused at the same time.

“Barbatos, still playing that game of yours? Well not to worry, your favorite brother has come to wake you up!” He spoke as he stared at me the continued to laugh evilly. The three person who stood over me looked at me with concerned eyes. The woman looked at me and then held both of my shoulders. Her touch felt like it was really something else. The feeling can’t be explained but it seemed all too familiar/

“Our dear brother Barbatos, do not fall upon the bait of our fallen brother.” She spoke directly to me.

“Barbatos. Wake up and you shall see how everything is. See not with these eyes but your own. Barbatos, you must wake up!” They all screamed at me which made me feel even more scared and confused.

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My eyes opened and saw the others. They had my team held and tied to a single tree. Dianne saw me and tapped Hade who smirked.

“Ah, the broken prince is awake. How was your sleep?” He spoke to me. I again wanted to speak and ask him what was his motive but I couldn’t as pain struck from my throat.

“Well, you are just in time. That I am pleased to announce. Before we kick you out of this competition, we decided to give you a show you won’t forget. Now if you may, watch how your team will be devoured by my fire but no need to worry they will not die. But they won’t wake up after six months. Just like the previous clash they’ve attended.” Hade spoke with evil and darkness laced in his voice.

I was beyond angry at the moment as I wanted to break this enclosure and just stab him straight to the heart when I heard the voice of that woman in my dream.

“Now is the time dear. Break free from the chain that has bounded you for so long.”