Wow I haven't been on here in a long ass time…anyway!
I've deleted Wattpad, got bored of it tbh, so I'm moving my story here!
For those of you who dont know, i am currently writing a book about my oc's; Lacerate
So, here's the first 3 chapters!
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Prequel:
Angelrock Woods, 13 years ago
It hurt, the feeling of having sharp, inhuman crystals ripping through the flesh of your skin.
Vyomia would know, it was after all the last memory she had of being a human.
It wasn't the only memory she had though. If she thought really hard she could almost grasp the look of grass after it rained, or the faint silhouette of her parents, her mother sobbing and repeating apologies over and over. She couldn't remember her fathers face, but she knew he held a solemn gaze as he held her down against the harsh stone slab, arm raised high with his fingers clenching an almost pure white dagger, bringing it down and-
"Hey, c'mon! don- don't do…whatever you're doing. You said you could help me, please, you cant take that back now!"
The young prince pleaded, his fingers reaching out to shake her shoulder before pulling it back behind his back. That caused her to snap out of whatever she was spiralling into, and she offered him a fake, but reassuring smile.
"Of course i can help you, dear prince. Its just… you understand what it will take, correct?"
She said with practised ease. This was great. If she managed to convince him to agree to the Voids terms, she'd definitely secure a more higher up position to The Watcher, her saviour, the one who gave her purpose.
"Yes i understand i understand!"
He muttered frantically, extending a hand. She took it, shaking it, her hands unnaturally cold and firm, like a corpse.
"Then, Prince Calum. We have ourselves a deal"
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Chapter One - Peace Treaties:
Wanless Castle, Present Day
Shit.
Calum was absolutely, utterly screwed.
"This really does not seem like the right choice,"
He said firmly, running a hand through his hair, his gaze flickering to the crown on his desk, then to the peace treaty beside it.
"The Mushroom Kingdom has been nothing but kind to us, they pose zero threat to my kingdom- I jus- I just dont see why we have to expand our borders into their territory. Thanks to your decisions we've already almost eradicated their population!"
He exclaimed, throwing his hands above his head, his jaw tense as he looked at the voidling standing on the other side of his desk. Vyomia tilted her head, the action seeming a bit too smooth.
"Are you questioning my abilities?"
She murmured, her voice almost too calm despite the severity of the situation. Calum glanced away, the fight in his eyes giving way to an almost defeated and weak look.
"No, I'm not, I'm sorry. I am questioning whether or not this is the right option"
He stated tiredly, his hands resting against his edge of the table.
"It doesn't matter whether its right or not, I dont have time to discuss morals. Either way, I'm just upholding my end of the bargain."
Vyomia said, her tone unbothered and neutral as ever. In one swift motion, she picked the peace treaty up between her fingers. In an instant, the entire sheet was pierced with sharp, rough crystals. She let it fall to the floor, the small clink echoing throughout the room.
"The Mushroom kingdom is simply a pawn in this plan, and so are you Calum."
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Chapter Two - Peace Treaties:
Mushroom Official Meeting Ground, Present Day
Calum stared into the corner of the desk, fiddling with the sleeve of his too tight dress shirt as if It'd magically teleport him back to his castle if he focused on it enough.
Never mind, he snapped his gaze back to the mushroom hybrid when her shrill annoying voice echoed throughout the inside of the massive hollowed out tree (a pathetic excuse for a meeting ground, but who was he to judge)
"You see, our kingdoms have lived peacefully alongside each other for like, hundreds of years! There is barely any beneficial effect on your kingdom by doing this, not to mention the fact you're actively erasing our species!"
The mushroom representative, Autumn, said with a tone of panic in her voice she didn't bother to mask, I mean, can he blame her? Calum leaned forward, a lingering sense of guilt eating away at his stomach. God, he'd kill the voidling for making him do this.
"I get that, Autumn, but you see; my kingdom has greater plans for this world. You haven't been doing anything to benefit this corner of the world for decades."
He said, the practised words leaving a bitter taste as they left his mouth. God, he couldn't do this. He began to get up from his chair, avoiding eye contact. He couldn't do this any longer, he'd stated the case Vyomia told him to, and he didnt want to be here any longer than he had to
"Excuse me? You can't just leave! I have a plethora of things that still need to be addressed-"
He winced at her voice internally, he didn't know if he could handle the high pitched screaming she'd been doing every five seconds. He made a mental note to get the chef to cook up some tea for him later, maybe that'd make him feel better.
"I know Autumn, and i'm sorry"
He said solemnly, already almost out the door.
"I truly am sorry"
He murmured after, almost like an afterthought as he left Autumn in the room alone, the door shutting behind him with a barely audible click
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Yippee we got through that! Feedback is welcome, just dont be mean lmao. Bye for now!
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