Thread: Can the darkest of hearts love? :: Pretty/Relix

The kingdom of Vovani was one of the more beautiful, lush kingdoms in the lands. It was built around a waterfall that supplied the town with its water, with minimal floods. When it did flood, it was just a mere foot of water. Kids would laugh and play in the water through the day before it evaporated by morning. Though, the breath taking kingdom was magnificent, it did indeed have its dark side. One to that most of the officials keep it shushed to the public. Murders are animal attacks, suicides are 'the person's time to go'. The common thieve is just a common thieve. If it happens, then hey, it happens. Nothing is usually done because its rare that they are caught.. well, that was then. Today is now. Now its more of hands, fingers, or arms being cut off for fruit. You're actually put in dungeons for stealing clothing or animals. Only plus side to a dungeon is you still get to keep your limbs. It wasn't always like that. It changed when a royal blood was tampered with by a mere peasant's child. A nobleman caught them... in the brush. The boy was then exiled mere hours later for attempted rape, well... wasn't like that at all. The male and female managed to grow up at the same time.. meeting in and out of the market place as children. Neither cared for the titles their family held, until their early teens. When it was dawned upon them that they were at different ends of the social spectrum. The boy being the ground walked upon and the girl being the sky of clouds. They attempted to defile this spectrum, which they got away with for a handful of years. When they were fifteen, the guards caught onto her game. Sneaking out around lunch time to the market, which was where the boy and girl would meet. They'd giggle, laugh and dream. Dream of a time and place where they didn't have to hide. The day was talked about between the two for ages. The male caught his parents doing it one time, said it was done when two people loved each other. Of course, they believed they loved one another.. but, on that day, it wasn't meant to be. Not knowing what either should do, they were caught. The male mimicking what he father was doing, well, attempting to at least. The male rushed from the scene with clothes in hand, hiding behind a wheel barrel to change. It was then later when the male was exposed, the guard caught a clear view of his face. The girl not saying a word about who he was. The boy was found 'guilty' for attempting to tamper with the royal bloodline or so what they said. He was then thrown out of the kingdom for good, never to return. Parents were to stay, he was to fend for himself or starve and die. The male did just that, he adapted. Soon picked up by a local band of thugs, thought the ways of crime. Though, the way the explained it was that it was right. That the people who he was stealing from were the wrong ones, the ones not letting others have their goods. His mind was easily corrupted and they knew that. Seven years later was when this male, banished when he was fifteen years of age, would step foot back into his home kingdom again. Not as the same person. A two-faced villain now. A low life thief who stole anything and everything that could get him money for his set of clothes to steal from another kingdom. Known to his comrades as 'Iza', the boy's real name wasn't ever mentioned anymore. Everyone used to call him Zack, though, he preferred Iza over Zack. The male didn't think the name fit... like any of the names fit for anyone. So, he gave himself his own. He was to be forgotten, so, all of him would be forgotten. Even what the girl from his past shared with him. Feeling a blunt object push against his shoulder, Iza lifted his head some. What....? He asked, dull in tone. We need to move soon. Vovani is next. Groaning, the male wanted to object but he couldn't. He tried explaining that he simply didn't want to go there but none of his comrades would listen. Zeke, Nim, or Nam. Just couldn't get through to them, they kept him around because he was faster, stronger and more intelligent then the three combined. Iza scaled buildings quicker then those three could get onto a shed. The male felt like he was born to do this type of stuff, his muscles well tuned for it.. or so it seemed. He stood just under five foot, ten inches. The male made up with muscle for how short he was compared to the other three. Roughly, about now, his chin was growing in the facial hair that the other three carried for years now. All of them teased him about it, which rarely got anything out of him. Iza was dull to everything other then the thrill of stealing and the chase. Oh, he loved the chase. Getting away from the authorities who if caught him would kill him. Pulling up his hood, the male sat up from the ground, his dark hair blending in with the dark hood. Though, Iza had no scars or cuts on his face. His torso and legs were hiding a few nicks and cuts here and there, other wise, most of his back was covered with permanent ink called tattoos. The male enjoyed getting a new one after each successful steal.. even some after the bad ones. Just to remember if anyone questioned him.. except for the one on his right shoulder. It was of a black spirit... just no figure, just a shadow that he knew what meant. The female from his childhood that would loom over his every move. Iza. Iza. Iza. Lets get a move on. Nim spoke in a frantic tone of voice. He did something, what though was just about to be found out. I'm moving.. The male murmured, fixing the gauntlet on his left hand. Nam had stolen four horses for the male's to ride to Vovani, which then they'd let run free. Ha ha. Nim slept with the wrong male's girl, that why he wants out soo badly. Iza grunted softly, Something you could bank on him for... I'm not covering any of your asses. The male spoke as he mounted the horse, quickly riding off as a few men came up to Nim's horse. Iza had no intent of turning around to help Nim, Nam and Zeke could handle themselves. Iza would scout the next place to ransack before the week was out anyways. Over here, Zack! Iza turned his head left then quickly right, running his hand over his face. Mind is playing tricks on you, Iza... she doesn't remember you at all. Yet care for you like she did. He spoke to himself, no one was around. So, what other reason would it be then just a trick of mind to hear the female's voice from childhood call from him. It was simply broke down to be a trick from his mind. He had been on a horse for roughly three hours now, heading back to a kingdom where he had been exiled from as a boy for what now he knew as attempted rape. The male and female, at 15, attempted to mimic what he saw his father doing to his mother. Oh easily fooled young minds could be. Iza stared upon his old home, how much changed. Bigger buildings, bigger homes. How everything expanded. Thats what happens when you are away for seven years, Zack... The male spoke to himself before dismounting from the horse, quickly picking up speed to walk into the market place. Of course the male drew attention to himself. Hooded figure with a cloak covering most of his torso, no one would just believe he was a simple traveler. Iza kept his head down as he walked past people, dipping in and out, weaving side to side to avoid people. Picking pockets of easy victims as he passed. Picked out 20 gold coins already, how this kingdom would be easy. Except for the fact that their is nearly a guard tower pointing out the perimeter to practically anyone. They are waiting for me... He murmured to himself, walking to the stall next to him. Fruit vendor. Hello, sir. May I help you? A older lady chimed in from the side, No thank you. Just looking. Iza picking up an apple before turning around to head to a alley. Noticing the guards begin to approach him from the corner of his eye. Smirking, the male quickly ran to the alley way. Screams from guards telling him to halt. How easy it'd be. And easy it was. The male was able to lead them in a circle before sending his cloak off in a different direction.. in which the guards followed. Tossing the apple over his shoulder, the male laughed. Piece of cake.. he grinned as he pushed down his hood. Stepping up onto a cart, the male pulled himself up to a building top. Hiding in the dark shadow, Iza kept a close watch out for his comrades. Inhaling slowly, the male caught a unique scent.. could that be who he thought it was? Not possible, but, his senses grew intrigued. Stand at attention! Was shouted from the opening of the castle, how it was much closer to the market then he once knew. The royal princess approaches! The voice shouted once more, cocking his brow. Princess... this will be interesting. The male spoke as a spew of guards exited the castle, followed by the royal servants. Scooting closer to the edge, Iza watched carefully. His heart instantly picking up speed as his gaze looked upon this beautiful female. Was it her? He must find out. Jumping down from the building, the male pushed his way through the crowd. Watching from behind the guards, the male wanted to call for her but not add suspicion to himself. Pushing his way through the guards, it was a fake. Stop him! A guard yelled, steadily jogging toward the impostor. Zack drew his dagger, one well hidden in his sleeves. Screams from the servants were heard before they fled, his intent was to draw the impostor's eyes to the real princess. Watching them look right, the male smirked. Pulling down his weapon before sprinting off to another alley with more guards on his tail. Though, that wasn't even half as bad if he didn't get enough money for the person Nim owed money, too. And again, the male simply lost the guards in a circle. Why were they so dumb in this kingdom? Iza backtracked from where he went, staying low in the crowd to avoid attention, only while he looked to find his friend from ages ago. Breathing in through his nose, the male stepped into a small spacing between a cart and a building. She would be passing him soon. Stepping in right behind her and who was behind her, the male ran his hand along her back. Running his hand around to her front, only to pull her closer to him. You weren't that hard to find, princess. You should have your fake try to keep their eyes looking forward at all times.. The male grinned, he took pleasure in scaring the impostor. Sick, yes, but it was worth it to touch the female again. I wish to speak with you more... go to the guard tower at the south exit late this evening. After everyone is in for the night. I will be waiting.. and don't make me come to you. And with that the male disappeared into the crowd. He wanted to speak later because her guards wouldn't be around. She could sneak out and meet him... if she would actually do so. Which he assumed he would, since he slipped her a the small stone they agreed to carry with them at all times while they were younger.