The Last Thing I Never Wanted

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a part of The Last Thing I Never Wanted, by Maria-Chan.

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The 4 Kingdoms is a part of The Last Thing I Never Wanted.

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Rosaline [0] The Eldest Princess Of Nevermore
Miyoshi [0] The musical eldest prince of the Melodian kingdom
Kirehsan [0] War has changed..the moment I stepped foot on the battlefield.
Blake [0] Eldest Prince of Nightmare
Kaneko [0] youngest Princess of Melodian
Amber [0] Second Princess of Melodian
Raphael [0]
Eris [0] time for princess mode people!!!
Lana [0] time means nothing....
Mirabella [0] Musical and shy

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Xavier frowned at his father's request and sat on the floor. He hated being the youngest one in the family, that always meant he had to stay with his mother. He was worried about his sister, he always was when it came to her. He might the baby of the family but she was their only princess, he felt like it was his job to make sure nothing would happen to her. But here he is, sitting on the carpeted floor of his parents' grand room; instead of protecting Mirabella, he was waiting with his now awake and worried mother.

He looked up at her with worry filled eyes. "Mummy," He whispered not wanting his father to hear him. "Can I go out and play too?"
"They're not playing Xavier," His mother replied with a cold stare. "this isn't play time."
"I know but I want to help too." He looked at the double door that held him back.
"No, your father said to wait here."
"But sissy might be in serious trouble!" His voice started to gain volume.
"I said no, wait here with me."
"What if something happens to sis? What if she's being taken away? What if I'm the only one who could save her?"
"Blake is out there, he can handle it, baby."
"Stop calling me that!" He yelled enraged with his mother now standing. "I'm not a child anymore, alright! I'm not going to sit around and wait anymore. I'm going out to help them!" With that statement he ran through the double doors and running to find his siblings.

((O.O not exactly sure where they are >.<;;))

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The King looked at the angry boy patiently. He stood tall and proud and angry but there were... weights and saddnesses that pulled down on the boy's shoulders. But he knew sympathy would not be accepted by the boy even if he offered it, and in fact it would make the boy even madder, so instead he replied in the businesslike matter of a King, "I have accepted your Father's offer of truce because it will ensure the saftey of my people. With my daughter married into your family, your Father should be less likely to attack our peoples - and we shall be less likely to attack yours. It's a simple arrangement. Each family will marry off its children to the other royal families to make peace among the nations. Unlike yourself, we do not all hunger for blood." With a small smile, he looked to his demon-daughter and said, "Some of us even long for peace."
Mirabella's gaze had not left Kirehsan's face after he'd pulled off the mask. He was stunning. It was... ridiculous how stunning his was. But his devastingly handsome features were marred by anger, pain, and some small flicker of sadness- not self-pity, no. But sadness. Something awful was hidden in his past, maybe even in his present, that made his features twist the way they did and made his dark eyes flicker constantly in suspicion and black rage.
She felt sorry for him. She, the Princess of Nightmare - a DEMON princess - was feeling sorry for the slayer of her people. She groaned quietly. She was officially the worst demon ever. And yet she continued to stare at his face as he looked to her father seeking answers to some apocryphal question that went deeper than the surface meanings of the words.
"My daughter," The King stated as he looked at the girl, "is one of those longing for peace. And she is of brave spirit. She will do what is requested of her because she believes there is more than one way to save her people - and the way she will save them is not by force."
Was that really what her father thought of her? That she was so selfless and giving? Even as her heart swelled, her face fell. She would do this - the marriage - so as not to disappoint him. But to be realistic, even she knew she was not so giving as to marry herself off to Vampricia just for the good of her people. But... for her father...

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Peace...was it something that really existed? Kirehsan never knew such a thing. His life since the day he was taken in by his father was a struggle. He didn't feel like he fit in due to being born from a different mother. The queen was angered by the king's action for adultery, but nevertheless she tried to love him as her own, though difficult. His siblings he never got along with, except his sister. His older brother was loyal to their father completely and that put him at odds with him. The servants only respected him because he was still the son of the king, but they still saw him as the child of a whore. All of those things, combined with the rage he felt within for the death of his mother, threw away any form of peace that he might find.

The demon king seemed to be telling the truth nonetheless, but something still itched at him. Was the demon king truly this benevolent? To throw side the many lives that have fallen because of this war and suddenly call a permanent truce with the kingdoms of his enemies? Kirehsan knew his father wasn't like that. He was a man who would do anything for power and anything to solidify his hold upon the world. Arranged marriages between the kingdoms...what was his gain in doing this. The Vamprician prince could only wonder, keeping his gaze still at the demon king.

"Peace is a naiive concept...it is something unattainable." He finally answered. He seemed less angry, less confrontational, and less irritated. He got the answers he wanted here. "I'll...accept your extension of hospitality." he said again, bringing back up Blake's offer.

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Mirabella groaned quietly at Kirehsan's words - and then froze. She hadn't meant to make the tired, rude sound allowed. Her father gave her a look of disapproval.
"Mirabella, you've had a long night. I thank you for so graciously welcoming our guest, but perhaps it would be best if you let Blake and I handle the rest of the evening," His tone was cold and Mirabella ducked her head in visible shame. Her father was severly disappointed in her unladylike and rude behavior and she was sorry. Her father's disapproval was worse than any physical pain - it burned in the back of her mind for days, filling her with guilt and disquiet. This particular instance was twice as bad because her father thought Blake mature enough to stay - and her too childish. Avoiding the eyes of her brother, Kirehsan, and her father she murmured a quiet farwell and quickly started off for the castle - passing a running Xavier on the way.
"Hey! Xavier! Where are you going?" She laughed as he caught her in a strong hug. Sometimes, due to his youthful demeanor, she forgot that Xavier was nearly as old as Blake and just as strong and tall. If he wanted he could grab her around the middle and swing her around, like he'd just done. It was a rare occassion when he did so - only when he was nervous or concerned for her. "I'm fine, buddy. But I'm really tired. Think you could escort me to bed? Dad and Blake have it all under control," she flinched slightly, "and so I'm heading back to bed. But I might fall over on the way there..."

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Blake winces at his fathers comment to Mirabella. He knew she would think about the words for the next few days. Mirabella prided herself on her ladylike behaviour. She was the best princess in her manerisms, and she took pride in it. He looks over the one stragner who had thrown her off her game, making her be rude. He goes to give her a comforting pat on the back, but she's gone before he had moved an inch. He makes a mental note to talk to her later.

He draws himself out of his thoughts and looks at Kireshan, "I'm sure if you ask those who have been brought up in peace would disagree with your statement." His words could be taken any way, but of course if Blake were asked it would be the shallow way, no disrespect or hurt intended. Blake did not take kindly to others coming and disturbing his brother and sister.

Blake decides to drop the formalities, having a feeling that Kireshan probably didnt care so much for them. At least he got that from the mask over his face, covering who he truly was. Plus Blake knew how tiring and annoying talking so formally could get. "You can come inside. I'll show you my room. Unless you want to go to the dining room."

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"Take me to the dining room, I don't mind some rest and relaxation." He answered Blake, following him into the castle. This was unexpected to say the least. He didn't expect this much hospitality while in Nightmare, but he could use some rest. Nocturnus could use some rest as well, he's probably more tired than Kirehsan was.

Already the Nightmare kingdom surprised him. The princess Mirabella was soft, kind, and yet she showed open hostility towards him. He didn't know her history, but he doubt she's hated anyone more in her life than him. Blake, the eldest prince, he seems worthy to take the place of his father in the future. He was calm and reserved. Kirehsan sensed there was a darkness hidden within him but he held it firmly in control, unlike yours truly. He has yet to meet the youngest prince of Nightmare, but something told him before he left his kingdom he'll probably run into him.

The King himself seemed much different than what he was percieved to be. On the outside he must've been fierce to show the world that he was capable of leading his kingdom. But on the inside, he was a loving father that cared much for his family. Unlike Raekwon.. Kirehsan thought, clenching his fist lightly as he followed Blake. In all honesty he was somewhat jealous of what the Nightmare family had. They were all fairly close and all cared for each other. He however, he wasn't sure if he had anyone to fall back on. Maybe except his sister, she was really the only one who's been there for him all his life. But soon enough she'll be gone from him and he'll have to face his destiny alone.

Initially he was scared of the thought, but as time went by he thought it for the best. This way she won't have to suffer because of me...

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Blake laughs, "I don't know how it is in your kingdom, but you will get no rest in the dining room." He ponders for a moment then asks, "How about the gardens? No one will bother you there. It is purely a royal ground, no one staring, talking or bothering you."

Blake pops his head into the kitchen and calls out to the chef, "We have a guest, will you please cook up some..." He pauses and turns to Kireshan, "I dont imagine your hungry after...." He drifts off, remembering the dead body of two gaurds. He had known the two men personally and mourned their death.

His darker side calls for Kiershan's death, but Blake erases that thought. It was better to just be nice and get him out of the kingdom as soon as possible. And keep a watch on him, making sure he didnt do anything else that would endanger his citizens. Plus he didn't want to agravate the other side, renewing the war once again. It was better to avoid any more deaths, because he was sick of watching childhood friends go off to war and come back dead or wounded.

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Kirehsan shakes his head, then follows the elder prince to the gardens. "Yes...I'm quite satisfied in fact." he grins deviously, "And the gardens sounds good. I don't think your subjects would like to see me in a public area anytime soon anyway." he answered. Blake seemed to have noticed the death of hte two guards that Kirehsan killed earlier. No doubt he was furious about that as well. The difference between him and Mirabella was that he would probably be more confrontational about it than she was.

They were bothering him anyway, he had to dispose of them one way or another. Two lesser demon guards won't be missed. They were just fodder in Kirehsan's eyes, though Blake thought differently. Such is the way of the world, conflict at every corner. He knew this all too well. His life was surrounded by it the day he was born...since the day his mother was murdered by the hands of his father. It made him furious just thinking about it.

Once they reached the gardens Kirehsan kept his distance, standing in the center of the field and looking up at the moon that shone brightly in the sky. The darkness reminded him of home, which wasn't a good thing. Home reminded him of his father, which was chained to his hatred. He clenched his fist tightly as memories of the past flooded inside him. Most of the people outside of the Vamprician Kingdom did not know of Kirehsan's hatred for his father, that was probably a good thing. If they did then they would probably start wondering why he fought for such a man. Such thoughts Kirehsan did not need the world to know. He just wanted them to think of him as a monster, one that will one day overtake the Kingdom of Vampricia. By driving my blade into my father's heart... He let loose the last thought inside him, as he glared up at the moon.

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Kirehsan shakes his head, then follows the elder prince to the gardens. "Yes...I'm quite satisfied in fact." he grins deviously, "And the gardens sounds good. I don't think your subjects would like to see me in a public area anytime soon anyway." he answered. Blake seemed to have noticed the death of hte two guards that Kirehsan killed earlier. No doubt he was furious about that as well. The difference between him and Mirabella was that he would probably be more confrontational about it than she was.

They were bothering him anyway, he had to dispose of them one way or another. Two lesser demon guards won't be missed. They were just fodder in Kirehsan's eyes, though Blake thought differently. Such is the way of the world, conflict at every corner. He knew this all too well. His life was surrounded by it the day he was born...since the day his mother was murdered by the hands of his father. It made him furious just thinking about it.

Once they reached the gardens Kirehsan kept his distance, standing in the center of the field and looking up at the moon that shone brightly in the sky. The darkness reminded him of home, which wasn't a good thing. Home reminded him of his father, which was chained to his hatred. He clenched his fist tightly as memories of the past flooded inside him. Most of the people outside of the Vamprician Kingdom did not know of Kirehsan's hatred for his father, that was probably a good thing. If they did then they would probably start wondering why he fought for such a man. Such thoughts Kirehsan did not need the world to know. He just wanted them to think of him as a monster, one that will one day overtake the Kingdom of Vampricia. By driving my blade into my father's heart... He let loose the last thought inside him, as he glared up at the moon.

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Blake turns back to the cook and says, "Never mind. Please tell everyone to leave us alone." He turns away, his fists clenching as he notices Kireshan's tone and words about the gaurds, "Just a warning. Next time you kill a guard, let alone anyone, you will not be forgiven as easily. Consider this your one and only warning." Blake says, looking into Kierashan's eyes, his tone one of pure seriousness. He would not accept a single death at the hands of the vampire while he was visiting. He looks into his eyes for about a minute, his statement becoming a threat by the moment of silence between the two.

Blake turns away and sits down, watching Kireshan carefully. He notices a sudden unease around the vampirican prince. What made him react to this garden so? Maybe it reminds him of something.... Blake pondered about Kireshan's sudden change of mood.

((was the second post different from the first? They look the same, but their "time stamps are different"

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Mirabella sighed as Xavier said good night after escorting her to her rooms. She looked out to the moon - the light was streaming in through her bedroom window and lighting upon her outfit for tomorrow - or rather, later today. Knowing she wouldn't get much sleep, she sighed and fingered the material - maybe she'd just dress now and get it over with. But no, she didn't really feel like primping right now. She sighed as a soft breeze carried the scent of the gardens below into her room through the open window and thought of what had just transpired in the garden hours earlier - poor Blake having to fight with Xavier in such a way. It wasn't so bad when Blake was bigger than Xavier, but now Xavier was almost the same size as Blake. What would happen when Xavier filled out, just as Blake had, and they were of equal size and strength?
But then, she'd be off married to some Vamprician prince by then, so she wouldn't know. The thought that she alone would have to live as a demon among vampires - the sole outsider - scared her. And the thought of her leaving her home and her family terrified her. But then, she suspected Kireshan both knew and enjoyed the fact that she was terrified. After all, why else would he have asked his probing questions earlier.
She tucked her flute away in it's velvet lined case and sat at the piano, letting her fingers tentatively stroke the keys. The piano made her feel so alive - what if Vampricia didn't have a piano? Many of her other instruments were small enough and light enough she could take them with her. But they served as only temporary reliefs from the hunger of music. Without a piano, her sould could starve. She would... die. She shuddered, new terror filling her, and it rushed out through her fingertips into the piano. The sound filled the room, drifted out the open window to the gardens. It was a song that belied her terror, her despair, her anger at herself and pratically the entire world. But slowly, after a few moments, the song changed - first the anger, then the despair, and finally the terror leaking out of the song to be replaced by a tune that was neither happy nor sad. It was uncertain - sometimes dipping into C major, other times dabbling into A minor. It was smooth and unhurried, except for a few moments of panic that quickened the steps of her fingers.
She played for several minutes, maybe half an hour total, letting her emotions flow out of her. Letting herself bend to the will of her music. Letting herself go. And then finally... her fingers fell silent. With a deep breath, her eyes closed, Mirabella slid the fall shut and fell into bed - spent, exhausted, and content. The last notes she'd played, had been notes of hope. Notes of hope for today and a bright, musical tomorrow.

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(( Gah so lost i was baby sitting for two days straight and now i have no clue whats going on can someone fill me pretty please))

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((o.o;; is the rp still alive? cuz if it is I would relaly want to know what's going on D:))

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((it is still alive...we just need kiershan to post...him and blake r having a discussion....we need more people to post though because we only have the nightmare people and kireshan...))

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Was the prince of Nightmare really threatening him? He didn't know or care, he was more focused on other things at the moment. Thoughts of his father flooded his mind, farther angering him. "The moon is full tonight...it gives an aura of serenity...doesn't it?" He says slowly, keeping his gaze up at the moon still. "It disgusts me." He grunted, looking away from the moon and turning towards Blake. "You work towards a false concept called 'peace.' There will be no peace if you negotiate with my father with the way that your King wishes." He says to Blake, his crimson red eyes burning as he speaks.

"Is there anyone you've ever hated so much in your life...that you will stop at nothing to orchestrate their death?" Kirehsan asked, bearing his fangs in anger. He was not confrontational to any degree but it was hard to tell when he's at this point of anguish. Most would fear him and would be ready to meet his attack with the way he was acting now.

He waited for Blake's answer, his cloak flowing along the current of the wind, his mask clutched at his side, and the dark side of the moon shadowing him.

((sorry about my absence, been very hard to concentrate. But I put it up now. Can't wait to hear from you guys soon))

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"Well for now its that or continue the fighting and deaths. Which I'm sure everyone, but maybe you, is sick of." Blake responds, watching Kiershan looking at the moon. Instinct told him that this man had a very heavy chip on his shoulder, making him dangerous and unpredictable. Unpredictabily, although it could be defended against was the hardest attack to defend onself from. Blake would have to be extra careful and make sure his family was safe.

Blake observes Kiershan, noting the increase in his anguish and his muscles tense, ever so slightly. He maintains his relaxed posture. "I can't say I have." Blake says pausing, "Who is it that you are so desprate to kill?"

((sorry it's so short, kinda busy today.))

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((ok well im lazy so im just gonna move my character to the inside of the castle of Vampricia im just happy this thing dint die while my computer was getting fixed))

Rosaline walked about the castle her bags had been taken to her room and she currently bored she wondered who she might meet in the castle but the one thing or person she hoped not to meet was a hungry vampire she had left her knife at home a common courtesy when going to another kingdom she heard people talking but she just ignored it and kept on walking around...