#hadel

guess i have a trope type

Kingdom of Iresland

Hadel grew up as an impatient and self-centered man but he was by then very attractive and passionate about ruling a kingdom. Until someone walked into his life and changed it all, Princess Priscella. As he was not the gentle type of a man, he once planned to get the woman in any way possible, whatever it takes.

One night, while the trees are stooping low and the waters are getting cold, Priscella, the young princess of the City of Ireses, went out to see the green lagoon outside the castle to think about her upcoming pragmatic marriage with the King of Passionate Golds, Lexery. It was by then when her beauty was noticed by the late King of Freezing Hell, Hadel. While the King of Coldstones is on the surge of finding the mysterious blood orchid to cure his favorite hellboar, Brandyl, he was on the huge road going to Humunukupoea, he saw Priscella and got easily fascinated with the princess. For someone who has been on the undergrounds and just went out once in his life, meeting this beautiful woman is outrageous. As he quoted, "I was once searching for an orchid but I've seen a beautiful lily instead, perhaps, the most beautiful one." It was by then the love of a bad king ruled over the Kingdom of Hell and Haven.

Hadel tried to hold back his aggressiveness and asked Priscella's hand to her father but the King of Ireses proclaimed, "No man is ever deserving to my daughter's hand except Lexery.. Not even you. You are the ruthless of all the ruthless! Get out!" The King of Coldstones was furious. It was his first time to bow down to someone but he didn't even get what he wanted that's why he swore to himself that he will claim the princess as the sun sets today. He'd collected his greatest hellboars and hellwarriors to begin the attack in the City of Ireses with the goal of abducting the princess.

"Attack!" He commanded.

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✦I stand at the top altar in the middle point of the back wall. I face the council members as they elaborate on plans to help the civilians recover. I turn to my right to look at the girl next to me. For the first time since we entered the chamber, I notice the small blade she holds in her hand. My eyes change to a light grey with confusion as I realize that she is silently counting backwards. But to what?

As soon as the thought crosses my mind, I hear a large *boom* echo through the halls outside. Commander Hadel charges into the room with a small squadron of the cloned warriors behind him. *As I go to question what’s going on,* he pulls out a small pistol and shoots one of the councilmen in the chest three times. I go to pull out my weapon, only to be stopped by the girl next to me. I turn to her, and before I can question, I feel a sharp sting across my neck, followed by an unpleasant flow of warm liquid down my front. She slit my throat. I trusted her, and she chose to kill me.* I hold my neck tightly, in hopes of restraining the blood flow.

I fall back against the wall, desperately trying to remain standing. I watch as she and Hadel make quick work of the rest of the council. I pull myself to my podium as I hear them speak. “They won’t be an issue any longer. You have done well Hadel.” I hear her voice speak clearly, with a sharp, cold tone so unlike the girl I knew. “Thank you. I exist to serve you, My Queen.” His words echo in my mind as I finally realize what just happened. We were betrayed. She intended to kill me and take my place as ruler.

I shake myself out of my thoughts and lower myself onto the floor. I pull a Medi-pak from my personal sub-pocket, and quickly break it open against the podium, pulling the syringe, prefilled with a dark blue serum, out of its holder. I stab it into my neck and feel the cooling sensation as it quickly goes to work sealing the open veins. I remove the bandages from the Medi-pak and quickly wrap and fasten them around my neck, stitches can wait until I help the others.

I grab my Medi-pak and stand up, wincing at the pain that shoots through my neck. I walk down the steps and head towards the others. The first person I see has been shot through the head, beyond saving. I go to perform the rite of passing, a blessing to guide their senter to the after-world, when I hear a quiet groan from behind me. I leave the rite for later, running to the centre of the room to see who survived. I follow the noises to where I find General Theron, a man who was like a father to me when no one else was. He has been shot through the hand and in the chest. I forgo the serum choosing instead to use a Jel-pak to seal the wound. I reach into the hole in his chest and pull the small destructive bead out. He winces from the pain and opens his eyes.

“Princess... You survived." I answer kindly with a small smile. “Of course I did old man. It takes a lot to kill us Iji”. I place the Jel-pak over his wound and puncture the package, allowing it to release its mixture of fluids, to decontaminate and repair the tissues. I also grab a small syringe of morphine and inject that into his arm, before helping him to his feet. He gains his footing and retrieves his Medi-pak. I don’t bother telling him to rest, as I know he would not listen anyway, and we get to work checking and helping the others. I go to perform the rite of passing on the first person I encountered, before continuing to do the same to the others council members I come across. My eyes turn purple with fear, as I realize that we may be the only ones to have survived the attack. I continue to search the area before I hear him call.

“Princess I found him. I found the Prince!” I turn towards his voice immediately and sprint towards him as fast as my wounds will allow. The General is leaning over my brother, my twin, and is diligently attending to his wounds. I move closer and gasp in shock at what I see. His arm has been brutally ripped off at the shoulder, and he lay in a growing puddle of blood. I run to his side and remove a needle of the blue serum from my Medi-pak. I inject it into his arm and immediately prepare a second syringe, injecting that as well. Theron has already tended to the remainder of my brother's wounds, and together we sit him up and lean him gently against a wall as we go and check the rest of the council members. We break off to perform the rite of passing for each of the dead we suffer upon, and when we sorrowfully regroup, it became numbingly apparent that the three of us were the only survivors of the council.

Rapid footsteps approach from down the hall and draw my gun in panic. I hear repeated banging against the doors coming from the hallway. With a final loud crash, a small group of people run into the room, guns drawn. I immediately fire, a single gunshot.