《Curse of The Dark Side》 Prologue : The Past and the Fury Author''s Rambling: Just want to say that, english is my 2nd language,expect grammar mistakes, and other kind of mistakes,and some more hahaha!.. Warning:Explicit Language! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- There''s a time,when you remember your past a past filled with stuff that you wish to forget now my past,isn''t that kind of stuff , i could proudly say that my childhood is happiest time of my life, if you count that being poor is happy. i mean they say that "Money doesn''t bring you happiness" True, it doesn''t bring you happiness, but atleast when you have money ,you can eat when you want to eat,play when you want to play,isn''t that happiness in itself?,doing what you want to do. sometimes i wonder why, why am i born from a poor family?, not from an oil tycoon,a queen in some small country or a kingdom maybe? don''t call me ungrateful though, i''m blessed with a beautiful and kind mother,my father though?,he''s a scum,a human trash,a lich wait, did i say he''s a lich?, sorry i mean a leech, he''s leeching of my mom''s blood and sweat,by using the money she earn to buy a beer,and other alcholic drink, that apparently i know now ,tastes like human piss ,not that i know what human piss taste like. i''m fine with it though, once in a while he will speak wise word to me, after beating me up,because i defend my mom when he try to beat her up he says stuff along the lines "You,ungrateful motherf**ker","P*ece of Sh*t","Bast*rd Ch*ld" did i say wise word? HA!.. hey atleast i got more vocabulary than other kids my age those days,besides he admit that he''s a bastard *snicker that''s why i said that my childhood is the happiest times of my life, ever heard of line "Like Father Like Son?", yes because my father is a wise man , somehow his genetics, is passed down to me , i''m a smart moth*f**ker , Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings. how come? you ask?, well there''s this one time , when we''re having a learn and lunch session in my kindergarten ,basically you learn to give money to the waiter,which in this case is a teacher ,so when you go to restaurant ,you know what to do. our homeroom teacher will ask us to give a lunch money to him,so when it''s my turn i give him my money,i think his face is scowling or something "Arthur,what are you doing?" "I''m sorry?,i thought you ask me a money Mr.Phillip" Well, what happen next is, i got to wait in the principal office for my mom. i was sitting in a chair within the waiting room,swinging my legs like an innocent kids,when my mom finally got in the kindergarten to take me home,she heard that i''m in the principal office, my mom panicked and rush there wondering if something bad happen to me. She''s in for surprise...,basically what happen in the principal office is "Mr''s.Zenford, i''m afraid your son have done something inappropriate"(Principal) Obviously,she glance at me from the side,and i maintain my innocent child look "What could have,my handsome and good mannered son do,for him to be called and wait in your office, and denied of his right to play with his friend!"(Mom) Yes, i was my mom hope, her ray of light in this dark world she lives in, because in her mind i''m a good son,a kind soul ,born to help those in need that''s a facade i maintain for her,my other personality chain,my deepest darkness i hide even from her. She doesn''t know, that i''m a Villain in the making This is my story, and my sacrifice -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bonus: with a sweat falling in his forehead the principal is wiping it with a handkerchief the principal thought ''What do you mean,good mannered child!, he gives his teacher a middle finger!'' Chapter 1:The Fateful Meeting Author''s Rambling:i wish my prologue was detailed enough, i''m pretty sure it isn''t though i''ll try to do my newbie-ish best alsoi just realize when i''m writing, i got stuck when i need a character name... P.S:when i''m talking to my friend about writing in the prologue that english is my 2nd language? he said that english is my 3rd language maybe fourth? it doesn''t mean i''m good at language lol,maybe it degrade in quality,definitely not confident in it. Advice is highly appreciated '''' = thought "" = dialogue Chapter 1:The Fateful Meeting Warning:Highly Sarcasm And Explicit Language ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ i just realize now why am i so angry inside,after i grew up you see, if you get beaten up when you''re a kid you grew up angry to anything, yes anything saw someone smile?, you want to beat his smiley face until he can''t smile anymore saw an insect minding his own business, crush that vermin with your shoes saw some kid eating ice cream with her mom holding his hand?,wow..his mom is hot! err......,anyway! the only way you can make yourself calm is to vent it out there''s actually a lot of ways to vent it out though when i was a kid ,even with my highly intelligence brain ,i can only found one way can you guess? exactly,Violence! it''s my middle name when i was a 6th grade until 8th grade,if.. i have one you would have thought, i''m a good fighter by now since my middle name is violence and all. can''t say i was,i''m pretty suck at it apparently,because i lost a fight almost everytime by bigger kids my age,because usually, they gang up on me it doesn''t count when they gang up on you,because it''s not fair ,you say? luckily for me, i realize it early that Life isn''t f*cking Fair! if you lost a fight because they gang up on you,it means you''re weak anyway, i kept loses more than win until i met her like every single human out there when you''re innocent about love and relationship you found your childhood sweetheart. in my mind she''s like an angel gracing me with her presence her name is Grace Friedrich,a blond angel with a german and greek descent she''s so beautiful that,when she walk in the park,the dead flower will bloom and cyclist will crash to the tree probably my imagination, but yeah i was a kid ,what do you expect? first time i met her,it was when i''m trying to buy flower for my mom''s birthday,with my piggy bank money apparently her mother is a florist, or something and his father own a motorcycle shop i was walking while hugging mr.piggy,with intention so i can hammer it in the shop,and they will pity me and mr.piggy will be saved pretty smart isn''t it?,until i met her that is my kryptonite when i walk into the shop,she''s waiting in the counter,and her mother doing her stuff cutting the flower and spraying it with water so it look fresh or something "Excuse me,miss can i buy a Flower?"(Arthur) i said to her mother,with a polite tone my mother teach me noble like manner since i was a kid she told me that when you''re polite people,especially older one,they will like you more i don''t really believe it,but still doing it anyway "Hello ,what do we have here"(Grace Mom) "What do you need the flower for,umm.."(Grace Mom) "Arthur.., Arthur Zenford ,you may call me Arthur my lady"(Arthur) "Ohh my !,why thank you Arthur,though i''m not a lady anymore"(Grace Mom) Grace mom said while a tinge of red on some part of her beautiful face,obviously blushing from the compliment and then her cellphone ring "Grace,would you take care of this handsome young man right here?"(Grace Mom) "i''m sorry Arthur,talk with my daughter about the flower, okay?"(Grace Mom) said with a smile ,and then she goes outside to answer the call and then her daughter come... , i was mesmerized by her beauty for fraction of second until she says "What do you need ,Kid?"(Grace) ''What??,what do you mean by calling me a kid, arent you a kid too!!''(Arthur) "uhh..,yeah umm.., i need a flower bouquets"(Arthur) "Ah yeah?,go figures,What kind of flowers,do you need?"(Grace) said with a monotone like voice "Peony,please if there''s one"(Arthur) "Do you want,combined flowers or only peony?"(Grace) ''What''s with that monotone like voice anyway?''(Arthur) "Peony only"(Arthur) "Okay, do you have the money?"(Grace) she said while smirking and sparkling eyes looking at mr.piggy ''did she just smirk at me?''(Arthur) "Hmph,of course i have a money,it''s in my piggy bank!"(Arthur) "is that so"(Grace) all of a sudden, she forcefully takes mr.piggy from me and crush it with a hammer "Wha?,hey! what are you doing.......?"(Arthur) ''Wait,a hammer?,where did she get it? Mr.Piggy!!!!!!,NOOOOOO!!!''(Arthur) looking at my ashen face,she actually let out a giggle her giggle sounds like a siren trying to get the sailors hypnotized so they capsized their ship i think i blank out a second,her beautiful girlish giggle was.. otherwordly? i forgot that he just hammered mr.piggy to death,i guess it''s hammer time? "let''s see..,there''s about $250 in here,a peony bouquets costs $65,here''s the rest of your money"(Grace) "uhh...,yeah thanks,may i know your name?"(Arthur) "hmm?,ah.. you can call me Grace"(Grace) after that fateful meeting and mr.piggy sacrifice,i almost goes to her flowershop everyday,so i''m not fighting some random dude anymore Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work!we talk about all sort of stuff,like what hobby she have and what grade she is in, which apparently at 8th grade if there''s nothing else to do with her 8th grader friend,she''s helping her mom in the flowershop after school after a few weeks getting to know each other,i kinda got curious about her and want some outsider information so i ask some 7th grader random dude in my class about a girl called grace "Grace?,you mean Grace Friedrich, our school flowers?"(Classmate A) "So,she''s popular?"(Arthur) "Are you serious?,who doesn''t know her in our school!,since she''s beautiful and all plus with her cool personality"(Classmate A) "in our school,she''s called Ice Princess ,they say when she looks at you,your heart will be frozen and when she smile your heart will melt"(Classmate A) ''Pfft,Ice Princess he said,hahahaha....,more like Demon Queen!,if only you knew man....''(Arthur) "She rarely smiles though,maybe when she''s with her girls clique,and if you''re lucky enough"(Classmate A) "why do you ask anyway?,you like her or something Arthur?,well if it were you, maybe it''s possible"(Classmate A) so why did he say if it were me , it''s possible? i''m not bragging or anything , but i''m a handsome boy with blue eyes and noble like personality girls in class call me Clumsy Prince ,a title deserving of myself clumsy because sometimes i go to school, with bandage in my face and head,they doesn''t know that it''s because i got beaten up by freshman highschooler and they won''t know because i said, i just fall from stairs, and sometimes from pebble in the sidewalk apparently my mother comes from a noble lineage from England ,she''s not telling me specific stuff though, just that i got a noble lineage in my blood pretty sure it has been tainted by my father''s blood,i heard my mom says, once i ask why did you choose to marry a scum human like him she said that, he''s used to be a very reputable and rich man from his father inheritance,he own a few big company in U.S but because of a scandal on insider trading in the stock market news got out, his company group stock price plummet ,and because of his lifestyle in high society so he got in debt from gambling, need to sell all of his assets,and then you can figured out the rest can''t blame him though,he''s just stupid because his father pamper him, and because my mom loves him, she can''t say no to any of his request which lead to us being poor,even though my mom work in a lab on pharmaceutical company, i don''t know what she does though,obviously making drugs? she could possibly cooking Meth,she could also looking for a cure on cancer , don''t know and don''t care either now, on my mom''s birthday,my father died from cardiac arrest,tragic indeed. but i''m happy atleast that f*cking leech is dead,i might miss him though afterall i''m his son,even though he''s a faggot i remember the last time i saw him, he''s drinking alchohol in the sofa with this sorrowful look on his face maybe he have alot of regret in his life,but there''s no cure for regret,life goes on. that day, my mom cried alot,and by alot i mean everytime she saw his favorite sofa,it makes me sad too,maybe my father has his uses too,or so i thought "There''s only you and me now Arthur,your father is gone,mom will take care of you"(Mom) "i love you,son"(Mom) "Love you too,mom"(Arthur) she said in our house ,after his burial while hugging me now, i would''ve thought with my father''s gone,my pocket money will increase, and my monetary crisis will end unfortunately it doesn''t goes like what i want, my mom said that, all of it go to my trust fund for university or college i was like ''the f*ck'', i want to eat some ice cream and stuff without compromising my lunch money,f*ck college and universh*tty! ,i want my ice f*cking cream!! petty right?,maybe but that''s the way i am,they say when i was in kindergarten,i got personality disorder,dual personality and those kind of sh*t i can at one time being kind,and being angry in another at seconds interval some say i''m a bipolar child,i disagree though,because it''s obviously just my other personality acting up anyway after a few months after my dad is buried,mom bring back a man in his thirties,to our house "Arthur,meet your new daddy"(Mom) "Hello Arthur,your mom talk alot about you"(Man) he said while offering a handshake,and smiling,he seems nice but maybe he''s a snake inside! trying to get my goddess like mom huh?,you need to pass the gatekeeper m*therf*cker! so i grip his hand while giving it a squeeze,and pressure it with my hand "he''s a good kid..."(Man) he smiles,while wincing in pain ''huhh..,pretty good man..,act strong in front of my mom huh?''(Arthur) "i know right?,he''s my son afterall"(Mom) so yeah,that''s how i met my step-dad,do i have a choice in it?,obviously no ,afterall i''m my mom good-mannered,kind and handsome son besides.... he''s rich,he''s a doctor and also own a few hospitals in West coast,they met on this Medical Conference in Chicago he said to me that it was love at first sight,so they get to know each other,few dates here and there and apparently they love each other. great!,as long my mom''s happy,and of course i''m happy that he''s rich too,oh and his name is Fred Vilhelm,obviously Scandinavian or something so my mom maiden name is Rachel Luvenia and because Zenford is my father surname so my name became Arthur Vilhelm after they got married what in the f*ck...,what am i a viking? unfortunately because my new dad''s house is in California they decided to move there,with me in tow of course so i moved,there''s no tearjerking goodbye with Grace,no... but i will remember her forever, my childhood sweetheart Chapter 2: The Legacy Author''s Ramblings: do expect inconsistency either in the story or word count between 1-2k, i''m an amateur after all. Chapter 2:The Legacy Warning: Explicit Language --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I¡¯ll tell you something good, in my live as a kid, even with all those fight and violence i looked for i know nothing about the fight itself if you can punch back and evade some of your opponent punch ,it can be considered fight for me basically it''s a caveman way of fighting, that¡¯s why those group of high school shit bags are shouting something incoherent before and after the fight oh, yeah haven''t tell you this before, but i got advice from Grace "If you''re afraid of getting ganged up, why not make a gang yourself?"(Grace) "I¡¯m not afraid!.....,that''s.... Genius!"(Arthur) "i can''t believe, I¡¯ve never thought of this before"(Arthur) "that''s because you''re stupid, isn¡¯t it?"(Grace) she said with her trademark giggle, sometimes if you''re lucky enough she will let out a laugh that sounds like a ringing bell''s from heaven, truly a mystery with her demon-like personality by lucky enough i mean your misfortune ,yes ,she will laugh at your misfortune. i know i said I¡¯m smart before, but most of my said "brain cell" is allocated to figured out how to save endangered animals and world hungers sounds like a lame excuse to me ,you say? ,no.. f*ck you!, you''re the lame excuse!, *huff...huff... *cough anyway, continuing where we left off the first day we came to California via airplane, it was in the evening and we got our own driver waiting in the airport pick-up area, with RR Phantom it''s black colored cars with a California car plate ,that white plate background and red writing, what can i say , i like it here already. "Not bad, Fred-dad"(Arthur) i said while giving him a thumbs up "Yeah?, well you should wait until we go home to say those words to me"(Fred-dad) my mom just let out a gentle smiles in the back, looking at our interactions after we got inside, the driver start up the car and off we go, and step-dad and mom is obviously acting like a new married couple yeah, don''t mind me ,I¡¯m just going to look outside for scenery ,before long we goes through the city and into the mountain range maybe i won''t live in the city after all, a villa on the mountain doesn''t sounds bad at all. and that''s when i heard a loud bang , and my vision blanked out without knowing why, last thing i saw was a lot of trees, fire and fred-dad taking out his necklace ,that got a ring with a crescent moon symbol in it and trying to let out a sentence out of his mouth, he''s obviously going to die with how much blood he got on him, and so am i with a blood clouding my vision. This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it. "In..herit.. the... Legacy Art..hur.." was what i got from trying to decipher his croaking word. i just wish , i could said i love you mom , once more before i died. unfortunately wish , was not mean to be granted. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- and then i saw a blinding light, coming out of nowhere "Yiipp" what''s that sound ? , also heard more sounds like that around me , unfortunately without knowing where the sounds come from , the sleepiness got me sometimes along the way of sleeping , i felt way too cold and it seems my sense of smells is amplified a few times so i could smell the frosty air around i can''t seems to open my eyelids yet because it''s too heavy , but i could somehow rely on my instinct and nose to go around ,i smells my birth mother too whatever she is , it seems like she got fur all around her body and when i tried my best to walk close to her, i knew right then that i have four legs with no hands. fortunately being so close to her fur kept the cold at bay. I¡¯m confused. what is hands?, and whatever she is? how do i know these things?, what am i? sleepiness got me again, with this warmth that separate the colds air around me, it is hard to not get sleepy, unfortunately I¡¯m hungry i can''t go back to sleep yet, i need something to ease it. as if my birth mother knew what i need , she nudge me to her side, where i felt other presence like me, and by her intention i got closer and felt a nub and by my instinct i put my mouth around it, i knew that my hungriness is no more. on the 4th time I¡¯m awake from my sleep ,it seems to get colder and i tried my best to snuggle more through these warmth. the first time i wake up after i felt those colder times, it felt warmer somehow. i sleep again because it felt warm and drowsiness love warmth. the second time i wake up to ease my hunger by drinking my birth mother milk, it felt more warm and i can''t really sleep , so i tried to open my eyelids using my meager energy to no avail. so i slept once more because I¡¯m tired. the third time i wake up, it''s getting colder once more, and it seems the other presence around me hates it too, and the only way to fight these cold is by sleeping. so i sleep once more the fourth time i wake up, the cold felt biting to my skin i hate it, it hurts the other too, they start to whine, and my birth mother curl his body more which seems to help. repeating those times and action , i don''t know how but i knew those four times is , morning, noon, evening,and night by how cold it is at those 4 times, night is by far the coldest. day passes by just like that, around the times i could open my eyes I knew it then, that I¡¯m a Wolf.