Hm… I haven't posted something for a very long time and decided to write a fic for you. I apologize.
So, this fanfiction will be dedicated to Glen, Glenda and Chuck. The twins, who are also a young prince and princess, wanted to find out how their father became king.
Let's get started!
It was a normal Saturday night. It was about 7:45 pm and the young prince and princess got bored. The twins decided to go to their father to entertain them somehow. So, after leaving their royal chambers, they went to a very luxurious living room. The house in which the Ray family currently lives was more like a very rich house than a castle. It was very beautifully decorated both from the outside. so it is inside. There was a swimming pool, a children's playground… So, something took me the wrong way. So, the twins left their room, walked through a long and beautiful corridor decorated with various paintings, and went down the stairs. we passed by the kitchen. where their mother, Queen Tiffany Valentine Delilah Ray, was cooking something, and they went into the living room where their father, Charles Lee Ray, was sitting. Glen was the first to speak:
"Dad, entertain us somehow."
Hearing his son's voice, Chucky put away the book he was reading and put his kids on his lap.
"How can I entertain you?"
The king asked with a certain grin. The children fell silent. No one knew what to say, and so Glenda asked,
"How did you become king?"
The question caught Chucky off guard. He perfectly remembered how he got to the previous king and queen, how he learned to be a worthy ruler and in the end… How he had to fight with his foster father to get the crown.
"Well, I'll tell you how I got my crown."
- the king began.
It was a very difficult day for the royal family, as the young Prince Charles Lee Loman Reinhardt Ray was being prepared for tomorrow's battle. These were the rules: if the future king did not justify his crown in battle and fell, he would be exiled. So. Chucky knew. that if he loses, he will be lost. But he was strong. He went to training every day, including weekends. Everyone came to this battle: the subjects, the royal family, and other rulers. So, the arena. Everyone is making noise, everything is buzzing. The king enters the stage. He was wearing protective clothing. His shoulder-length red hair fluttered in the wind, and His posture was straight. His gaze fell on his opponent. His opponent was his son. Chucky was also wearing protective clothing. His long dark red hair was braided in a ponytail. A minute of silence. Suddenly the Queen's voice is heard:
"Dear guests! I'm glad to see you! Today we will find out if the young prince is ready to accept his crown. May the strongest win!"
- After these words, a roar sounded, and the battle began. The King attacked first. Charles defended himself. It took literally 2 minutes, and Chucky noticed his girlfriend Tiffany among the trebunal. He was distracted by her, and at that moment the king struck. The sword slid across Charles' left eye and blood gushed out of the wound. The prince clutched at his eye. but he continued to defend himself. The king took hold of the handle of the sword with both hands, swung and… Didn't hit? Yes, that's right. Charles's sword was across the king's sword.
"Now it's my turn."
Chucky said in a low voice and pushed his father away from him. The fight started again. Unexpectedly for the prince, the king knocked Charles's weapon out of his hands. Charles was stunned… Then he looked at his father. Suddenly, a menacing roar sounded. The roar was like a lion's… Rather, it was a growl. Charles has multiplied his sharp fangs. His nails became sharper, and his right hand turned completely black. A tail appeared from behind. It was all about voodoo magic.
"Hi! I'm Chucky! Wanna play?"
- Chucky said something childish and attacked his opponent. Thunderclouds appeared in the sky. And now, already tired opponents are walking around each other. The king's sword had been knocked out of his hands long ago. And then a blow. The blow was made by the king with his hand. He slapped his son in the face, which caused his nose to bleed. Charles wiped away the blood and thanked his father in return. The blow was made with the back of his hand. The king has fallen. There were voices in the stands. And abruptly everyone shouted and clapped for the new king. Charles is already scared. Suddenly someone jumped on him and grabbed him by the neck. He recognized the jump. Tiffany. he turned to her and was just about to say something when she kissed him on the lips. The kiss was gentle. Chucky put his arm around her waist. The kiss stopped. Both turned to the former king and Chucky helped his father to stand up.
"This is your new king now!"
Albert said with joy in his voice. Everyone welcomed the new king.
"Long live the King!"
"That's how I became king."
Charles said with pride in his voice.
"And that's how you got your scar."
Glenda said, pointing to her father's left eye.
"Yes."
