The Crown

Lucas opens the golden door. A glowing light hit his face which forces him to squint. Lucas pushes his blonde hair back and continues to walk forward. Underneath him is a red carpet leading to the throne. Lucas follows the red carpet and on each side of him there are knights with gold armor bowing down to him. Lucas smirks, he loves it when people do that.

Lucas finally arrives at the throne. He sees an old man with blue eyes and a grey beard. He was wearing a red crown on top of his bald head. Lucas dropped to his knees and bowed.

"Hello son", bursts the king.

Lucas looks up at him "hello father, King Thomas".

"So what brings you here at my throne"?

"I wanted to let you know that I am still interested in the position you have available for the kingdom. Sir, I want to be the next king."

King Thomas chuckles, "Lucas, you are next in line, when I die you will become the knew king".

Lucas smiles, "Thank you sir".

Lucas turns around and walks away. He couldn't believe that he could be king.

"Hey Lucas", yells a mysterious voice.

Lucas turns over to look and he sees a man in a black skin tight suit and a black mask. Lucas could also see the man was holding a knife.

Lucas's eyes widened, "Who are you?"

The man takes off his mask revealing his scarred face. His dark hair was covering his red eyes. "My name is Axel and you die today."

Axel's hands glow bright red and orange. Beans of flames burst out of his hands. Lucas runs as fast as he could to escape this man. Axel grunts and throws more fireballs at Lucas. Lucas ducks, rolls, and jumps over the fireballs.

Lucas runs to the golden door and kicks it open. Lucas looks up at the throne and his heart sank. Axel got to him first. King Thomas was laying in the red carpet unconscious. Lucas dropped to the floor. His eyes started to water.

"This can't be real", he whispers. "This must be all a dream."

But it wasn't a dream, it was all real. Lucas looks back at the corpse and realizes Axel is gone.

"I will find you, Axel, and I will kill you just like you killed my father."

.......

Lucas sits down on a black chair. Kings from all over the world came to support this tragedy.

"Hello people of The Kingdom Of Zenox, and other kingdoms. I am a preist, my name is Father Miller. Today a highly honored man was murdered by a mysterious man who can manipulate fire. His name is Axel. We don't know why he would do such a thing but his target was King Thomas."

Lucas stood up, "He wanted to kill me too."

The crowd stared at him, "Yeah, Axel wanted me dead as well."

The preist covered his jaw, everyone gasped. What was going on? Why are people worried? Lucas slowly turns around. The crowd got even more scared once he did that. Lucas's eyes locked onto a pair of red eyes. It's- it's Axel.

"Hello Lucas, we have some unfinished business", roars Axel.

Knights with gold armor rush to the battlefield. Axel dodges the swords and shoots out fireballs that connect with the knight's armor. One knight came running in but Axel took his sword and stabbed him right in the chest. Lucas was shocked. Axel is taking down the army of Zenox. He can't be stopped, there is no way Axel can be defeated.

"We surrender", yells one of the knights.

Axel's hands extinguish, "Lucas, come with me."

Axel pulls Lucas by his arm and walks away from the funeral. Lucas didn't fight back, he knew he would lose so there was no point.

A blindfold was put on Lucas's head. He knew this was the end. He will die today, just like his father.

Lucas fell asleep.....

He woke up and realized he was in a dark room chained to a table. Lucas began to scream and pull his arms out but it hurt so bad he had to stop. He couldn't move his feet either. Lucas could hear footsteps getting closer to him. This is probably Axel, he is going to kill me, but why? What did me and my father do? Lucas shut his eyes, tears pouring down his face. He didn't make a noise because he accepted defeat. He accepted his demise.

"Just do it", Lucas whimpers, "Kill me already."

The footsteps stopped. Lucas could finally see who this person was.