Given a Second Chance

The Dark Prince

A/N: So, when I should be studying for exams, I'm writing my fantasy story. Sigh, midterms in less that 3 days. I don't want to take it thooouuuuggghhhh. Anyways, enjoy the chapter! To be honest, I was shocked in the sudden surge of popularity of the story, so thank you very much for reading!

Sure enough, I got a handful from Felicity when I came home.

"Why didn't you use the carriage? Don't you know how dangerous it is? Not to mention, you'd just recover!" And blah blah blah. I sort of zoned out. I think I liked her better when she was meek and scared.

"I'm fine, Felicity! Really. It's just way too ineffective. I get home way quicker and it saves quite a bit of money too. I'll tell Father I want to stop using the carriage." Felicity looked like she was about to argue but she sighed and decided against it.

"How was school?" She tried to change the subject instead.

"It went well," I responded nonchalantly. She narrowed her eyes at that.

"Well? No issues at all? What about that Alice girl, and your fi-, I mean your ex-fiance?" Felicity asked with suspicion.

"I dealt with it," I said. Or at least I hoped I did. Alice was also in 2 of my other classes, and she didn't glare at me with any murderous intentions all day. As for Alex, considering the past Camille had quite an obsession with him, I had almost no classes with him, save for one -weaponry. He didn't even look at me; no relief, no anger, no nothing.

"Dealt with it? What do you mean?" She looked extremely curious. I gave a smirk and told her about my day. She got a little angry in the beginning ("Those little bastards!"), but she calmed down as my story progressed. She got especially curious when I told her about that black-haired jerk.

"Wait, dark hair, dark eyes?" She exclaimed.

I nodded. "You know him?" I asked.

"Everyone in this kingdom knows him! Do you know the commotion that resulted in his birth?" I still had no idea what she was talking about, so I continued to look at Felicity like she was crazy. She rolled her eyes and continued.

"17 years ago the king and queen gave birth to their second son, Michael. The problem was the parents were both light-haired with light eye color, while the baby had dark hair and eyes. Everyone had thought one of the monarchs had an affair until he presented 5 years later. He had an affinity with dark magic. He became known as the dark prince after that, and often avoided."

I guess genetics isn't really a discovery yet. As long as one of the parents carry the gene for dark hair and eyes, it's all chance from there. Though the royal family has been very lucky, with everyone maintaining their light hair and eyes.

"Why is everyone frightened of the black element?" I asked. The light affinity was just as rare but is headed as a god-like magic. Felicity quiets at that. She looked around as if making sure no one was in the room.

"Now this hasn't been confirmed or anything. But thousands of years ago, there has been said that a unique race existed. They were pure evil and lived to just kill. They took on no form and used dark magic. The races of the world, including humans, came together in a temporary alliance to subdue the 'demon' race and stop the chaos that was happening. They have never been seen ever since, but dark magic became a creepy sign, reminding people of the auspicious race." She looked a little sad at that.

"You're not scared of him?" I asked. I certainly wasn't. I just wanted him to stop glaring at me, but I do feel a bit sorry for him. From the looks of it, it looks like even his parents are at least a little scared of him. And the problem is something he can't even control, whether it is his genes or magical predisposition.

"Yeah, he's weird, but the kid hasn't ever done anything evil. Plus he's highly talented with his dark magic, and has even caught some bad guys before." I whistled.

"Surprised he's even interested to help others, considering they all hate him," I told her. She smiled bitterly at that.

Felicity thought for a moment. "Problem is, why does he hate you? From the rumors, he's never rude to anyone, and although quiet, he has perfect manners."

"Gee, I don't know. Maybe it's because of that thing I have, what's it called, amnesia?" I said with every hint of sarcasm. But inside, I was wondering why too. I apologized, so even if he has fallen for Alice, why is he still so angry? Well no matter, it wasn't my problem anyways.

I started walking outside.

"Where are you going?" Felicity asked.

"To practice my magic. Don't follow me," I gave her a warning look. I walked to the garden, taking my magic books with me. When I arrived, I gave a deep sigh and tossed the books to the side, and sat down.

I tapped by fingers together, thinking. I had no idea on how to do this magic thing. The books expected for you to know the basics and that as a child you are already supposed to sense the 'magic' around you as a baby. Therefore, I didn't even know where to start.

So I sat there, closing my eyes, trying to feel this magic thing. There weren't directions for this part, so I tried to improvise. Meditating was my method. For the first few hours, absolutely nothing happened. I almost came to the conclusion that I was insane for trying this at all. So I tried another method.

My element was water. Which means I should be able to control it, no matter the source. I sighed, I should have brought a glass of water. I turned to something else and saw the roses. Considering that I was highly inexperienced this was very unlikely to work, but. I shoved my hands out, concentrating. Focusing on the roses, I urged the water to be sucked out, squeezing my hands.

Sure enough, water was pulled out, and the rose wilted. But the water itself was harmless, maybe a cold at the worst? Moving the water around -it was quite fun, really (H2O!)- I kept thinking. Again, if I can control water, why can't I turn it into ice? Quickly, I came up with the method.

How does water become ice? Temperature reaches below freezing, energy is reduced, and molecules pack together. And so, I imagined the water condensing, and it being very cold. Slowly, the liquid started solidifying and the sample became more difficult to control. After a few seconds, a headache crept in, making me lose my focus.

"Ahh," I groaned reaching for my head. But I was grinning. There was no way anyone else was ever going to say water is useless ever again. But for now, I'm going to take a nap.