Supernatural King

chapter 2

The king had caught and imprisoned many of the female and minors that attacked him. He saw them as fragial. He saw most had been forced and abused. They were manipulated into something they knew nothing about. He was also right about most of them many had been born into the different rouge clans never knowing of the truth never seeing there own kind or any kind prosper. Those who obey the rules and stuck to the kings wishes saw the prospeorty. They never had to hide. They could live with there familys and hadnt much to worry about. For those ge capatured there life was far better after imprionment. They did not have to hide scared of attacks or abuse from others. They no longer had to live on scraps in the shadows. They were no longer in the desperation of what they had been born into. The rouges still lived this life and fought they wanted to be able to kill r**e beat and do as they want. they did not care to be prosperous if they couldnt have fun. Thier selfishness was too much. All the good things they could have were not enough because they wanted evil and the world to be there playground. Even after the king took the females and minors as prisoners and locked them into cells he had empathy. He made sure they had 3 full meals a day and had hygine products. He even built inclosed inside courtyards. For the children he had a playground brightly colored with jungle gym, sports, and toys. He even let them study and learn eventually building a classroom wing in the dungon and a extensive library. Some even had chances of being released into programs he had set up with the different kinds of supernatruals or in turn worked for the king himself. For the older females that should of know better he also gave them more than they ever had. They had more restictions that he held them to though. Most of the older ones would never regain freedom and lived centries imprisoned. Still most never complained and were actually content. They no longer lived in fear. They were no longer being hurt and ridiculed. It was far better than what there lives were. Eventually the attacks slowed down. There was maybe one attack a year. Most hope dyed of ever killing the king.