The Blackguard.

Author's Note.

Hey reader's sorry for the inconvience, but please be aware that I uploaded the chapters in the wrong sequence and I would like to extend my sincere apology if the chapter through you off. So here how they are suppose to go.

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER 1 (16 YEARS LATER)

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

And Im currently working on all the other chapters. Thank you.

LAST OF THE CHAPTER 5

WARNING! Dark graphics, language, and s****l scenes ahead! Contain r**e!

HENRY'S II P.O.V

Running my hands through my hair I tried to grasp the situation that has given me nothing but misery these last few months. I have been trying to keep my distance from James as much as I could, but that asshole wasn't making it easy. Always mentioning to my mother how he would like to get to know me better and that he has always felt that I was like his own son.

Sickening me that I had to stoop that low for the fucker, but I couldn't well ahaaid and tell them that I was going to overthrone my own father, now could I?

But James was giving me a new level of anger that I have never felt before and right now all I wanted to do was barry that man with the f*****g sharks. James had made my life a living hell these few months and I was trying to figure out how to get back at his tenfolds. He had constantely pushed all the limits that he could with or without realizing it, but I wasn't going to tell him. Just because we had a understanding on a matter, that didn't ment I was going to make it easy for him.

Now sitting here and pulling my hair thrugh my fingers, I felt as much as FOOL that James had breifly discribed to my father while I overheard them. That had pissed me off royally and all I did after that was leave. I couldn't stay there and listen to my father sor-of agree with James. I had taken myself to the training grounds and asked my best friend for a spar. But when everything came to mind about James and my father, I had nearly lost control and almost killed my best friend. I small part of me wanted to apologize but walking away was the best option. I didn't want to apologize and had never apologized before and sure in the hell wasn't going to start now.

But that wasn't the only thing that made me angry. Dominiah. I , or rather the men that I hired, to find her and they still have not reported anything. No information at all. She wasn't suppose to disappear, but she did and I didn't know the first place to look ffor her. I had gotten a little intel on who she was and good thing too. I needed to know more about her. She is daughter of the chief of Blackguards and was kidnapped when she was young by slave traders. Thhen she went from one village to another. Then it was a boat over the sea and more villages and cities until she was brought here.

I remembered that day but not too well. She was mostly covered in mud on every inch of her body. Her hair contained grass and leaves that would tell that she had slept on the ground. Her vivid eyes starred at everything around her in wonder until they reached me and I was lost. I knew that she was five which made me two years older than her, but I had thoughts that I didn't even know I had. All kinds of very sexul images went through my mind and all the things that I could do to her. But being that young I knew it was wrong and so I ignore it. To a point that I couldn't ignore it anymore. Then at age twelve, I r***d and killed my first woman and I felt good. I felt power like never before and I wanted to do it again. I had no remorse so I left the dead woman in the alley. But everytime I would f**k a woman to oblivion, I would always imagine Dominiah under me. Starring at me with those hazel eyes of hers. Full of fear. I wanted all of them to look at me with fear. But she never did. She always challenged me and always pushed me away. She didn't show feear like all the other maids and servants. She looked you dead in the yes and told you everything that would go through her mind.

Several months ago, I suspected that it wasn't the first time that I was on the endge of death. It had been a few years before but I know that Dominiah had something to do with my poisoning. She was the only that had the gutss to do that. Nobody else had it in them to anger the prince and yet she did. Because she ws strong, stronger than anyone could ever imagine. And from what he overheard his mother and after hard f*****g that lady in waiting Jolie, I knew exactly who Dominiah was, or at least some of her own secret that she had kept hidden while she was here.

Thinking off all the signs that were there, I knew that I was an i***t by following here alone the day of the attack. I could have locked her up and kept for a special collection. But no, for some f*****g reason, I thought I could handle anything that she dished out for me. Boy was I wrong. Not only could I not able to handle her, but she was far more advanced and out of my league. She knew more than I ever did. All the main areas to hit and all the main areas to avoid when in a fight.

Shrughing my shoulders, I knew I needed to get out of this room and have little fun tonight. I could releave some pain on someone else and to em it felt goood. Watching them thrash around and scream above their lugns even though I had told them that no one would be able to hear them. But those bithes just scream and scream until they get their throats soar and horse to a point of not able to even make a sound as small as a mouse.

I walked out of my room and walked along the corridore until I came to hanging tapestry. It was of the old castle before it was rebuilt and the old part of the village. My father had wanted one as a remembrance.

Whatever that ment. I thought to myself. Glancing in every direction, I made sure no one knew what was behind here. An old part of the underground castle with trap doors still intertwined with the new castle, but onlly a few people actually know of them. I had explored every inch and had blocked of those that would be of use to while others I left for an escape route. I wanted to make sure I had several and by several, I mean five. I thought that was the right number so I just left them and hid them within the castle walls for my and my friends personal use.

Gowing down the dark starewell, I didn't need a light since I knew this walk by heart. Turning left and walking several meter until I saw a torch lit, I knew that my friends have already chosen a selection for the evening. I was just hoping that there would be more than one so I would at least get rid of all my pinned up rage.

Walking towards the torch, I took a turn left and walked the lit path. My fingers were sweating and the excitement in my steps were overwhemling for the urge to kill and f**k. Tonight I wanted to forget everything about James and focus mainly on my pleasure.

Coming up to a wooden door, I pushed it open to a large room. The walls were covered in dirt while the room was clean. Beds and table were set in varies of corners for different entertainments.

My friends were already there with no two but three women tied to chairs with gags in their mouths. The girls had tears runnning down their eyes while they were silently crying. I almost felt sorry for them by bring tied up and not able to do anything becasue of some sick monsteers. But hell, I'm that monster and I loved every minute of it. I lived for this every minute of the day wondering when my next would be. Most of the times I imagine that it is Dominiah thriving under me and I juat cant' help but loose control. It is the best feeling I could ever imagine and I just can bring myself to stop,instead, I just push forward to ephoria. Which is why I lived for this moment of every single day.

"You're here, finally." One of the men said grinning from ear to ear and lighting a cigar. His name was Jack, Marquess of Delerose. He was my best friend and the only one that could probably talk me out of things.

Glancing around I noticed, Valantine, Baron of Terash was holding a blonde down and ssecuring her feet and hands in stir-ups.

Guess he wanted an early f*****g, I thought to myself and chuckled darkly. I wouldn't mind that, but I wanted to inflict pain first. I needed some release.

Looking around I spotted David, Earl of Cambridge grabbing a a bullwhip and taking a few swings at the wall with it and leaving a few sharp but edges on it. Shaking my head I glanced around to find my last buddy. He was no where in sight and I wondered if he was even coming.

"He's going to be late." David said as if he was reading my mind. "He wanted to take care of something."

We were talking about our last buddy Lynn, Viscount of Thursad. He was probably the riches man around them and yet maybe even risher than the king himself. He was already twenty five and got his money from rare good.

You know what I mean?

"He better show his ass up soon." Jack growled filling his cup full of ale again.

I just laughed becasue that's how Jack. He hated to wait, not for anyone. Walking over to inspect the girls for the night, I noticed that they don't seem like the normal batch that he is used to. In fact, these look as though they might be from a great house above peasant race.

"Where did you get them?" I asked looking at Valantine. He was in charge of the underground slavery ring and he usually saved the best for us. He was a professional to the rarest of things and well, womem were his speaciality.

"They just came in on the ship last night." Valantine answered grabbing the other of the girls and hanking her towards one of the beds.

" Wait." I said grabbing the girl's wrist and pulling her slighly away from him. She had red hair. Just like Dominiah.

"This one's mine." I rasped out looking right into her eyes. She had the gag still in her mouth but the water works still haven't stopped. A brief moment I thought I should let her go, but it disappeared as fast it came and fater that, I wanted nothing more than distroy this person in front of me.

Chuckling and grabbing her chin with my fingers leaving brusing marks, I gazed into her dark eyes and saw nothing but fear. Smiling like a moron, I knew that tonight going to memorable.

Valantine had release the girl's arms and nodded at me before walking to the blonde. He knew I preferred red haids. It made it more enjoyable for me. The only thing that made me hard and seem closer to Dominiah. I had told my frineds about what I thought about red haids and they had called me a sick bastard. Well it takes one to know one. As they weren't as much as bastards as I was. Screw them and everyone else. I will be however I want.

Ignoring the screams and tears running down the girls' face, I secured her in chains around her wrist and feet. The chain hung from the cealing fully secured and unable to be moved by anyone, not even himself. Her wrist positioned in upward direction making her hang in a parerell direction. I wanted to rip away the flesh on her bones little by little until they bled. I wanted her to scream all she could while trying to get away from the pain that I inflicted on her. Then I was going to take it slow.

I finished securing her ankles when Lynn dedcided to make his face known. But he wasn't alone. He was holding onto a very pretty brunette and she was deathly pale and visibly shaking in his arms. I was sure I had seen her somewhere but I cound't really place my fingure on it.

"Where the hell have you been?" David said. "I thought that you had to take care of something then be here in no time."

"I did." Lynn said smiling. "I had to take care of her nasty of a so called husband of her's."

The girls started scrying silently while grabbing onto the wall for support.

"Please, just let me go." She said timidely while tears streaming down her pale face. "I haven't done anything wrong."

"But your husband did." Lynn put in while tightining his grip on her arm and brusing it in the process. "And I still have things to collect. And since he's not here you're going to pay for things that he stole."

"My husband never stole anything from you Viscount." She cried hysterically and trying to get away from his grip. Lynn tightened his grip and nearly threw her over the bed. She landed on the fardest side hitting the wall in the process.

"Stay there and keep your mouth shut." Lynn said running a hand through his black hair. "She gives me a f*****g headache. Alwaays this and that. As if I would believe that her husband didn't take anything when I saw him with my own eyes."

The brunette silenced her cries to a minamum and all they heard was silent weeping after a few minutes. During this entire time, Valantine contined to f**k the blonde non-stop and finally screams of horrow could be heard from her.

I turned around to look at what was happening and Valantine was now ramming her from behind with a wooden stick. He pain was heard in the dirt room making it music to my ears.