It Begins when the clock strikes 12

-akane-: Hi readers! Warning: this is my first fanfic.

Today was no normal day for a certain prince. It was his 18th birthday. He and Rasiel turned 18. The day was spent with his loving mother, and before he knew it the day had pass and the sun set over the horizon and it was time for him to start getting ready for bed.

He went to his room. Then into his personal bathroom and started to fill up the tub with water, not to hot and not to cold. He striped down and got in. He spent about two hours in the bath, soaking up the relaxing time he had gotten. After he got out he dried off and put on his pajamas and lied down on his bed, not bothering to cover up with the red silk sheets or comforter. His nicely combed blond hair covered his eyes and was decorated with a crooked tiara. His face, for once, was expressionless as he drifted to sleep on his king sized bed.

The prince's room was strange at first glimpse. The walls were white with blood red splattered all over them, the carpet black, a large book shelf filled with tons of books, a desk and leather swivel chair that Bel enjoyed spinning in, sliding mirrored closet doors that lead to a huge walk in closet filled to the brim with clothes he hardly whore, and a old grandfather clock that had been passed down to the youngest in the family. Since Siel was born first, by only a few minutes, Bel got the beautiful clock, he actually liked it too.

Little did the insane prince know, his life was about to take a wrong turn down a never before traveled path. As the clock chimed out at twelve, something began to happen to the sleeping prince. He began to be engulfed in a puff of smoke that came from the clock. Then with a 'poof' it disappeared to reveal a tan mink that had Bel's hair style and a tiny tiara perched on his head. It also had a black ring of fur around each paw and his tail. His ears were brimmed black, too. He was inside a stripped shirt way to big for him now that he was so fluffy and small.

Bel awoke when he heard the clock finish chiming. He opened his eyes and noticed everything was bigger than he remembered. The flipped over and struggled out of the shirt and walked to the side of the bed. It was a long was a long way to the floor, but still he fearlessly jumped to the ground and summer salted into the wall. He scurried to the bathroom and took a look at himself in the mirror. 'What the hell happened to me? Oh. My. God. How did I become a mink for crying out loud?'

He tried to all for help not being able to open the locked bedroom door but all that came out were unnameable. Nobody was going to understand his mink language.

He made hi way over to the bed when his sensitive ears pick up sounds outside. He looked over to the balcony glass door and saw Siel unlocking it on opening it to enter. He left it wide open as he crept to the bed. He soon realized it was empty and started rambling through Bel's desk.

The little creature ran to the intruder and bit at his ankle. Siel winced and pulled Bel off him by the tail, holding him close to his face to inspect the vial creature that had dared to bit the future king. "Usheshesheshe, what do we have here? Bel has a pet. I wonder if he would enjoy seeing you gutted on his clean desk?" he said with an evil grin. He placed Bel on the desk and held him down as he reached into his pocket to grab a knife.

He placed the cold silver against the back of his neck and made a small cut that bled instantly. Bel struggled and finally made it out of Siel's grasp and jumped to the floor and ran out the door and then jumped from the balcony. It was practically Suicide; Bel's room was on the second floor. The cold wind ruffles his fur as he felt and Bel felt the sting of the weather. It had rained yesterday and the earth was cold and wet, not to mention muddy.

Finally Bel landed in some bushes of the garden outside his room. He shook his head trying to shake away the dizziness he felt, and then made a break for the woods. Seil fallowed not too far behind. The little creature jumped fallen trees and splash in the mud witch, seemed to cover him completely in just a few minutes. His fur got heavier and weighed him down. Little pieces of twigs and pickers got tangled in it too. Siel chased him until the sky began to light up, morning had come to save Bel. Rasiel stopped and decided to return home to rub it in Bel's face that he had killed his pet and disposed of the body in the woods where he would never find it.

When Bel was sure his brother had not fallowed him he crawled into a dead hallow log and curled up and fell asleep shivering from the cold breezes.

Well what do you think? R&R please=]. I hope to get the next chapter up soon, realy soon. The more reviews the faster I work^-^ Yay i'm wierd like that.