Chapter 1

Nezumi POV

It's not my fault I'm not like the rest of us. "Demonic Prince" they say, yes I am a Prince but not a demon. I don't even know what I am.

My father is the King, and not just any King, but the King of vampires. Vampires hunt humans and suck their blood and life force whilst me, I prefer the blood of a vampire. Yes, I am a vampire too, very ironic but I can't control my thirst, I wasn't the first but I am the last. The first was my great grandfather; he was cursed by a witch to hunt his own kind. Many know the story to be real whist others decided not to believe till now. The officials of my father who knew the late King my grandfather knows the story, they lived long enough to serve him and they know what killed him "THEM"

They were so scared of what he might do next, his thirst and hunger for vampire blood grew so much, every prison became his meal, and suddenly he became obsessed with the organs of vampire infants too and so they had to plot to kill him, it wasn't easy to kill him quickly, since he was the strongest of them all but luckily they got help from my grandmother, she loved him but feared for my father life a well when he was only a young lad. She was scared the king might kill their own child and so she help. Very brave indeed but died in the process. I don't want to be like him.

When my father found out about my appetite from my mother (the queen), he got depress. My mother was broken when she first saw me feasting on my friend in my room. Blood was everywhere and my fangs were on Louis's neck, sucking his life force, he had a shock expression on his face before he died as I continue to suck his blood until tears run down my cheeks, I couldn't stop the tears and neither could my mum. She just froze and stood there. I was so ashamed of what I did and what I've become.

The next this I know, I was forbidden to go out of the Kingdom, the rest of my friends were ask to stop seeing me. I was locked in my room with heavy bars and they kept feeding me human blood which was disgusting, I couldn't even bring myself to smell it. Where they get it is still a wonder although I know my father made a deal with the humans, he will support finance and in return they supply blood in plastic bags. It's peaceful that way, no more way or killings. They are lucky to have a compassionate partner who is a royal blood vampire. We are stronger than humans in anything, strength, skill, speed, smell, taste even beauty. We stop aging at the age of 25 years; some later than that. But ones we turn 200, we age again and turn to look like humans who look 40 years old when we reach 400years. I am a vampire but I can never understand these bullshit aging crap. Our only weakness is the sun and of course witches. They are the only ones who can differentiate between us and humans, and they hate our guts, only a few love the change my father made and even help him by making portals called the gate between my father's kingdom and the human world although other vampires still snicks in but they are quickly hunted and found by the men in black (some human hunters who hunts vampires) their company is also loyal to the human (finance as usual) and so the vampires are brought back by them and locked in our dungeons for their punishments for disobeying the King's rules. Trust me, although they adore their King, some hate this new system he added. We are vampires for cry out loud. The witches of course live among the humans. I was looking through my window when I heard a knock

"My Prince" I heard the knock again

I rolled my eyes, clearly annoyed

"What do you want" I yelled back.

I heard the lock turned off. "Wow, he is brave, I thought they were scared of me" I thought to myself

The door opened and he stood in front of me.

"Here is your drink my Prince"

I glared at him when he pushed the cup in front of me

I don't want it"

This is not human blood, it the one you prefer best

I raised my eyebrow clearly irritated

I took the cup and sniffed it. He is right; this IS a blood of a vampire

It's been a week since I tasted something as good as this. I drank it immediately. I could hear his thoughts Disgusting! He should die like his grandfather!

Ones I was done, I handed the cup back to him

"Thank you my prince" he bowed as he took the cup

"Whatever hypocrite" I muttered as he walk towards the door and locked it

"I fucking hate those bastards" I sigh. Suddenly feeling dizzy I closed my eyes and let sleep take over

"Are you sure about this, he is a vampire after all"

Yes, we can use him as one of our test subject

This is interesting

I heard voices as I try to wake up, suddenly I realize I wasn't in my room anymore, where I was had a bright light which hurt my eyes so much. I try to move but was completed tired up on the bed

"Oh you are awake your majesty" the man smirked

He was in a black suit which made me realize he is one of the men in black. There were three of them, all armed with some machines in their hands, guns I think!

"Let me go, where am I, what are you trying to do to me you bastards, did my sick old man put you to this?"Let me go?" I yelled

"Wow, such a poisonous tongue, how old is he again?"

"Ten, apparently he is the only survivor" one of them said to the other

Only survivor? What are they talking about...?

To be continued in the next chapter