Black And White ((Devon & Anthony))

In a world where everything truly is black and white there is two prominent families that run the show.
But before I talk about them maybe I should explain this world, many people refer to us as fairies. But what we really are is guardians, yes we do tend to the seasons but we do so much more. We keep the balance so that there is never too much of a one thing, be it or good or bad. We wield several powers, the ones on the white side wield them only for light and good things, spreading luck and happiness and the black side uses their powers to promote evil, they become muses inspiring you to do bad, give you wicked thoughts, they can even use their magics to start fires and burn entire villages to the ground.
The two families I mentioned before are the royalty of the sides they reside on, and of course both sides have thousands of followers, as well as a royal court. But what the followers and even the children of the kings and queens don't know is that both sides royalty have been abusing their powers as well as their minions, after all you have to have someone doing your dirty work.
The kings and queens of both side are about to under go a test of sorts sent out by the grand council. The Council long ago feared this would happen and when the oldest son of the black side was born he was given a soul mate which happened to be the daughter or the white side born not long after him. The Council agreed never shall they meet unless the balance was being threatened. That time had come and the council has taken matters as much as they can into their hands, planting the idea to have a grand ball in the king and queen of the white side and another seed to crash said party in the oldest son on the black side. Tonight him and his friends will breaking into this ball with the plot to crash it but both royal children will walk away in love. For this will be the future, by ruling of The Council.


Ashe awoke to someone knocking on her door, she was being reminded to wake up from her nap to get ready for the grand ball her parents where hosting tonight. She looked at the beautiful white and black dress hanging from a hook on the wall. Quickly getting out of bed she looked to it and to her reflection in the full body mirror and closed her eyes and opened them, the dress formed on her body and she smiled. It hugged her curves in all of the right places, filling her figure nicely. Opening and closing drawers she quickly found her hair brush and ran it through her long white hair a few times and she put it up into a neat bun, she then applied her own make up as well as some well placed silver jewelry and then applied her black mask. She loved the Masquerade theme of the night.
Ashe smiled to herself and then walked over to the door and pulled it open making her way down the grand stair case, she could already hear a few people talking and a piano being played, some party goers had already arrived, she looked around to see if she could see anyone she knew but the masks hid the identities to well. Before she could give it to much thought her parents called her to them, bowing her head she walked over to them.

Saen was hanging out with his friends walking around trying to burn time they walked in and out of markets. "Man, there's absolutely nothing to do..." he sighed. Darian, his friend looked at him. "Hey, I got an idea. Let's crash the white's big dance." Saen scratched his head. We where supposed to try and keep the peace between both sides but a little joke wouldn't start a war "Yeah, sounds good to me. What do we have to do?" Darian smiled,"Well, hopefully there's a tailor around here, it's a masquerade ball and we have to look perfect or they'll know we aren't from that side."

The palace tailor made quick work of young prince Saen's order and both him and Darian looked mighty prepy. They laughed at each other, they couldn't help it. Everyone on the black side thought the whites where to uptight, and not just in clothing but in manners. Saen was worried in the back of his mind about not being able to pull this off but some strange feeling inside of him was telling him that he had to, he had to be at that ball tonight. The final thing the tailor did was tell them of old tunnels from this castle to the white castle so that they could break in without being seen, before either of the boys could try and lie and say that they weren't crashing the white dance but the tailor just smiled at them and walked away.

Saen and Darian quickly made their way through the tunnels and up into the white castle and to the ball room without being seen, smiling at each other over the victory they pulled on their masks and walked in. Darian quickly grabbed a woman and started dancing with her but Saen wanted to look around first, he walked to the food table and ate a few finger sandwiches while he was there he over heard several guys talking about the princess and pointing at her. He looked to where they where pointing, there was a short raven headed fair skinned beauty standing next to the King, he was talking sternly to her and she looked really upset by what he was saying but she held her head high. He started walking slowly over to the thrones and waited until she stepped down, he would cheer her up and expose his joke all in one, after a few dances he would kiss her and pull off his mask and Darian would follow suit and they would run out of here and be able to laugh about it for weeks. Smiling to himself he met her at the end up the steps and held out his hand to her, "This dance please my princess?" She smiled weakly and placed her hand in his, the second her skin made contact with his he felt a spark, he furrowed her brow, what in the world, he thought to himself but he didn't have time to say it because the princess lead him to the floor and started dancing. Every time she placed her hands in his our their skin touched he felt her, beyond the level of her touching him. Many dances went by and he had yet to find it in his self to pull off his mask, much less kiss her. He took her hand and led her out to the balcony. He needed to breathe in something other then her perfume and he face looked flushed, stepping out of the ballroom with her in toe he let go of her hand and walked over to the railing and gripped it, breathing hard. He had messed up, he knew it. He should just tell her who is is and get Darian and leave, no harm no foul. Now all he needed was the courage to turn and tell her his thoughts.

The kiss was extraordinary, something Saen had never felt before in his life. He'd kissed many different women before, but it was always meaningless to him, a conquest, a goal achieved. This kiss felt much different to him, like something he needed all his life. The kiss went on for a while, and he rubbed her back gently as he slowly pulled away. He looked into his eyes through her mask, he could feel the sweat coming down his face. "Wow....That was something..." He now got really nervous, he'd never felt something for a woman before, something besides lust. "I.. I hope you enjoyed it, ma'am..." He then looked at Darian who was slowly walking towards the Queen, ready to remove his mask, when he looked to Saen for a signal. Saen gave him a subtle hand wave, signaling him to hold off on the prank.

All of a sudden, the king stood up, put his goblet down on a nearby table and clapped his hands loudly. "My guest..." The room was silent. "I do hope you have been enjoying yourselves tonight, but it is near that time. At midnight, as we have done every year, we throw our masks in the air and reveal our faces to each other." Saen and Darian both tensed up immediately. SHIT! They never knew this part of the party, and Saen was especially recognizable with a scar on his face. He turned to Ashe. "Before the mask throwing, there's something I have to say...."

Saen then reached up to his mask. "Just...Don't scream." He grabbed his mask and slowly lifted it off his face. Soon, his face was revealed, he had a very attractive face, with black stubble across his face, but he styled a goatee along the lips and chin. He had hazel eyes and his hair was long enough to reach the shoulders. His bangs didn't cover up the obvious scar along his face, from above his right eye moving diagonally along the bridge of his nose and stopping at his cheek. "I just want to tell you that even though we are of rival families, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever had the privilege of seeing, let alone kissing. I hope to see you again sometime, but I don't want to be ripped to shreds by everyone here, so I say goodbye for now." While the crowd cheered and threw their masks in the air, Saen snuck by everyone to get to Darian, who was about to remove his mask. He grabbed Darian and they managed to sneak to a hallway and go down some stairs.

Saen and Darian walked out of the main door in the mansion. Darian turned to him as they kept walking. "Well, that was a big waste of time. I didn't get to do what I wanted, and we almost got caught."
Saen sighed. "Wasn't a complete waste."
Darian scratched his head. "Well, I'm going to sleep and put this night behind me. I'll see you later."
Darian went a different direction and Saen went back to his home, a gigantic black mansion. It screamed gothic, from the black dead flowers to the looming gargoyles, but it was his home and sometimes he found comfort in it, but most of the time he wished he never had to walk through these doors. His parents where insane, between rituals and chatting to blood orgy's these walls had seen it all. He pulled open the big door and was greeted by the servants, he made his way into the main hall. "Hmmm...Where are my parents?"
He kept exploring until he heard some weird noises, like chanting. "What is going on now?" He opened the door, barely able to see anything, the room was dimly lit, he could barely see anything, he walked deeper in the room until he could finally see his parents. They were in black robes chanting some ancient language as they slit a goat's throat. Saen was shocked immediately as they bottled up the blood. "Why are you guys always doing stuff like this?!" The parents looked at Saen. "Oh, you're early."
They led him in and shut the door. "We heard through the grapevine that the princess of our rival family is really beautiful and still unmarried.  We're going to have you marry her. Her parents  will deny this claim, but we want you to force your hand. Use whatever you have to do to sway the princess. But before that, you have to learn how to consummate the marriage. You must be the only male within the whole city that has not known a woman. Tonight we will teach you." They brought out a naked girl who was bound, gagged and blindfolded. The then position her so her legs were spread apart. The father then went over to her. "I will show you how to take a woman's virginity." He then penetrated the woman as Saen looked in horror and his mom put her arm around him. "Saen, you're an adult, time to act like one. I'm sorry we had to show you how to do it, but you have to grow up sometime." The dad kept thrusting inside the girl telling her dirty things and pulling her hair. The girl was crying and whimpering until he finally  his father came inside of her. "Ohhh, I didn't think it'd be that quick. You have a tight pussy whore." And he smacked her ass hard. "Ok, son, your turn." Saen looked at them knowing he would not be able to this, he was sick, he needed to empty his stomach and then he needed to get back to the White side and get Ashe and take her far from here. Thankfully his parents told him they would not watch, they trusted him to complete this task, as they shut the door behind him. "We'll give you some privacy. Saen walked over to the girl, with the lights turned down, he didn't realize that the girl was Ashe. He started panicking, how could he have let his dad done that? How'd they get her so fast? "I'm going to get you out of here, I'm so sorry they hurt you."  He was unbinding her and he pulled her into his arms, she was pale and her skin felt clammy. He then took the blindfold off and was slightly revealed that it was a different girl with different eyes. He could finally catch his breathe but that didn't make this right. He quickly took the girl to his room and bathed her and dressed her and fed her. He would then hand her over to a the only hand maiden in the house he trusted. The girl wasn't Ashe, but she belonged to her. The girl needed to be returned there and needed to be taken care of. There was no telling what else his parents had done to this poor girl.