The awoken demon

I grew up a strong, and courageous man as I wished to be when I was little, I was almost everything any woman would wish for, strong, tall, handsome, fearless and gentle.my dad on the other hand was old and already growing weak, but he still had his muscular stature, and alot potentials, he could still defend himself perfectly on the battle field. when I turned ten, dad put me into training, I was trained on swords and archery, I learnt how to fight and kill, to defend and protect, being a prince there were threats all around, from every dimensions of the world,so I was seriously trained to counter any form of attack,my father had many enemies no doubt, alot of people craved to conquer our kingodom,but that didn't matter, for dad had always aroused victorious in all the wars he had with the other kingdoms, although mom was not getting any younger herself, she was still as beautiful as ever ,my brothers were little no more, we had all grown up to be fund of each other, we all practiced and trained together, wined and dined together, that was till it happened, i couldn't understand it then and neither did my brothers Jason, Carson,and Benson. we were at war with the kingdom called "The Vikings", I and my brothers were at the battle field together, we fought with all strength and might, i exceptionally killed hundreds of men alone, "Draco!" someone called from afar, I turned Immediately turned to know whom it was that had yelled my name with such a tone. a tall, muscular, blood thirsty looking man stood right in front of me, challenging me to a one on one battle, "today I shall reunite you with your ancestors" he said, "today you shall testify that I lucar was not just called the beast for no reason" immediately he lifted his heavy sword and placed it above his shoulders, advancing towards my direction, although he meant business,I couldn't help it but ask, which black Smith it was that crafted that his sword, it was made of titanium, one of the strongest metals in the land and it's handle designed with gold and silver, it was just so captivating, I was lost in the admiration of the sword when he swung it at me, before I could regain my consiousnes and defend my self his sword stroke mine and I fell hard on the floor, my sword slipped of my hands as I landed on the floor and fell the opposite direction, and he raised up his sword the second time and swung it at me again, I dodged it and reached out for mine, grabbed it, and stroke back at him, and so we stroke at it each other back and forth continuously, till I decided to use my signature spin stab move and missed, he hit my sword off my hands,and gave me a big punch on the face, he rushed at me again as I tried to regain consciousness, and grabbed my neck wanting to strangle me to death, at this point I was totally helpless,he was very much bigger than I was and stronger, there was no way I could escape that grip, at least that was what I thought, but something magical happened that moment, as he heeled me down there with no source of escape, I could already feel my self travelling to the great beyond, but something inside me was in disapproval, I could feel it's rage and anger, it's want and desire to destroy and kill, I could fell it taking control over the body and before I knew what was happening I started growing nails, my eyes turned red, my skin turned red, and I grew tiny horns and a tail. my tail and eyes were burning in flames, and I could feel my self getting stronger, I held his two hands which he had used to grip my neck and separated the both of them, as soon as my neck was free I turned non hesitatedly and smashed his head on a rock, he died instantly. although I had killed lucar, I wasn't feeling satisfied, I still wanted more, I desired more blood, "God I had become a demon" I said to my self, but I couldn't fight it something, else was in charge, i killed thousands of men that day, not excluding my own men, my brothers were lucky enough to escape, but they were brutally injured by me, they recruited the remaining men and retreated back to the palace, "shut the doors sound the alarm he is coming!" Jason yelled, the alarms were sounded and all the soldiers of the palace surrounded the gates, ready and armed for battle, most of them weren't at the battle field so they didn't know what they were expecting, but by the look on all the Prince's faces, they knew it would be something huge, I woke up and found my self lying in the midst of thousands of dead soldiers, not knowing nor remembering what had happened, I could remember was lucar's hands on my neck strangling me to death, "maybe i had fainted instead of dying when he was strangling me" I thought aloud, "and where are the soldiers, why did they leave me behind" I kept on wondering, "or maybe no one made it out alive" still thinking, I searched around for my brothers bodies and found none, all I could find was the bodies of my men, one of my most trusted and loyal men, I mourned as much as I could and buried those I could, then I headed straight for the palace. the gates were still shot and soldiers and knights hovered above them, as I reached the gates the guards opened the gates as soon as they recognized me, I walked straight to the meeting room(where all the pillars of the kingdom meet to make decisions) , a guard announced my arrival to father before I could go in, dad was sitting on his throne and my brothers by his right hand side, as soon as I saw my brothers I was overwhelmed with joy, "brothers you all made it" I said making trying to hug Benson, but he quickly rushed off his seat and hid behind dad, I could sense fear in his eyes and that of the others, except dad, dad was a man of pride, it was very hard for him to fear anything, he was a warrior whom had conquered many lands, fear doesn't run in his blood, "now tell me exactly what happened out there Draco" dad asked,"I don't know dad all I could remember was being strangled to death and awakening again in the midst of thousands of dead men"I replied, "my brothers seemed to know exactly what happened,why don't you ask them?" I further intoned, "shut up Draco!, you devil" Benson said still shivering behind dad, all my brothers were frightened to say what exactly happened, so dad had to summon the chief guard to explain exactly what he had seen, " it looked like a standing bull with muscular arms and tiny horns, it had a tail in flames, red skin,and it was fierce and blood thirsty, it killed all our men and that of the Vikings too, we manged to escape but not a single Viking got out alive" he explained, "you mean a bull did this to you all?" dad asked, "no my king, it looked like a demon,it could have been the devil himself" he further explained, "dad it was Draco" Jason managed to gain a little bit of courage, "Draco?" dad yelled, turning to my direction "is that true?" he asked, I was speechless, I couldn't remember anything, no matter how hard I tried, I tried to defend my self when two guards walked in, they were seriously injured by the so called demon, and dad asked them what had happened to them, they pointed their fingers at me, at that point dad was now really mad, he felt disappointed, he felt that his son had turned against him and the kingdom, that I had killed his soldiers, and tried to kill my brothers, and it's only a matter of time before I came for him and the throne, so he banished me from the kingdom never to return again.