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Arcadia

Authors note Hey guys this is the prologue to my origional story on Wattpad where i am going to upload more chapters to my story if you want to read click here

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Prologue

IF THERE IS ONE THING THE RICH AND THE ROYAL KNOW HOW TO DO. ITS HOW TO THROW A PARTY. Officially it was then 125th anniversary of the Arcadian's victory against the, ' creatures'. Celebration towards life. At least that's what her father said when he had too many glasses of whiskey down his throat.

But to Amaya it was just another excuse for a lavish party and for Botox bitchy housewives to spend their husbands money on a new dress or the new collection Jimmy Choos. It was a pointless celebration. Nobody had even known what these creatures were , what they look like , or if even exist. The war wasn't even written down in any history books . everybody just knew that it happened 125 years ago. The only thing they know about them, was that the only came out at night and kill in an instant , But maybe even that was a lie too considering the curated picture there caliber of people had already placed upon themselves, how could one know the truth?

"Come on Amaya , it will be fun" Akari exclaimed from the corner of her room. Scavenging through her best friends closet for a purple ribbon to tie the back of her corset.

Amaya cursed , still rotting in bed like she has been the entire day . She dreaded the thought of attending the party. having to talk to dukes , Duchesses, lords and ladies that want to get a good word in with her so that her father will offer them more land or collaborate with them for whatever business venture, all evening was not appealing. She would rather rot.

"No! I dont want to , let me just sleep the entire party off." Amaya shouted form under the covers , still trying to regain her sleep that was rudely interrupted by her best friend.

Akari huffed , turning to Amaya with crossed arms, "you know William is going to be there.... And Kathryn".

William was Amaya's first real boyfriend and she couldn't imagine a world without him. A bit Cliché, but true. They started going out two years ago when they were both 15. And since then, everything has been perfect between them, or at least that's what Amaya thought. Ever since Kathryn Vandera , came into the picture, William started becoming distant with Amaya, he stopped sending her morning texts , he wouldn't come over with the flowers anymore and the only source of information she had on his life was through the gossip that Akari would tell her when she came back from whatever party she was at. And it hurt her a lot , it really did because at the  end of the day she knew that no matter what she would do almost anything for him, even if he didn't want her anymore.

the mention of William peaked Amaya's interest, she quickly jumped out of her silk sheets and ran to her walk in closet. Hurriedly she searched for the white backless dress that she and her mother had gone to pick out a week prior. The dress was stunning , the most beautiful dress that has ever been existed in Amaya's opinion. It was a custom-made one with diamonds encrusted from the top to the bottom, Amaya was even surprised that her mother would willingly let her wear something so ' revealing'. Her first thought when she saw it was , ' maybe this will get his attention'.

" well, somebody's eager" Akari laughed as she watched Amaya rummaging around for the dress that she had in her hand. 

" doesn't mean that i won't just leave in the middle of the party" Amaya Retorted grabbing the dress from Akari's hand. She began to fumble with the buttons on her top, quickly undressing as she realised how much time left she had to get ready.

"It's funny how you think you're parents wouldn't notice you disappearing mid celebration"

That was true her parents watched her every move like a hawk, and analysed every little thing about her before she could even go into the public from hair to her skin to her clothes (sometimes even shoes) . They didn't even allow her to go to school with Akari And all their other friends even though it was considered the best in the world. she was completely isolated her entire life . well, not really with the amount of balls and gala's that she had to attend, but she always felt like she was missing something. Something more...

Once Amaya had laced up the back of her dress Akari instantly dragged her over to her vanity and started to undo Amaya's twists whilst Amaya started to do her makeup. As she undid each twist , Amaya's long dark coils fell against her back forming a sea of soft waves in their wake. Her hair was absolutely mesmerising , her hair alone was something that every women wished they could have. Akari loved her hair more than anything, she loved the texture of it and how each coil was unique and different. Once She screamed when Amaya wanted to go get a silk press done, crying about how she would loose her coils and her hair would be ruined forever , she was so loud that even the guards had to come up and make sure that they weren't kidnapped or dead. Akari began to braid the front two pieces of her hair , and tie them and tie them together. Her masterpiece had been completed.

Just as Amaya had finished doing her makeup, four loud knocks echoed across her room. She and Akari turned their heads quickly to the direction of her door as Aki came in , fully dressed and looking like James Bond stepped through a youth portal and came back 10 years younger... an hotter . " you guys know that everybody is waiting for you in the ballroom right?" He enquired.

He , like his younger sister was otherworldly , he looked like a fallen Angel, who only crashed landed on Earth by chance, in order to grace us with his beauty and perfection. There was no denying that he was way more handsome than William , more handsome than anybody in both Arcadia and Everglade and most likely the entire world. However, what God gave in looks came back in bite. There has never been a single conversation between him and Amaya where he wouldn't shit on her about something . Even though he was two years older than them, he's been on her ass ever since they were kids.

"You look like shit" Aki exclaimed , resulting in a chanel lipgloss being thrown at his eye form his sister., "Do you ever stop?!" She exclaimed with frustration. ''where would be the fun in that?" he replied with a sly grin, " but you guys do really need to go"

"Fine" Amaya grunted , standing up from her vanity chair going across the room to pick up her gold heels. "We'll go" she stated struggling to put on her heels as she waddled out of her bedroom , making sure to grab her hoop earrings from her jewellery dish as she made her way out of her bedroom and down the hall to the ballroom.

Geez, it's going to be a long night...

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TWO HOURS LATER AND SIX GLASSES OF CHAMPAGNE DOWN,Amaya could still feel the pain in her feet, no matter how hard she tried to ignore it. She was currently captured by the Duke and Duchess of Althea, they were trying to talk to her about war analytics, and how best to prepare themselves if the ' creatures' from 125 years ago will come back. Amaya gave half-hearted answers , the ones that she was trained to give ever since she was a child. she wasn't really paying any attention to their remarks. To her the creatures were just a myth , they didn't exist.

She glanced behind the couple , looking towards the Dance floor, seeing that Akira was still on their after two hours straight. She gazed at her best friend in amazement wondering how anyone could dance on heels for that long Or how they could even maintain their social battery for that long either , considering hers was already burnt out within the first 15 minutes.

Sometimes Amaya wondered why they were friends she wasn't much for parties like her best friend was and in most ways they were the complete opposite of eachother. Akari was the IT GIRL of her kingdom ... and pretty much the world, everywhere you could go , you could see her; on magazines , billboards , advertisements and even phone cases. She was more of a supermodel than a princess. Who knows how her parents let her get away with that Amaya on the other hand was the type of princess to only show up , in the New York Times in a frilly pink dress that she would be ridiculed for ,  for years. Being the princess and next in line to the throne of the biggest and most powerful kingdom in the world didn't really give many options for self expression , since in her world image was everything. Maybe it's because they're both rich or the fact that they are both Royal. I didn't matter in the end because they loved each other more than life itself.

Whilst she was forcing herself awake whilst talking  to the duke and Duchess of Althea, She felt a familiar hand swipe across the small of her back. " do you mind if Amaya is excused for a minute?" Her golden Prince Charming had finally come to her rescue drawing her away from the couple. Gosh , they were worse than the conspiracy theorists in the city. "Thank you" she smiled looking into his deep blue eyes , that looked more like giant obsidian rocks, he must have been drunk too.  he pulled her in closer by her waist and sloppily whispered in her ear , "Come with me". He clasped their hands together and dragged her across the ballroom towards the stairs

"William, where are we going", she drunkenly giggled as she ran with him up the stairs hand in hand, she had suddenly stopped looking behind her to see if her parents would notice her sudden disappearance from their festivities. 'Would they really care if she was gone for just a moment' she thought. William took notice and tugged her arm in his direction, the look that he gave her was all the reassurance that she needed to go with him. She never really could stop herself from being whisked away by her Prince Charming.

Childlike Laughter echoed across the castle halls , as they ran father and farther away from the ballroom. She probably shouldn't have gone with him so easily , they still needed to talk about their relationship, why he was ignoring her , what are all the rumours she's been hearing about him and where they actually stand as a couple. But she was too drunk to have that talk. All she wanted to do was be with him.

As they were running down the corridor she noticed the familiar pattern of ancestral statues an painting's that she walked by everyday. sure she was drunk, but she wasn't drunk enough to not know her way around her own castle. This was the corridor to her bedroom... he was leading her to her bedroom.

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As they entered her bedroom , William quickly locked the door behind her and before she could even register , William captured her lips in a passionate kiss, pressing her against the door. Once sweet and passionate kisses turned into rough , hungry ones almost as if he wanted to devour her. " you're so fucking beautiful , you know that?" He gasped between shallow breaths.

Amaya moaned as she felt his hands roaming against her body, kissing him back with just as much passion and desire. His hands slid to the back of her legs , signalling her to jump. He lifted her and placed her against her drawer leaving soft kisses down her neck as he began to place his hands on her leg , slowly inching up her thigh. Her hands tangled in his hair. unbeknownst to both letting out a golden glow as she did so. She tugged on his golden locks, as if to beg him for more

He lets out a lowly chuckle " you really want me don't you" he smirked, causing Amaya to turn away in embarrassment. "Don't worry angel , I'll take care of you" he whispered before picking her up again , Amaya's legs wrapping tightly against his waist and walking them across her bedroom towards her bed . He gently laid her down on her silk sheets. Climbing in between her legs, he took off his suit jacket and shirt and connected his lips to her neck placing soft kisses against her chocolate skin.

She felt him harden against her core as he bucked his hips against hers yearning for friction between them. He began to unzip his jeans and a sense of dread overcame Amaya. To say that she hadn't thought about what It would be like to sleep with William, was a lie. She wanted this , she wanted to to be with him, she wanted to give everything to him. William was everything , her light and joy. She loved him , she really did,  but then why did she feel so horrible ? As if every cell in her body was telling her to run away or vomit or do both. Why did she feel this pit of dread fill within her as his hands inched closer towards her—

"Wait" she whispered

William froze "W-W-What, what's wrong?" He stuttered panic flooding his eyes.

"No, i just..."

Before she could finish her sentence a scream echoed across the corridor. Amaya quickly jumped up and ran to her mirror quickly fixing her makeup and hair in the process before rushing outside her bedroom trying to capture where the scream had come from. It didn't take her long to decipher it though as a choir of screams, echoed down the hall. She followed the sounds screams through the jungle of corridors with William close behind , leading her all the way back to the ballroom.

Just as Amaya reached the ballroom doors and placed her hand on the gold doorknob the screaming had stopped, she paused for a moment, her mind racing with questions. What could have been so terrifying to cause such screaming , what could have shut up the entire ballroom In a millisecond. Was the two lunatics from before right about the 'creatures' coming back to Arcadia, no. They cant be real , that's impossible how could they? She had told William to go through the back entrance to the ballroom just in case anybody had gotten suspicious as to why they were together.

She slowly twisted the, doorknob , opening the door with uncertainty yet making sure to be quiet as she did so. Horror entered her heart as she gazed upon the once white and pristine ballroom walls which were now stained in deep scarlet. She observed from the top of the staircase how there were no dead bodies around the ballroom like one would expect there to be with the amount of blood splattered around. Even Chucky would be surprised to see the amount of blood there was.

Throughout all the chaos and confusion She caught the eye of her parents, wo were covered head to toe in blood. They practically sprinted up the bloody stairs, to check if their heiress was alright. The king and queen bombarded her with questions ; where was she ? , why did she leave ?, why didn't she tell anyone she left?, was she with anyone? Her mind rang numb by the end of it giving half-assed answers like she had earlier with the duke and the Dutches of Althea.

"mother." Amaya turned at her with sudden seriousness , "do you know if anybody is missing?!"

"I don't know darling." She replied softly, placing her hands on either side of her daughters head , as if that was going to soften Amaya's gaze.

In a flash Amaya was leaning over the railing, her parents tried to protest they didn't want any more bloodshed , but that did not stop her. She looked down from the staircase searching through the crowd of blood covered people and went through every family frantically looking for Akari's there were the Rutherford's , the Kingsley's , the Westwoods, the Marrows. Almost every important family was there and they were all alive. Even the 'creature' conspiracy theorists was still there, she thought that their hearts would have given out by now.

After what felt like hours Amaya had finally found the Tanaka's . They were they were in the corner fo the ballroom all huddled together. Mother , father and daughter, yet where was there son?

What happened to Aki?

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