Beast

Once, there was a pair of princes, 

Brothers,

Destined to push each other around in a loving manner,

Destined to defend one another

From all evils

The elder was called Aiden,

Strong and fair, 

Noble and brave,

The perfect king.

The younger, David,

Who was lesser in all ways to his brother.

This was exactly the king the Queen wanted, for she craved power

And knew Aiden would never let her have it

And so the Queen decided he must never become King. 

One night the boys were playing in their summer castle

Really Aiden was trying to teach David how to spar

David did not agree

But both boys stopped when they heard a knock at the door

A terrible storm was raging outside, and they both wondered who could possible be out there

Who indeed.

Upon Aiden's orders the doors were opened 

And an old woman with even older rags fell on the floor

"Blankets! Hot soup!" Aiden cried and the servants rushed away to do his bidding.

Only one servant stayed,

To see the most terrible thing happen next.

David recoiled in disgust, "Toss her out, brother! She's covered in fleas!"

"We have to help her," Aiden contended. Slowly, the woman rose.

In an old, crotechy voice, she pointed at David. "It isn't your brother who has a heart only an inch deep, it's you!"

And she threw back her rags, revealing the most illuminous, beautiful creature they had ever seen

With a elegant finger she cast a spell, the energy shooting from her finger.

Everything slowed

The magic shot towards David

                                    Who froze, being only eleven

                                                        And so Aiden did what any older brother would do

                                                                              He defended his little brother.

The magic caught Aiden in the chest, 

And Aiden,

Good, noble Aiden,

Became a horrible Beast.