"Creep!" Voulge's voice rang out across the whole house, making everyone come out to see what the commotion was about, which of course, had something to do with me and, like always, I would be blamed for it, even if there were multiple sides to the story, no one cared enough about me to believe what I had to say over Voulge's word, which meant that I would be cleaning up everyone's dishes and clothes for weeks, even if it wasn't my fault, which it wasn't. All I had done was simply ask if she could let us all take a group photo so we could remember these times in case we didn't get back together, and everyone I ask immediately thinks I'm some stupid kid, especially Voulge.

I had never really got to know Voulge, she was always on missions, while I was never on missions, that meant that everyone else knew me and knew her, and then there was me, who was just trying to fit in with the rest of the group, but was greeted with insults every time I tried to talk about fun activities that we all could participate in. This made my resentment for the rest of the group grow, I must admit. Katana, Loch, Guisarme and Rapier understood my ideas, but the rest of them treated me like I was dirt, and nothing more. This just fueled the fire that had been boiling in my bones for weeks, the want to leave, to just go off on my own, away from the others, forge my own path, not be subjected to a world of following the people that acted like they had more power than me, so they got more power than me. I was getting fed up with it, especially everyone then acting innocent to me like nothing they had done in their lives was wrong, and that butter wouldn't melt in their mouths, while I was the idiot who did everything wrong, and was just lucky that they were forgiving enough to keep me in their company, and now this.

Being called a creep by someone who hardly knew you was just mean, teasing Rapier playfully about his relationship wasn't right either, but when everyone else did it, it seemed cool at the time. Then everyone seemed to turn on me and blame it all on me to Voulge, which simply ruined any friendship that could have been made, but creep was too harsh. I turned on my heels and stormed into my room, where my already packed bag was waiting, with Adrianus sitting confused on the top of it. I grabbed the bag and the cat ran up my arm and perched on my shoulder, sensing my hostility towards the rest of The Storm, he stared at each of them, flecking his tail in a way that a lion would have been scared.

"Fine, if you people didn't want me here, you should have just said" I yelled and ran to the stairs, where I ran down them faster than most athletes could, all the while with people yelling for me to come back, with the loudest voice being Voulge saying remarks to the others like

"He is just being an attention seeker, he'll be back," sure as hell I would be back, but by that time, I would be a king, and have an army at my disposal, which was more than any of them would have if they continued their melodramatic lives like they were going now.

I went and hopped into the red ferrari, where I dumped my bag in the passenger seat and left Adrianus free roam around while I pulled out, then sped off, leaving that accursed house far behind me, I had already taken my fair share of the money that we still had, which was over a trillion dollars in cash. I drove out of town and into the pastures beyond, feeling free and happy, which I lived for. That mansion just reminded me of my time in C.L.O.U.D. which wasn't a memory I needed. I pulled out my phone and set the map to Sandros, the capital of Sloce, where my parentage came from, and where I was rightful heir to the throne. The phone picked it up immediately, and the car was soon speeding down the highway, with about 1,000 kilometres to go before I even reached the border, but that gave me time to formulate a plan, work out what I was going to do to get there, what I was going to do when I get there, and most importantly, how I was going to deal with the ruler that had usurped my position in my absence.

I turned up the music on the radio, which rang out perfectly in the car, while Adrianus fell asleep on the bag besides me, but I didn't really care, this was going to be our home for the next however long, he was allowed to get comfortable wherever he wanted to, and I had no problem with it as a way of getting rid of another distraction, not saying that I did not love the cat and love his company, but when you are speeding in a supercar, trying to reach your destination as quickly as possible, you want as much focus on the road as possible.

The road was lovely and smooth, with the most beautiful scenery, making the landscape just become amplified, mostly because of the lack of houses on the side of the road, with little to no cars coming up or down the highway, which surprised me, until I remembered the fact that there had been a massive war between Sloce and Gambrene, the kingdom I was exiting with such haste, if anyone saw me coming from the Sloce side, they would welcome me with a warm embrace provided I had a valid reason for speeding out of the opposing country, such as being a wanted criminal.

The ride was great, no one to stop me, no one to confuse me, no one to annoy me, it was basically Christmas come early, and the present being silence, only my own choice of music and my cat to have to listen to, and they were both worth my time, unlike certain other things. The car had no hindrance apart from the occasional town, which had long since been deserted because of the constant clashes between the warring nations. This land, which had once been controlled by Glaive's family, was now unofficially run by the king of Sloce, who wasn't the brightest of the bunch, but had good military advisors by his side from what I had read. He himself wasn't very imposing, with anger management problems and quite fat, he wasn't exactly going to be hard to overcome. He was surrounded by guards at all times, but by the customs of our country I could challenge him to a one on one duel to the death, with the winner gaining all the rights of the other, just like how the old ways taught my parents before me and their parents before them. My life was going to change when I became king, that life I dreamt about could finally come true. Settle down with a wife and have an heir to take over when I am gone, and then rule in whatever way I want, most likely prepare my army to attack Dres, and no doubt win. But that was way in the future, for now I must first focus on the task at hand. That was the main goal, get there first, then deal with the rest later, whether it be ten years later is irrelevant at the moment, all I need to do is get there.

The landscape reached a point where the lush forest like areas was replaced with desert, this only spanned about 10 kilometres, but it was still long enough to make me start to worry about what made it like it was, as it wasn't a natural formation that was for sure. It just appeared in the middle of nowhere, and then disappeared as fast as it appeared, it was like some sort of bulldozer had gone crazy and destroyed everything it wanted to. It looked like it had been cleared for some reason, and while I did not know what it was there for, I sure as hell wasn't going to stick around and relax to see what happens, not with the past 48 hours still ticking in my brain like a time bomb. I drove into another town, where there was a small group of people, who looked at me cautiously as I drove through them, but they seemed nice enough and parted for me to get through. I reached the end of the town and drove on, picking up my speed again. The thing that bugged me most about this was the lack of police cars. I had driven a stretch of highway in less than half the time that it should have taken, and yet no one had stopped me, I was almost disappointed, if there had been a survey, I would have filled out unsatisfactory for my treatment to a chase, or to the amount of law enforcement in this area, which was nil, I literally wanted to stab something out of frustration, but everything in the car meant too much to me for me to stab it, so I resorted to just flooring the accelerator pedal and heading down the road way too fast to be safe.

Of course, the only reason there was no cops was because of the war, and so anyone not a civilian that wandered in these parts would be attacked, fortunately, because I theoretically didn't exist, I passed as a rich civilian, so I passed through land owned by the Mafia and other terrorist movements, who were only there for themselves and the people, who they were so called 'protecting' although, from the look on their faces, the civilians had an easier job with the Mafia's help than with the government's so called support regime, which did nothing but line the pockets of the rich, aristocratic level of this country, who were greedy and selfish, if anything was going to happen when I got into power, it would be for all these vulnerable people out here to have education and health where it is needed, even if it wasn't my kingdom, it was still because of my kingdom that people like the kid and selfless people in the towns that I continue to pass by are so vulnerable, meaning that no matter what, I would be there to look after them, through the high times and low times, through thick and thin, through everything I would still be there for them, ready to guide them into Sloce's community if it ever got to a point where they needed to. There was no way I was going to let some idiot lord over people like this just because he wore a crown on his head. His face was going to feel the pain of all those people, his conscience was going to be filled with all the death that he caused, and I hope that he breaks down, that he realizes what he did was wrong, for me, that would be the greatest triumph of all, to see him finally brought to justice for what he did and think about what he should have done when he dies by my hand.

I drove until about 10pm, when I decided to call it a night, I pulled onto a secluded road, parked the car and sat there thinking for a few minutes, then reclined the chair, which was specially designed for this, into a flat bed, where I lay down and before long I was asleep, not worrying about what the rest of The Storm were doing, not even caring about myself, simply dreaming and letting me take my mind away from the real world and into the dream world and beyond.