The Missing Royals [TMR] {Newt}

Part 4 Newt

"were fucked" I sighed as we sat in the old palace the place abandoned for years I sat on the old half-broken table in the kitchens "We have auditioned every boy of the right age within one hundred miles" I sighed as I tucked into my take away box

"and not one looks enough like him or can act enough to pretend to be the prince" Teresa sighed

"There is no way in hell we are going to get this to work" I sighed digging through my food "and If that take away thinks three prawns is a galaxy I am going to call the police" I sighed "Yay! four"

when we suddenly heard a crash from upstairs so I dropped my food and ran upstairs to the ballroom and as soon as I got up there I saw a guy stood on the dusty cobwebs covered grand floor he stood in ragged torn clothes clearly someone off the streets he was humming and dancing with himself

"HEY!" I yelled and he jumped and began running for the door so I chased after him as he bolted for the main stairwell I ran as fast as I met would carry me on the old marble floor climbing the stairs after him till I grabbed him pushing him to the floor
"Oi! Get off me!" He complained his voice was thick with cockney tone clearly street boy yet he seemed.... I don't know wrong somehow. He flipped over to his back trying to fight me off him and I looked.
He seemed so familiar to me his pale skin caked in steams of dirt where he had been out in the rain and it had washed some dirt away only to relayer it in dirt not long after, his face sweet and pretty, his blonde hair dirty and disheveled, his brown eyes like pools of melted chocolate "the bloody hell are you looking at!" He complained I couldn't escape the feeling I had seen him before then it caught my eye the grand painting on the landing of the stairs we laid on the painting of the royals on the throne when the castle was abandoned i got up and looked at the painting more, bottom corner stood the one the world has been looking for the younger son of the king the prince missing since the castle and city where abandoned and all the royals murdered. They never found the young prince and ever since the world has been looking for him,
The boy got up brushing dust of his jacket and fixing his blonde hair
"What the bloody hell was all that about love?"
"What are you doing here?" I asked
"I uhh... I kinda live here"
"What!"
"Okay! I've been sneaking in the last few days, come on this place is abandoned beats living out there" he says
"Alright, why did you come here?"
"I don't know... Big empty palace I assumed it would have a few empty rooms with a roof and maybe a few blankets' he explained
"What's your name?" I asked as somehow he seemed to have stood so he stood in line with the painting next to the family he looked so... Right there.
"Newt" he says
"I'm y/n" I smiled "you Uhhh... You on your own?'
"Well yeah... Me and my little sister" he says
"Where's she?" I asked
"I don't know upstairs somewhere" he answered
"Where's your parents?' I asked and he shrugged
"Don't remember," he says
"Come on let's go find your sister' I said and we headed upstairs to look though the many abandoned rooms "what happened to your parents?'
"I don't know, I just remember... Waking up in this little nurses house"
"What about before that? Before that?"
"I don't remember, I know it sounds stupid but... I don't remember anything before that, she fixed me up and let me and Sonya leave once we where better and we've been wondering ever since" he explained "there you are" he says as he opened the door to one of the old playrooms still stuffed with toys he went in picking up this little blonde girl she couldn't be any older then eight but she didn't speak at all he picked her up sitting her on his hip "I suppose you want us to out?" He asked
"No, come down we have some food in the kitchens, well all stay in the severance courters tonight we can heat down there not as much space but is easy to heat" I said ...