Tw: homophobia, f-slur, stabbing, death, murder, crying, mention of gangbangs, Remus being his amazing self, mention of alcohol, vomiting, sex innuendos
"Wait, please!" Roman yelled as he thrashed in the guards arms, watching as 2 other guards restrained and beat Logan just a few feet away from it. "Stop it! Leave him alone!"
"Oh, Roman... You're no longer a prince. It's not your place to be making demands." Romans mother, the queen, frowned down at him.
"Mother, please, understand that he did nothing wrong!"
"You say that as if turning my son, the next in line for the throne, into a faggot isn't something to be punished for." The queen looked over at Logan, who was panting, barely even conscious.
"Mother? What's going on in..." Remus froze, looking at what was going on. "Okay... I'm all for beating up nerds, but I am a bit confused..."
"Remus, dear! You'll never believe it! You are now next in line for the throne!" The queen grinned, clapping her hands for her son.
"But I thought Roman was?"
"Oh, your brother here made some poor choices." She frowned. "Guards, drop them."
The guards did as they were told, Roman rushing over to Logan, who laid on the ground, panting.
"R-roman, it's... It's okay..." Logan mumbled weakly. "Want to.. Want to see you."
"Okay, okay, h-hold on." Roman looked around, rushing over to Logan's glasses, that were thrown off in the beginning of all this. He quickly, carefully, put them on Logan.
"Don't cry. It's okay." Logan gently wiped Romans tears, gently pulling him down into a soft kiss.
"O....kay, well, this was fun, but I'm starting to get a bit bored, so-" Remus grabbed his sword, which he always kept on him for occasions just like this one. The guards took notice, also pulling our their own.
"Oh, gang bang, huh? Be gentle, it's my first time." Remus smirked, starting off their battle by slicing the sword through the closest guards throat, which coated Remus in blood.
"Tasty." As Remus fought the guards, someone tapped Romans shoulder, causing him to jump, looking over at them. "Chef patton?"
"That's me! Go help prince Remus," Patton went to carefully lift Logan, but was stopped by Roman. "It's okay, prince roman. I've got him. Just help him."
Roman nodded, giving Logan a kiss on his temple before jumping up, grabbing a sword from one of the already dead guards.
"You know, I like a lot of dick, but not these kinds." Remus just so happen to stab one guard right in his. "Get it? Because you have a dick personality?"
"Behind you, Re!"
Remus turned around, pushing the guard against the other before stabbing through one into the other.
"Double trouble." Remus grinned as Roman joined his side.
//
Patton quickly brought Logan, who had passed put on the way, to the kitchen, the other chefs and waiters rushing to clean off a table at the sight of him.
Patton put Logan onto the table, him, and two waiters, Janus and Virgil, quickly going to help him.
"Pulse is strong. Seems to be nothing too bad, broken nose, busted lip, and a black eye. Maybe a concussion." Virgil said, digging through some cabinets.
"Gauze is here. Rubbing alcohol, maybe some wine for the patient?"
"We don't have time for that, Janus."
"Only trying to help." He smiled, carefully cleaning the blood from Logans face.
Logan stirred. "Where... Roman?"
"Romans not here right now. I'm gonna need you to relax so we can fix you up." Patton said, slowly laying him back down as he tried to sit up.
"N-no, I need.." Logan continued to try to get up.
Virgil groaned, "give him the wine."
"He'll probably need something stronger." Janus mumbled, going to the alcohol cabinet.
"No! We're not getting him drunk. That could seriously affect how this goes." Patton interfered. "Logan, I need you to calm down. We're trying to help you."
Logan collapsed, blinking slowly. He groaned, rolling on his side before vomiting onto the ground.
"Definitely a concussion." Virgil groaned in disgust. Logan slowly fell back asleep, leaving the three to continue what they were doing.
//
Remus and Roman panted, looking around at the bodies on the ground. "That should be everyone."
"Everyone but one." Remus grinned, rushing to the thrown room, where he knew their mother would be hiding.
The queen gasped as the doors were thrown open, revealing a blood soaked Remus.
"Remus! You wouldn't hurt your own mother, would you?" She asked, tripping on her own feet as she tried to back away from the quickly approaching Remus.
"Oh, I would. You know, with you gone, I'll finally be able to do the things I wanna do!"
"Like what? I promise, if you let me live, I'll let you do anything!" She crawled away from the blade that was thrusted out.
Like that chef." Remus cackled. "What I would do for some of that ass for dinner, whoo!"
"Wh... You're-"
"Wanna know what I think is really gay? The fact that you raised two gay sons! Not only that, but I know father didn't just drop dead one day! Of course, all signs point to poison. But why?" Remus pretended to think for a moment, before snapping his fingers. "That's right! Because you caught him sleeping with one of the guards! Ha! Now that's gay!"
"Don't speak like that about your father! He was sick!"
"You're just mad because he got more dick than you did." Remus rolled his eyes. "Anyway, as fun as this is, I'm bored! I'm sure you'll have a great time in hell watching a couple fags rule the throne!"
Remus grinned, slicing her head clean off.
"You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do that." Remus sighed as he fell back, stretching against the ground. "Murder takes a lot out on you. I'mma take a nap."
He got up, going to his bedroom.
//
Roman watched as Remus ran off, before he quickly ran to the kitchen.
"Prince Roman-"
"Where is he? Where's Logan?" Roman asked, trying to get around Virgil, who blocked his way.
"He's resting right now. He- would you knock it off, I'm trying to explain what's wrong with him!" Roman froze, mostly from shock, as no one had spoken to him like that before.
"Thank you! Anyway- he has a minor concussion and broken nose, basically that's all the real bad stuff. Everything else will be healed soon enough." Virgil crossed his arms, looking down tiredly at Roman, who stayed quiet. "You can talk now."
"Can I see him? Please?"
"Ehhh..." Virgil looked into the room, watching as patton nodded. "Sure."
Roman rushed into the room next to Logan, who was sleeping.
"H-hey, Lo." Roman whispered, running a hand through Logan's hair. Patton and Janus both left, leaving Roman with him.
Roman stayed there for a few hours before Logan stirred.
"Logan?" Roman whispered.
"Roman... What happened?"
"Remus and I handled the guards. Everything's gonna be okay." Roman smiled, kissing Logan's forehead.
"And your mom?"
"Remus... Handled her."
"I'm sorry, Ro. I know you were close with your mom." Logan mumbled, gently holding Romans hand.
"It's okay. She's not worth it." Roman sighed. "I love you.
"I love you, too." Logan smiled. He yawned, flinching as his head pounded. "I'm going to get back to sleep."
"I'll be here when you wake up, my love."
Remus walked in, yawning and brushing back his hair, which was still covered with dried blood.
"Hey, Ro. Just wanted to tell you that you'll have to be ready to kinda... Y'know, take over the throne tomorrow."
"You're not going to?"
"You kidding me? Sounds awful." Remus grinned.
"Thank you, Remus. For helping me." Roman crossed his arms in front of him awkwardly.
"It's fine. Wasn't just doing it for you. You know if that chef is into guys?"
"Patton? Yeah, he is, why?"
"No reason." Remus smirked, walking away.