Post by denkalaharl on Dec 7, 2007 4:42:22 GMT -5
(This is a story based on after the events of Disgaea 2 things are just getting back to normal at the castle but with all thats gone on the prince, well..you'll find out)
Laharls Ambitions
Chapter 1 Refections
I't was the brake of day in the domain of the once most prevalent overlord in the netherworld. Laharl was still in his coffin bed curled up in to a ball his scarf twitching this way and that, a cold sweat visibly beading on his forehead. The young blue haired demon was in the middle of an especially dark nightmare....
"Etna you,..you! traitor!" the dream prince cried out to a very large demoness that was laughing at him with Zennon/Rozalin by her side giving him that eerie cold stare that had sent shivers up his spine when he had first faced her and lost. His former vassal seemed out of his reach though she seemed so close, and his powers weren't responding to him so the boyish demon couldn't even blast the duo away, instead he was struck by Etnas Elder spear in the gut causing a large gash across his tummy, the pain was intense or so he dreamed it to be. "You'll..pay..for" before he could utter another syllable the darker form of Rozalin crashed down upon him with her special move and in a blinding light laharl sat up in his bed shrieking.
In ran Fallen angel Flonne looking rather frightened herself. "Whats going on Sir Laharl?" she asked in a concerned tone her heart tipped devil tail curling behind her. The Prince breathed heavily slowly opening his crimson Hugh's to focus on his friend "It...was..a nightmare, don't worry about it Flonne" the little demon said dismissively he hated looking vulnerable so he had to make it at least sound like he understood it was only a bad dream and nothing more.
Flonne folded her arms and took a few steps forward. "I don't believe that for a second Laharl, you've been having nightmares ever since we got back for Veldime, tell me what's scaring you so much I'm worried about you" she said in her comforting angelic manner that she was a master of around the prince.
The prince huffed in his bratty style "Hmf..It was Etna and that Zenon woman..." he said bluntly. The girl fluttered her demon wings a bit hearing that "Oh.. I thought you got over Miss Etna leaving and Lady Rozalin defeating you..then again knowing you and how you dwell" the overlord growled "It's not only that we've been turned in to second rate characters! what happened to us after Celestia flonne, tell me because I could have sworn that we were the demons that keep the netherworlds running!" laharl rambled on and Flonne shook her head, there he was pitching a fit about other peoples games he never thought to just start his own, as a matter of fact that was the problem for allot of side characters but she could care less about them it was the prince she wanted to keep happy "Sir Laharl, your right." she said simply.
Laharl stopped his usual spiel of how he should be the center of attention and blinked blankly at his fallen angel trainee, were his pointy ears clogged or did he just hear her agree to him being as selfish as he wanted to be "I'm right? Flonne are you feeling alright, since right about now your supposed to lecture me on how I should just be happy to be around at all and to just relax..right?" he canted his head slightly in confusion.
The demoness giggled " It's true ever since you game ended you've gotten the short end of the stick each time you tried to invade another, so I was thinking why don't you just make your own? lets get out of the castle and cause some trouble for people! come on laharl your the only one that can pull it off, not even miss etna could she was involved with mister Adell and he was the lead~." she explained as the princes eyes widened. he couldn't believe that he had never though of this himself, what a moron he'd been and Flonne wow how she came up with that so quickly amazed the heck out of him. "That's right! I should start my own hmhmhmhm.. yes and this game will blow everyones minds! it will be the most addictive ever kids will actually become sick and die from playing it so long!!! Hahahahaha!!" the princes sprites were indeed lifted now and he was as cocky as ever.
He sprang from his bed and dashed out his doorway in to the throne room with Flonne following closely behind. "First things first were going back to Veldime and make Etna submit to coming home once and for all! and then.. THEN I'll have my revenge on that Rozalin girl..hmm on second thought they might be together when I find them... were going to have to train like in the old days!" laharl turned to a passing prinny "You get me my equipment! and gather the rest of your squad were going out!" laharl commanded "Yes prince doood!" the lil sinner chirped as it waddled to retrieve the overlords most powerful weapons and armor.
Laharl found that his things were in for repairs and re infusion of higher residents so his sudden plans to train were thwarted. Flonne left him alone for the moment to prepare herself since she was sure she had to be the one to provide the food on this adventure. The prince strolled through his castle coming to a hallway where he was suddenly hit with a vivid memory of him and the AWOL demoness chatting about his old man and his mother,he remembered how understanding she was of him and his past, though at the time she had only regained most of hers from that black pretzel stealer Maderes. It reminded him that she wasn't always so defiant and at times even ... he shook his head "that was then.. shes to independent now to be like that again..." laharl sighed feeling some lump in his throat. he admitted that he missed her countless time's but always with mean excuses like she's the only one good for cleaning or making meals, all that was his pride speaking. The demon hadn't touched anything resembling pudding since she left.. and now an unsettling thought came to his mind. should he leave her be? each time they interacted she became more distant over one issue or another..hows a demon supposed to run his own game without the cast of characters he cares for backing him up till the final boss? this question of self doubt tortured the prince that night causing even more depressing dreams to flow in to his Psyche.
End of Chapter 1
( Heh well thanks to Flonne the prince has a few ambitions weather of not there good ones time can only tell xD and also if anyone likes what Ive done so far then I'll make more!)
Laharls Ambitions
Chapter 1 Refections
I't was the brake of day in the domain of the once most prevalent overlord in the netherworld. Laharl was still in his coffin bed curled up in to a ball his scarf twitching this way and that, a cold sweat visibly beading on his forehead. The young blue haired demon was in the middle of an especially dark nightmare....
"Etna you,..you! traitor!" the dream prince cried out to a very large demoness that was laughing at him with Zennon/Rozalin by her side giving him that eerie cold stare that had sent shivers up his spine when he had first faced her and lost. His former vassal seemed out of his reach though she seemed so close, and his powers weren't responding to him so the boyish demon couldn't even blast the duo away, instead he was struck by Etnas Elder spear in the gut causing a large gash across his tummy, the pain was intense or so he dreamed it to be. "You'll..pay..for" before he could utter another syllable the darker form of Rozalin crashed down upon him with her special move and in a blinding light laharl sat up in his bed shrieking.
In ran Fallen angel Flonne looking rather frightened herself. "Whats going on Sir Laharl?" she asked in a concerned tone her heart tipped devil tail curling behind her. The Prince breathed heavily slowly opening his crimson Hugh's to focus on his friend "It...was..a nightmare, don't worry about it Flonne" the little demon said dismissively he hated looking vulnerable so he had to make it at least sound like he understood it was only a bad dream and nothing more.
Flonne folded her arms and took a few steps forward. "I don't believe that for a second Laharl, you've been having nightmares ever since we got back for Veldime, tell me what's scaring you so much I'm worried about you" she said in her comforting angelic manner that she was a master of around the prince.
The prince huffed in his bratty style "Hmf..It was Etna and that Zenon woman..." he said bluntly. The girl fluttered her demon wings a bit hearing that "Oh.. I thought you got over Miss Etna leaving and Lady Rozalin defeating you..then again knowing you and how you dwell" the overlord growled "It's not only that we've been turned in to second rate characters! what happened to us after Celestia flonne, tell me because I could have sworn that we were the demons that keep the netherworlds running!" laharl rambled on and Flonne shook her head, there he was pitching a fit about other peoples games he never thought to just start his own, as a matter of fact that was the problem for allot of side characters but she could care less about them it was the prince she wanted to keep happy "Sir Laharl, your right." she said simply.
Laharl stopped his usual spiel of how he should be the center of attention and blinked blankly at his fallen angel trainee, were his pointy ears clogged or did he just hear her agree to him being as selfish as he wanted to be "I'm right? Flonne are you feeling alright, since right about now your supposed to lecture me on how I should just be happy to be around at all and to just relax..right?" he canted his head slightly in confusion.
The demoness giggled " It's true ever since you game ended you've gotten the short end of the stick each time you tried to invade another, so I was thinking why don't you just make your own? lets get out of the castle and cause some trouble for people! come on laharl your the only one that can pull it off, not even miss etna could she was involved with mister Adell and he was the lead~." she explained as the princes eyes widened. he couldn't believe that he had never though of this himself, what a moron he'd been and Flonne wow how she came up with that so quickly amazed the heck out of him. "That's right! I should start my own hmhmhmhm.. yes and this game will blow everyones minds! it will be the most addictive ever kids will actually become sick and die from playing it so long!!! Hahahahaha!!" the princes sprites were indeed lifted now and he was as cocky as ever.
He sprang from his bed and dashed out his doorway in to the throne room with Flonne following closely behind. "First things first were going back to Veldime and make Etna submit to coming home once and for all! and then.. THEN I'll have my revenge on that Rozalin girl..hmm on second thought they might be together when I find them... were going to have to train like in the old days!" laharl turned to a passing prinny "You get me my equipment! and gather the rest of your squad were going out!" laharl commanded "Yes prince doood!" the lil sinner chirped as it waddled to retrieve the overlords most powerful weapons and armor.
Laharl found that his things were in for repairs and re infusion of higher residents so his sudden plans to train were thwarted. Flonne left him alone for the moment to prepare herself since she was sure she had to be the one to provide the food on this adventure. The prince strolled through his castle coming to a hallway where he was suddenly hit with a vivid memory of him and the AWOL demoness chatting about his old man and his mother,he remembered how understanding she was of him and his past, though at the time she had only regained most of hers from that black pretzel stealer Maderes. It reminded him that she wasn't always so defiant and at times even ... he shook his head "that was then.. shes to independent now to be like that again..." laharl sighed feeling some lump in his throat. he admitted that he missed her countless time's but always with mean excuses like she's the only one good for cleaning or making meals, all that was his pride speaking. The demon hadn't touched anything resembling pudding since she left.. and now an unsettling thought came to his mind. should he leave her be? each time they interacted she became more distant over one issue or another..hows a demon supposed to run his own game without the cast of characters he cares for backing him up till the final boss? this question of self doubt tortured the prince that night causing even more depressing dreams to flow in to his Psyche.
End of Chapter 1
( Heh well thanks to Flonne the prince has a few ambitions weather of not there good ones time can only tell xD and also if anyone likes what Ive done so far then I'll make more!)