Narrator: A long time ago in the ancient city of Veronica, there were two brothers of who have quarreled for many years over their right to take their fathers throne.
(Enter Angel and Patrick)
Angel: I am the next in line for the throne.
Patrick: That maybe so, but all of the words that you speak tarnish into thin air.
Angel: You speak with wisdom, but I speak with the truth.
Patrick: The truth you claim you speak is vague, and unclear.
Angel: Watch your tongue for I warn you, it will not end well for you.
Patrick: Your insults are false, and with out a doubt you wouldn’t follow threw with them.
Angel: We’ll see about that
(Enter Father)
Father: What madness have you stricken upon my household?
Patrick: Nothing Sir.
Father: Both of you come forth with me and forget your troubles for another day.
(Father Exists)
Angel: We shall finish this quarrel later, but now let us go and join our father and participate in the festivities to come.
Patrick: Ok.
(Patrick and Angel Exit)
Narrator: Patrick and Angel put aside their differences while they’re at the festivities but as soon as the banquet is done they beginning to quarrel once again.
(Enter Angel and Patrick)
Angel: You insolent fool; you dare defy me in my own household?
Patrick: What’s yours is equally mine as well.
Angel: Equality?! That’s a mere myth! I am older than you and once I take what is rightfully mind I will see to it that you perish!
Patrick: Your threats are mere misconceptions that you conceive to be the truth but in reality they are false.
Angel: Your accusations that you accuse me of are filled with tyranny that is misleading behind the real truth.
Patrick: Which is?
Angel: The truth will remain hidden deep in my mind for if you were to learn of it you would misunderstand it’s true meaning.
Patrick: So I’m inadequate to behold the true meaning?
Angel: Your mindset is far too childish to comprehend the realization of truth.
(Father Enters)
Father: What maybe the truth? Speak now for you may not conceal any secrets within this household.
(All of a sudden Angel draws his sword and points it at his Father)
What’s this you draw your sword on upon your own father? You have no right, I raised you, I nurtured you, and I cared for you and now you wish to kill me?
Angel: Yes sir. I can’t bear any longer a day without me in power.
Patrick: Angel you have gone mad, there’s no need to murder our farther just so you can gain ranking.
Angel: Patrick quiet your tongue, for if you don’t you will be begging for mercy.
Patrick: You waste your breath with talking such nonsense.
Narrator: In an Instant Angel took his sword and stabbed Patrick raptly.
Farther: Stop!
Narrator: But all Angel kept doing was stabbing Patrick.
Patrick: Brother listen to my last words, for they will have true meaning. After I’m dead you will not inherit the throne for you’re not his actual son. This is the truth that I speak of and may it be known across the lands and for decades to come that you’ll never be who you wished to be, instead you will perish for the rest of all eternity.
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