[PRINCE]
"WAAAHHH!" Prince screamed running around the house like an idiot, using every furniture he could get his hands on as a shield from the flying bullets being shot at him. "Why can't we all just be friends?!" He yelled, ducking behind the couch. He scanned his surroundings for an open window but they were all blocked by the people currently shooting at him. "Guess some people aren't meant to be friends," He sighed, taking out his bow and arrow, jumping out from behind the couch and shooting the man on the shoulder before making a break for it out the front door.
He pushed everyone on the streets out of the way, yelling sorry down the streets as more guards chased after him. He hastily climbed up to the roofs in an attempt to lessen the shots being fired at him. He looked below him after the shots stopped and laughed to himself. "Ha! No one can outrun the great Pri-OH SHIT!" He yelled, not noticing the last building in front of him which led to a very high fall but it was too late, he jumped, hoping he would land on something soft.
"Watch out!" He yelled as he was about to land, he closed his eyes, knowing that he was about to fall to his death. After a few minutes he opened his eyes, "A-Am...Am I dead?" He asked. He heard screams around him, people on the streets staring at him in fear.
"Murderer!" They yelled. Prince raised an eyebrow in confusion, until he realized that there was someone underneath him, blood pooling from the man's head.
"Wow, okay, that's insulting," He said. "I'm not THAT heavy." He looked up, noticing Taran and a few more members of the Leviathan. "Oh, hey guys!" He waved, laughing. "Glad to see you're all still in one pie--OH MY GOD HE'S DEAD. WHAT. WHAT. I DIDN'T MEAN TO." Just then he heard multiple footsteps running down the street, he looked towards the sound, realizing the amount of guards that were running after them. "Run! Every man for himself!" He yelled, running down the street faster than a cheetah.