YuRi Shipper: Well… I know this isn't the next chapter to 'Make it Go Away'… but I thought this would be interesting nonetheless. I have so many ideas in my head for so many fics that… well, I need two up and running. Besides, two will keep me updating more often. - Without further ado, here's my newest story.
Warnings: Violence, homosexual sex, shoujo-ai/lesbianism/girlxgirl love/yuri, coarse language, mentions of gambling and alcohol. Completely A/U, once again.
Brief description: (Yes, I am aware most of these countries don't actually have 'princesses' but they do now. –glares-) Sometime in the distant future, a conspiracy is in the making. Several countries have been targeted, and one-by-one members of the royal family are being assassinated. It seems the whole Eastern side of the globe has been purged into anarchy… and it's up to the remaining members from the royal families of England, France, Germany, China and Japan to figure out what exactly is going on… before it's too late.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the basic plot – I don't own the girls of Dead or Alive. If I did, I'd make a very interesting game, though. –hint, hint-
Prologue: And the Streets Ran Red
Love and Treason
By YuRi Shipper
Screams echoed through the halls of the palace, causing one young woman to look worried, pulling long mahogany coloured tresses back out of her face with a headband, leaving only bangs in her face. She seemed frazzled as she hurriedly dressed, grabbing a dagger from under her pillow and holding it securely in a sweaty palm, breathing heavy as more agonized cries reached her ears.
"Find the princess – kill her!" Heavily accented German voices rang as she hurriedly stole out of the safety of her room, sweat trickling down her face and stinging blue-grey eyes.
She attempted not to look at the bodies as she made her way around them, grunting quietly. Pale hands shook as slender fingers hooked themselves in the tiny holes of a grate, ripping it off the wall with effort.
Shots were fired, several of the palace workers screaming. None had come to save her – they were more preoccupied with saving their own hides. Hitomi couldn't quite blame them, however. Who would choose someone they barely knew over their own life?
She easily fit into the air duct, sliding in backwards so she could prop the grate up against the hole properly. A scared expression remained on her face, and she watched for several minutes, suddenly hearing someone approach. A pair of large, black boots were all that she could see, followed by many pairs of the same boots.
"Did you find her?" A gruff voice demanded, and the brunette held her breath, heart pounding in her chest, though it was slowly moving into her throat. Many types of 'no' were muffled, and she could almost see a horde of attackers shaking their heads. This, apparently, did not please their leader. "Come on! They already let that English brat of a Princess get away in Britain – are you trying to tell me we're going to do the same here?"
Her eyes widened and she couldn't help but wonder just how big this thing was… what was going on? The English crown was somehow involved also, apparently.
The boots disappeared as the attackers ran down the hallway, shouting orders at and to one another. They were looking for her… and that didn't exactly make Hitomi feel safe. She slowly began to back down the airduct, finding an area where it was just barely large enough for her to turn around and scamper away, adrenaline pushing her forwards.
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Japan had been calm – for a few hours. Now most of its Empire was on fire – or, at least, the large building hosting the royal family was. Still, several men in fire-proof suits were inside, slitting the throats of anyone they found still alive, crying out loudly as they did.
A purple head bobbed, coughing roughly. A hand suddenly shot out from the shadows, grabbing her by the shoulders roughly and spinning her around. Amber met amber as two identical sets of eyes bore into each other, the second girl, a redhead, handing the first a mask that was quickly put on.
"Ayane – we have to get out of here." Worry was etched in this girl's voice as they placed themselves back to a wall, shuffling along like that, peeking around corners and avoiding the murderers in the building.
"Tell me something I don't know, Miss Obvious." A sarcastic grumble was heard, though she was just as frantic as her half sister. "Let's head for the baths." There was no spoken objection as the purple-haired girl suggested this, and both made off in that direction, momentarily stopping to crouch, listening as two men walked by, talking rapidly on a vid-phone to someone.
"You let the German girl get away too? That's two of them now! Do you have any clue how many of our plans that'll – eh? Three princesses haven't been caught? France as well? Damn it! Do you mean we're working towards only half of them?" The first man seemed rather angry, speaking to the little phone while the other looked about. "Alright – I'll take care of these two. Just make sure Team China doesn't screw up like you did, Germany." The phone was clicked off, and both men ran in the other direction, unwittingly letting both princesses flee behind them.
The baths, you see, had a large pool in the centre – one that lead outside to a secret spring. And of course both sisters knew this – otherwise they wouldn't have dove headfirst into the waters amid the smoke and flames, and not come up for air.
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The news reports the next day were tragic – five of the most influential countries in the current world had been attacked last night, killing almost every member of the royal families, and not to mention most, if not all the palace workers had been killed in each area – yet didn't it seem ironic when the news also claimed that the young princesses had somehow managed to escape? It did indeed – and that's why the whole of Canada, and half of America were suddenly on their toes, highly suspicious.
Two particular Americans watched from their bed as it showed scenes of each of the countries – Japan's burning rubble, China's gassed palace, Grand Britain's most famous palace in ruins, as though a tank had gone through it – a tank or twenty, that is. France's castle was surrounded by bodies, and Germany's walls were painted red. Someone had done an excellent job.
A young woman with dark skin turned her head, cropped locks swaying slightly as she did, looking to her lover with a sick expression on her face. Blue eyes returned the gaze, as both shuddered, closing their orbs for a moment.
"Tina… that's horrible." The dark woman spoke first, gaze having returned to the television and was transfixed upon the object, which was currently showing horrific images from inside each palace… basically people split wide open, with guns, or knives, or some form of weapon.
"I know…" Tina responded hoarsely. "What do y'all think's goin' on over there?" She received no answer other than a hopeful look. "Oh no… I ain't doin' that. Lisa, darhlin', I love you, but not that much…"
"Please Tina? Somewhere out there are a bunch of girls our age, slightly older, and some are even younger… you saw their pictures. Can you imagine how scared they are?" Lisa was too much of a softie – but then again, Tina was worse. She sighed, rubbing her temples. "I'll get Daddy to get his jet to fly us over there first thing tomorrow." This elicited a happy squeal from her partner, who squeezed her lover tightly. "Oh Tina!"
Both Americans had no trouble drifting off to sleep after that… but, scattered across Europe and Asia, six other girls did find it rather difficult. Some were near water, others hiding in the forest… though some where knocked unconscious amid the rubble of their castles. At any rate, none had been found by the 'evil' people who had committed such acts of treason… but who were those people? Only time could truly tell… but for these girls, time was running in short supply – their attackers were still out there, still looking for them… and as long as they remained in their home countries, they would be easy game.
YuRi Shipper: Whoo! Interesting plot there… and Tina and Lisa are lovers already, you ask? Why yes. xD I skipped a lot of unnecessary courting there, didn't I? Don't worry, they so aren't the main focus of this story. –grumbles- R&R Guys, R&R!
