HEY! This is a new story I'm making, I got bored and this plot just popped up so I decided to write it up for you guys! I own Mika and I do not own DGM also if you guys are wondering why it's always DGM it's because this is the only anime I've ever watched *sweat drop* but I'll try to make some of Divergent and Hungergames maybe! Kay! And could you maybe post some feed back of how I can improve this story for me? That would b great! Thanks! ENJOY!
Tainted Heart Chapter One:
Hello. My name is Mika. Queen Mika. As by my title you all should know I'm the most important woman in the world. I'm about 18 and the world revolves around me. I get what I want, when I want it. I live a luxurious life, fancy clothing and jewelry, tons of money and of course all the food I could possibly want. But why shouldn't I have all this? Its hard work ruling a kingdom, hiring people to execute, hiring tax collectors. Its just so hard, so... stress full...time staking. It's so much easier to hire people to do things for me.
"M'lady, is this the dress you wanted?" The voice of my personal maid snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked over at the crimson ball gown before me, it was slim at the waist but blossomed like a orchid at the bottom, white lace trimmed the bottom and the cuffs of the sleeves, a black floral print clung to the dress. But no. This wasn't the one I wanted. This wasn't shiny enough. Now this thing just wouldn't do.
"No." I said in exasperation. "What are you, blind? It's not nearly shiny enough!" I snapped.
"B-but M'lady, its the only one available." The pudgy woman said in desperation. She knew the consequences of failure. She was an odd woman named Sarah Gibbons. She usually never disappointed me. But ever since she saw that dog kill a rat, she'd been screwing up here and there.
"I don't care! It's not what I wanted! Now get me the dress I want!" I ordered, hitting the arm of my throne with a gloved fist.
"Y-yes ma'am..." She said, bowing respectively as is expected from a peasant, then she scurried out of the room as fast as her short legs could carry her. I leaned back in my throne, leaning my chin on the back of my hand. Some people are just so useless... Why I even put up with them... I do not know. Suddenly, the door opened and a small amount of my army walked in. The general, Mitas as he is called, stepped forwards and bowed before me.
"My queen... We have failed to extinguish our dragon problem, they fought back strongly and my defenses were unable to hold them back." He said gravely.
"This will not do. Now..." I said looking amongst the warriors then picking out the timid of the bunch, he was a lanky thing. He had a large nose and the large brown eyes of a doe, he used to be a swine boy, but he was forced to join the army along with many more men. "Carver, it is Carver isn't it? Step forward." I commanded. He stepped forward, visibly trembling.
"Y-Yes my queen?" He asked in a timid tone, making me smirk slightly.
"Tell me. Now I want the truth. Tell me what happened on the day we lost." I said.
"W-well me and John were standing guard outside the tent while the General and a few others were gambling and drinking rum, and then the dragnets just attacked us while men were drunk," he said softly. I turned to the man named John, he was tall, strong easily six feet and damn those muscles... BACK ON TRACK!
"Is what he says true?" I asked him.
"Y-yes my queen." He replied nervously. I turned to the general and beckoned him forth. Then I turned to my executioner.
"Off with his head." I demanded. I leaned back with a satisfied smirk at the fearful looks I got. The executioner nodded and grabbed a hold of the generals arm. I then turned to my advisor.
"Find a new general." I told him as I watched the executioner bring Mitas to the chopper as I call it. The chilled was a wooden structure with a in the middle for ones neck, and a large blade sharp and thick enough to cut through bone, the executioner put a bag over Mita's head and settled his neck in the dip. Then he prepared the blade, holding onto the rope that would soon bring the old general his fate. I watched boredly, yawning slightly. Then the executioner released the rope causing the blade to plummet down to the general's neck. I felt myself giggle with amusement as I heard the successful slice of the blade. Blood gushed from where Mitas's head used to be. I stood, getting bored of this. "I think I'll take dinner in my room tonight." I said, walking past the soldiers. Though this gave me such pleasure to see his blood spilled. I smiled slightly. Oh the life of a queen... there is nothing like it.
I walked into my large bedroom, sitting on my queen sized four poster bed. I lay down, looking up at the ceiling. Life was pretty boring. What was there to do anyways? Nothing interesting besides watching my army taking down the mobs that swooped to my doors every day. I scoffed slightly thinking about how foolish those novices were. Trying to rebel against me? The one who ruled them and everything around them? Without me, this kingdom would fall apart! How could they be so idiotic? And hopefully I can find a strong worthy king to rule by my side someday. I was at least happy my parents before me hadn't set up an arranged marriage. I wanted to choose my own king. Someone who would still give me whatever I wanted, while still ruling by my side. One that was strong fearless and like me. I felt myself smile slightly at the thought of it... just a little fantasy of mine. If anything, I have the rights to dream. I may be a malicious queen but I can still have my day dream moments. I'm still a girl. I have my ideal taste in men. Of course, he had to be royalty. No way was I marrying a peasant! Only the highest bred man is perfect for me and anywhere below that was unworthy of the likes of me. But who... which prince would be truly worthy of me? This was reality so of course none would be fitting of my fantasies. But one could only hope for a man like it. That would be good enough I suppose. For no one could be as perfect as myself.
I felt myself close my eyes and drift off to sleep with a yawn, the thoughts of a fantasy man for me buzzed around in my thoughts….
A knock at my door woke me from my light sleep. I sat up reluctantly and looked at the door.
"Come in come in." I said irritably. My cook walked into the room, a silver platter held in hand. I felt myself smile hungrily at the platter, my Chef Jerry bowed and handed me my supper.
"Is there anything else you may want my Queen?" He asked politely.
"There is nothing that I can think of, so be on your way," I said shooing my cook away He bowed and hurried out. I began to eat the extravagant food. But a sleepy, woozy feeling erupted inside of me, but I made nothing of it, so I found myself rest my plate of half finished foods, the flavor fresh on my tongue, and I lied down on my bed… I didn't really know or care why I was so tired all of a sudden, the one thought on my mind was to go to sleep… So I did just that… I soon closed my eyes letting the darkness envelope me, and soon, everything went black.
