Deep inside she had a secret.

Well, so did everyone, so why was she terrified?

Well, for one thing, her secret was illegal.

She was a mother.

Of twins.

Stop making that exasperated noise. Her secret was not good.

Even if she was Almighty Tallest Miyuki.

Every morning she plastered a fake, exuberant grin on her face, and greeted her people. She oversaw everything. The Graduation of Smeets, the elite selection, the defect killing…

That last one terrified her. Yes, her.

Why should she be worried? She can just order her servants to not kill her smeets! After all, twins were defects, and defects were killed.

Well, she had to play by the rules. And not her rules. The rules that the first ever Tallest set so the Irken future would be protected. Even she had to abide them. Even if she didn't like them.

Playing by the rules was hard enough. Now, she was breaking them even as she was abiding them.

Now, each time a guard yelled her name, she jumped. And usually screeched.

And her people? They were worried about her sanity. And their safety. Every time Miyuki walked down the halls of the massive, she usually walked in on a hushed conversation. About her. She caught tidbits. Mainly the words, "Insane" and "Therapy" and "Mental Hospital".

She was being killed. Slowly, but surely. She didn't know it yet. But she couldn't go on. Not for long.

So, one day she took the knife.

But I'm getting ahead of myself.

I should start from the beginning. The beginning of Miyuki's rein.

It was a warm summer day when she became leader. She was proud, and had a good reason to. She had always been short. But last year, she shot up in height, and became taller than Almighty Tallest Es.

She was buzzing, just buzzing with excitement. She had the whole empire under her control, and no worries.

And it stayed that way. For a while.

But one day, she screwed up with a soldier. He was tall, handsome and had the deepest purple eyes you could ever find. She messed up and a few months later, had her sons.

She was proud, don't get me wrong. But if you were the Tallest, and you had two illegal sons on your hands, you spaz. A lot.

So now you see her point.

Back to the dramatic cliffhanger I left you on.

She took the knife.

Oh, but I left out a vital detail. Her sons.

She left them with an anonymous note on the doorstep of her old flame. She didn't expect him to take them, but she tried.

The shocking part was that he did take them. He hid them and took them and hacked into the system when they were old enough for training.

One day, he was killed. By a certain man with spiky black hair and a too long lab coat. His sons grieved. Hard. But Miyuki didn't. Why? Simple…

She was dead.

She killed herself. Framed it on an unlucky Irken and did it.

Quickly.

Her son found her body. Scared the crap out of him. He never was the same.

But eventually, her sons got over her death, for the most part.

They both grew up to be tall like their mother. One son inherited his father's violet eyes and his mother's funniness. The other son received his mother's deep crimson eyes and got his strict no-nonsense demeanor from his childhood scars.

But he stayed locked up, like his mother.

Miyuki would have been proud if she could see her sons today.

Tall, handsome, and powerful. So tall in fact, they became the next Tallest.

Red and Purple.


I don't know where I got this from...