For the record, this is idea that someone else came up with. It's based off a picture that I will link in my profile, and was specifically requested by someone I RP with.
This is not canon.
This is as historically accurate as I could make it.
There will be some OOC, due to the nature of the story.
That will be mature content.
That is all.
Disclaimer: I do not own Mulan or Brave, or any characters thereof. This concept is only vaguely historically accurate, and very unlikely to have happened at all.
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I don't know how we ended up like this.
Of course, I know how we arrived in each place, what events transpired to bring us here. I remember everything clear as day; I was there, after all. I remember every step of the journey, every face in our party that was lost or sold, every dying breath and every scream of agony. I remember the many hardships and the few friendly faces. I remember all of the luck, both good and poor.
I just don't know how we managed to end like this.
It shouldn't be this way; Chang and I should be in China, having children and growing old amongst friends. Now, those friends likely think we are dead, and our lineage has ended in the Chinese records. Our houses have died without heirs – our families will fade in disgrace. Even though we live, no one will remember our names. Such is the fate of leaving our world childless.
I suppose we're lucky to be alive – maybe someday the ancestors will hear my prayers and bring us home. For now, Mushu and Chang are all I have from home. It will have to do. I hope we can return home someday.
Even though… though they have been so kind, I can't stay here. We can't stay here. There is no place for us here in this world of pale warriors, and we can teach them little. We can't survive here – we must return home someday.
Lady Merida… I will miss you. But I have to go home.
…Someday.