Author: SapphireMarbles
Disclaimer: I do not own Dynasty Warriors. Koei Tecmo owns Dynasty Warriors.
Wickedly Gorgeous
She had the face of innocence, purity and elegance. Her glance, posture, dance and walk were full of perfect grace. Her voice was angelic and soothing to the ears even at the most darkest times. Her long, onyx hair framing her divine figure allures many to be curious of her demure attitude. She was a mysterious spring flower in the cold winter. She was the peaceful swan in the blooming spring. She looked like a goddess who have brought light to the land she walked on. Deep down she knew her advantages were wicked. She knew she was reckless.
Behind her façade, she was dangerous, cunning, clever, and intelligent. She saw herself as a fox hiding in the forest with the ability to be swift in tricky situations. She was ambitious of carrying out the mission she was assigned. She vowed to keep a promise of accomplishing the mission of her father's. "Lord Father, I will be victorious." She often whispered to assure herself. She clung onto her father's wish so dearly and was prepared to take risks when necessarily. She acted as a swan with dark wings.
She greatly hated two men who were lustful and considered to be in love with her. She hated the tyrant and his general. She hated them passionately for being selfish, power hungry, and causing misery to the people. Although she called them by their titles and as "My Lord" she felt disgusted whenever their titles and even their own names fall out of her lips. To her, they didn't deserve to have any respectful titles. How could you earn respect when you don't offer the same to people?
Fortunately for her, they didn't see her as a threat, but merely a beauty. With her charms she had them wrapped around her finger. She easily manipulated both men and even felt pity of how gullible and thick headed they were. They were her puppets and this was her play. She was the lead actress and the director.
One starlight night, she took a stroll around the palace's garden and stopped at the lotus pond to brainstorm the finishing part of her scheme by finally having the two men turn against each other. As her brain continued to ponder on the thought a voice alarmed and caused her to jump slightly. She have assumed she was alone in the garden. She, then, turned her head to observe her surroundings. I have to be more cautious.
"Oh, that lady over there? She is the most talented songstress of our lord. She's a true beauty. Absolutely gorgeous," a servant explained to a new hired servant from the entrance of the garden.
Diaochan remained silent as her gaze landed on one of the pink lotuses in the pond. Her thoughts responded to the servant's explanation.
No, I am not gorgeous. Inside I am deadly, destructive and poisonous. I am a monster plotting to destroy certain individuals. I am a monster to end the suffering and bring back the peace for the people and to fulfill my Lord Father's wish. I am a wicked woman.
"Wow! Even from not seeing her face I can tell she is gorgeous," the new hired servant commented in awe.
Diaochan's inaudible mumbles spoke out. "A wicked woman with a gorgeous purpose."