The Nonexistent Princess
Summary: I died a nobody and was reborn into royalty; a twin sister, a princess that shouldn't exist into a fantasy game. I know how it began and how it ends but the question is, do I have what it takes, the courage, to change the future events?
Disclaimer: I don't own any FFXII characters or the game itself; only Square Enix has the rights for it. I only own a few OC's and a few plots IN the story.
HOS: This is pretty much a remake of my last FFXII story, Forgotten Princess of Nabradia. Except this will be a SI/OC story with a whole lot of changes that I would think would be more understandable and best for the story. Pairings would be undecided until further notice.
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Prologue of Rebirth
Who am I?
Well, which story do you want to hear first?
Not many people know the truth about the first life that I went through except to the ones that I really trust; but for you, I'll make an exception. The day that I died, it all started a normal day, normal day for a lonely orphan, I suppose. I had been an orphan for eighteen years in an orphanage. I had never known what it felt like to have a family or siblings to love you, since nobody would want to adopt a smart kid that was smarter than they were. You're probably wondering what I mean by 'smart kid', I guess you can say that I was a bit of a nerd with a high IQ of 158, two points away from Einstein and Stephan Hawking, and had risen high above my peers. My favorite subject was strategy, calculation and formula's was mostly my strong point most of all. I'm smart with other subjects but me with that has any numbers and numerous strategies from wars and other battles from history was my most favorite to dissect.
I didn't have much friends since most were jealous that a mere thirteen year old was smarter than them, the high schoolers. There were a few that pretended to be my friend that just wanted to use me to get better grades, when I refused I was bullied for it. Mentally or physically abused for being so smart and making everyone, the students, look stupid which wasn't my intention at all. The kids in the orphanage thought I was weird and made them feel like idiots when they get something wrong when I tried to help them; was slightly bullied there as well as I, for now on, just kept to myself.
I graduated college, twice when I was 15 and 18. I received a Mathematical degree and Game and Interactive Designs degree just for fun since I was getting a little bored of doing the same thing over and over for years. I got less teased and bullied that made my life easier to deal with. It was quite fascinating, especially strategy games of any category that I could help design and make. I had a job interview for character design for a great game designer called Ubisoft (Do not own) and let's just say that it's in Montreal, Canada. I was the first young game designer that they had ever hired in their company.
For the first time in my nineteen years, I had finally made a few friends in my work who didn't mind my smartness. I was really happy, I haven't been in such a long time; Anna and Mark were really friendly, teased me with no sense of hostility that I had experienced when I was in school. I couldn't ask for anyone better.
A year later, my friend Mark told me all about a series called Final Fantasy, saying that I would enjoy the old school gaming that was filled with good quality details, how good the stories were, and how it upgraded into better computerized scenes. I looked them up and studied them for a bit and couldn't help that some were interesting, so I bought a few online, FF4, FF6, FF7, FF8, FF9, FF10, and FF12, the game that was made back in '06. I only owned a PS2 but it still played the regular PS games. I know I could afford more consoles with the pay that I get but even I barely have time to be able to actually play anything on my day offs; I do try though.
It took me a couple of months to play half of the games that I got but I do like 7 through 10 though so far. The graphics and the story lines are great when I got to 8, that one is one of my favorites so far though. I have to say that when I played 12, I now had two favorites. I loved the game play and the story it gave though it was kind of sad in the beginning scenes on how Rasler was killed when trying to protect his home and leaving the love of his life a widow just after getting married. Then right after that, Vaan's brother was soon killed after giving witness the killing of Ashe's father, King Raminas by Basch's twin brother Noah, who's name was changed to Gabranth when they separated, impersonated as Basch to frame him.
My favorite people though were Balthier and Fran, I love have they interact with one another as well with everyone else; the sarcasm was the best. I don't know what's with me with accents but I am loving the voice actors that the makers gave for the characters. Fran's story was sad that she had to disown herself from her sisters and home that she had left to see the world; that would be the most hardest for me to live with. Balthier's story was just as hurtful since all he wanted was a proud and understanding father that would praise him in his accomplishments. He was ignored since all his father cared about was his work of the Nethicite. It was surprising that Balthier was a judge but soon ran away from Archadia from his crazy father and home to become a sky pirate with the airship he stole to escape, named the Strahl, German for "ray or shaft or beam (of light)".
The Moogles and Chocobo's are very adorable. I wonder what it would be like to ride or pet one...
Though the other creatures that they have in game were astounding and very creative; a creature for every element.
After beating the game and watching the cut scene, I was so happy to see that Balthier and Fran had lived but have Gabranth die while protecting Larsa in the end, to have Basch take his place to protect Larsa in Archadia. I loved his new haircut as well, Basch looks good in the Judge armor I must say.
I noticed that the game has another game following after the FFXII, called, Revenant Wings to where Vaan and Penelo are sky pirates looking for treasure while meeting up with the regular crew from the first game. It was on a DS, so... I got curious once again. After playing it, I thought it was quite interesting but not as much as the first one though. It was a good series all together, that I cannot deny.
Soon enough another year had passed to where things had turned to the worst. Something that I can never forget even if I tried, even in the new life that I would be given later on; forever haunted by the nightmare.
My few friends/co-workers took me out on my twenty-first birthday and went to a club to celebrate. I never drank before as I kept it as light as I could; I didn't want to consume too much and do something stupid later on that I would might regret. Anna and I left our drinks on the counter as we left to the dance floor as we started dancing with one another, Mark soon joining us a few moments later, dancing with Anna. Other guys began dancing around me as well, just to have some fun, I danced with them and didn't at all mind but when things began to get heated, I back off.
I told my friends that I was going back to the bar area to my drink, they responded politely as they continued their dancing as I walked away. I found my drink and downed the rest of it since there wasn't that much left that would make me dizzy or too buzzed. After a few moments of resting, I was growing a little tired all of a sudden, dizzy. I shook my head trying to shake it off but it wouldn't go away when I stood. I stumbled slightly and was caught by a strong male.
"Whoa there, are you alright? Do you need some help?"
"I just... need to get to my friends..." I tried to right myself but my legs weren't working like they should be as the man caught me again and gave a small laugh.
"I think you had enough to drink for one night. Here, let me help you find your friends."
I nodded in agreement, not realizing that I had made a grave mistake.
(*WARNING! Adult content of rape; if you don't wish to read, scroll down to skip the scene.)
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He helped me through the crowd, talking to a few people that I was guessing his male friends. And I noticed that he was going the wrong way to where my friends were dancing. I tried to speak but it was getting hard to as I was lead to the backdoor of the club to where it was an ally that was deserted, the wind sobering me up a little but not too much as I soon realized what was about to happen. As soon as the door closed, I was pushed up against the wall as hands began to touch me to where they didn't have permission to. Sloppy kisses began to roam my skin. I tried to push him off but his strength was greater than mine and that I was too weak to do anything else as he grabbed my wrists and pressed them against the wall beside my head. I finally found my voice that I was able to shout out my protests.
"Get off of me! Let me go!"
"Come on, don't be like that; it'll be over before you know it."
"No! Get o—mmn!" I was forcibly kissed as I continued to struggle to get him off, I was getting desperate as I shifted my leg to knee him in the groin, making him fall to the ground to hold himself in pain. When I was free I attempted to run, "Help! Someone help me!" I stumbled as the drug that was put in my drink made me trip and fall as the drug still affected me, I tried to quickly get up but fail as I began to quickly crawl, "SOMEONE HELP M-" The other two that was with the first man caught up to me quickly as they forcibly knocked me over by kicking me in the ribs, making me cry out but in pain. They began kicking and stomping upon me for what I did to their friend. It seemed like hours when the beating came to a stop as I was harshly turned over to see the first man hoover over me. I opened my mouth to scream for help again but was punched in the face a few times that shut me up, causing more blood to fall down my face and nose that made me cough up dark bodily fluid.
He ripped my blue buttoned top in half that showed off my bare chest that were harshly squeezed and sucked upon, I tried to push him away as best as I could as one of the friends were told to hold down my arms as he continued to do as he pleased with my chest. Pretty soon my skirt and underwear were torn off as well before he began to undo his pants, then I realized what he was going to do as I began to lash out with my legs while crying in protest, trying to keep them closed. His hands held them wide open for him to enter me in the most forcible harsh way, the barrier that I had wanted to keep until I had found the one that I could trust was broken beyond repair. Tears fell down my face as I tried to get him off but only to urge him on more while continuing to ram into me.
It felt like years when he finally came into me, when he finished he pulled out of me, another took his place. My arms were released but was turned over on to my stomach. The second man lifted my backside as he too entered me just as forcibly as the first, squeezing my hips hard making me cry out in protest, tears running down my face as it mixed in the blood that covered my face. Before I could make any other noise of protest my hair was grabbed tightly and lifted me up onto my hands and knees to have my fearful eyes to look up at the man that was holding my arms down before was exposed as well. He lifted my head higher as the first man before was beside me and forced to open my mouth to have the man thrust his length inside that caused me to gag, cutting off my breathing. They began laughing and grunting at me while continuing to have their way with my body, laughing at my shame and calling me names; skank, whore, slut, bitch, anything hurtful to put me down further.
With every ounce of strength that I had left, I bit down as hard as I could that made the man scream loudly in pain as he pulled out of my mouth, his dick bleeding quite rapidly. I didn't notice that the one behind me had stopped thrusting into me that caused me to fall back upon the ground, as a small cry of pain left my lips. I lied there as I smirked a bit at my revenge; at least I had hurt one of them. Pretty soon I was turned over as I being choked to death by the one that I had bit. Things were starting to get dark as I tried to get his wrists off my neck, struggling to breathe, I was getting weaker by the second as my vision was turning black. Before I knew it, my body gave up and knew nothing more but darkness.
~(*END OF ADULT CONTENT*)~
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I didn't know how long I was floating in endless darkness as I felt nothing, nothing but warmth that surrounded me. I soon was able to feel, whatever it was, this warmth surrounding me felt strange that began my fear. I was frightened as I began to move, twist and turn as if I had woken up from a nightmare since I didn't know what or where I was since the space was small.
As if sensing my distress, I felt another presence with me as I felt a hand grab hold of mine as my fear began to simmer but still frightened and confused. I soon relaxed as it was giving me nothing but the feeling of love, safety and comfort, as if it was trying to protect me from my fears. These genuine emotions that I felt from the holding of the hand, I had never felt before when I was growing up back in my orphanage years. If I had the ability, I would be crying in joy from feeling such positive emotion that was never directed toward me in my life. All I could do was hold onto the hand, gripping it back as if it was my lifeline while curling up in the little space that I had, reveling in the strength that it gave me, falling into sleep once more.
It was much later when I felt a tug of my hand as things were getting tighter in the small space around me. I tried to hold onto the hand as tight as I could until it was pulled away from me into the unknown. I wanted to cry in protest that my protection had left me to myself but soon felt pressure being pushed down upon me. It hurt and I couldn't breathe, what was happening to me?!
The warmth and darkness that surrounded me disappeared as it was replaced with coldness and bright lights. I heard a loud baby crying in distress that came from somewhere not too far away, hearing that, I too began to cry but in fear when large hands held me. I soon realized that I was a baby, I was the second baby crying its eyes out. What the hell was going on?! How could this be possible?!
I was still crying when I was being cleaned up from the fluids covered all over me by the person that was trying to comfort me. Some sort of diaper was put on me as I was then wrapped up in something warm that left only my arms free, my cries died down when I was put into someone's arm but a more feminine feeling, my new mother I'm guessing. I heard a woman's voice lightly shushing me, trying to calm my cries. I felt another shift as something was put in my mouth that caused me to try and push it away in fear but instincts took over and began to suckle, feeling milk as I swallowed every now and then.
I. Was. Sucking. On. A. Breast.
After a little while, I pushed away from it as I couldn't take any more. I was slightly startled when large male hands took me from my new mother as I was pressed against his shoulder and began to pat my back with gentle force. Before I knew it, I burped out loud to my inner embarrassment as the man that held me gave a deep chuckle at the sound, feeling the vibration when he did so. He then pulled me away as he shifted me into the crook of his arm so he could look at me better while rubbing my face gently by the side of his finger with great love and care; must be my father then. I couldn't help but give a large yawn as my new father chuckled softly once more and said something that I couldn't quite hear yet. I felt his finger lower as my tiny hand took hold of it in my tight baby grip before giving into sleep afterwords.
I'm not sure how long it had been since I had been sleeping but it was dark behind my eyes. I felt I was lying on something soft and comfortable, probably a crib bed or something. I then heard movement on my right side as it was making fussy baby noises, who was in here with me? I then felt a hand touch mine next to my head and gripped upon it, making the baby next to me relax and fall back to sleep. I was shocked to realize that this was the very same hand that I felt when I was still in the womb; I had a sibling, a twin sibling! I had always wanted to know what it was like to have one; now that I had one, I couldn't help but to cry softly. As I quietly cried and making soft noises, I felt the hand grip a little tighter upon mine as if trying to comfort me, saying that everything will be alright.
I couldn't help but feel happiness in this new development since I had never thought I would ever feel any love by someone in my life. Now that I have it in my grasp, I will never let go as I fell into slumber once more, feeling loved and protected by the hand holding mine.
That's how our parents found us early the next morning.
If being reborn didn't shock me enough, the real shock came from hearing my new brothers name for the first time when my mother bid us good morning. I didn't think that this was possible, being reborn into something that was only supposed to be a game turned into reality. A game that I had always played and know by heart whenever I get bored. Knowing how the story begins and how it ends, knowing everyone that was in it, every background story of each character...
Having the knowledge on who lived and who died, who betrayed who, and every cut scene, I couldn't help but think of the very first video scene of the two royal couple in a parade, being led to where they are going to be wed that would soon lead to a war to where the husband who had fought and died while protecting his home... his name was...
"Good morning, Rasler Heios Nabradia, my son." I made a small noise beside him in surprise and shock when hearing who was still holding my hand, our mother chuckled softly, "...and good morning to you too, Raslyn Heios Nabradia, my daughter."
I can't believe it, I was a sister to a prince that would go down in Ivalice history... I was a nobody, I wasn't supposed to exist in this story nor be a twin princess to the one lying beside me. I was a nonexistent.
I had no family in my past life; nothing but an orphan genius nobody. But in some miracle, I had been reborn into a royal family that I shouldn't even exist in.
I'm the nonexistent princess.
What am I going to do?
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HOS: Here we go, the prologue of the story. What did you guys think? Was it better than the last one I made? If you had read it that is. I hope I did better since I wanted to change it for a while now since my Twilight update a bit ago. I am also sorry if the rape scene offended you in any way. I had wanted to try something different than the other SI's out there on how the main character died. Again, my apologies.
As I said in the beginning, I don't know about the pairings as of yet but if you have any ideas, let me know, I would love to have it. I would be taking a poll to whoever gives me a name in the reviews.
Thanks for reading!
Hope to see you all next time!
Ja ne!
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