Well, first of all, I guess I have to mention that I do not own Dynasty Warriors nor am I involved with Koei; I just play their games, people. Second, this is the first chapter (obviously). I wrote this baby when I was 15 so there are some big differences between the first and second in terms of grammar, plot development, emotion, and length. I'm too lazy to go back and update this chapter. Just read it and take it as is :D Also, feel free to leave a review!

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I am Wenchang, more commonly known as Wei Yan. Are you surprised? Most people are when they find out that I am literate. Just because I am not very articulate when I speak does not mean that I cannot string a decent sentence together. Is it my fault that I like to keep my statements and responses to the point? Hardly, but that is a story for another day…

This is the story that will serve as proof of my intelligence and "human-like qualities" when I have passed on. Here you will see the abuse, mentally and physically, that I endure. You will experience my heartache, suppressed rage, and overall daily life, starting with the announcement of Yue Ying's pregnancy.

My morning started out normally enough. I woke up, shredded my loincloths a bit, and picked out my mask for the day. The mask I had selected was one that I rather liked. It was gold with black stripes and was formed with a very large feline mold, in order to resemble the face of a tiger. Liu Bei gave that mask to me, in order to memorialize my place among the Tiger Generals. Liu Bei has always been so good to me. Perhaps he is my only true friend here, besides the Lady Ying.

When I was finished preparing for my day, I ventured outside of my quarters and made my way towards the mess hall. On my way, I ran into my Lord. He was returning from battle demonstrations with the new recruits. I could not help but notice how his bun had lost its usual form and how his face was practically dripping with sweat. He wore the expression of a man who was spreading himself too thin. Oh, how hard my lord works…

Upon recognizing me, Liu Bei's face lit up. His jaw, held tight with his frustration and worries, immediately relaxed as it broke into a smile.

"Wei Yan," my Lord called out, "how are you this morning?" I became aware of the fact that as he waited for my slow, barely coherent reply, his gaze was fixed on my mask. Inwardly, I smiled. It was nice to know that my mask had sentimental value to him too.

"Me…Fine…You?" As my raspy reply emitted, I wanted to crawl under a rock and die. My voice and manner of speaking have always embarrassed me, but it seemed ten times worse whenever my Lord was around.

He chuckled for some reason and was about to say something when someone nearby cleared his or her throat. We both turned to meet the voices' owner, but I found myself utterly disgusted when I saw Zhuge Liang a few feet away from us. He fanned himself slowly with his usual malevolent smile plastered on his face.

"My lord," he said with a bow, "Will you be joining my wife and I for a tactical meeting?" He regarded me with a simple glance then returned to waiting for our Lord's response. Liu Bei wiped the sweat from his brow before answering.

"Yes, I'll be attending." he said simply. Liang bowed once more without a word and took his leave. My Lord turned to me once more and flashed a warm smile. "If you'll excuse me, I'm in dire need of a bath." I giggled, or attempted to anyway, as he turned to retire to his quarters. I began walking away too. "Oh, Yan!" I heard him shout out. I turned around, momentarily ignoring the fact that he had addressed me in a friendly way. "The Prime Minister and his wife will be announcing something very special tonight. I hope to see you there." As he finished, I thought I saw him wink at me. To avoid further shame, I just nodded to confirm my attendance. He nodded in return and continued his march to his room. When I thought about it later, I came to the conclusion that my Lord had had some sweat in his eye and it had caused him to look like he was winking.

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I love Liu Bei. There, I said it. Actually I wrote it, but it doesn't matter. Since the moment I first spoke to him, I felt something in my heart tell me that he would be special to me, though I didn't know it at the time. And I was right. But he knows not of my feelings. He also has no clue about my body's needs and wants. I have spent many a night fondling myself, sobbing lightly, just wishing that he were the one touching me. I have longed for a human touch ever since…

The time to reminisce will come. I must tell about Zhuge Liang and Yue Ying's "special announcement."

The meeting was for generals only, but even still, Master Liang and Lady Ying had laid out quite a feast for the few of us. We all ate more than our fill and there was still enough for us to take home to our families…well, everyone else's families at least. Jugs of wine were passed around frequently due to Zhang Fei's inability to say "when." I had decided to drink only a bit, lest I do something that I would regret later.

Zhuge Liang and Lady Ying's table was placed a few feet in front of the Tiger Generals' table. To the left of Yue Ying, Liu Bei sat. We exchanged glances and polite smiles over the course of dinner. I also looked at Lady Ying. She looked as radiant as always, but something about her seemed…different. Liang also caught my eye once. He flashed me a fake grin and raised his glass of milk to me before rising. The room quieted.

"My wife and I thank you all for lending us your time. We've requested your presence here for one simple reason: To announce that Huang Yue Ying, my wife, is pregnant." The room erupted into gasps and congratulatory murmurs before fading into applause. Lady Ying nodded at people and smiled, but the way she bit her lip and shot me a worried glance let me know: She was pregnant with my baby. I nodded.

I had stood to leave, but felt a heavy hand on my shoulder. I turned to see the reddened face of Guan Yu. Without a word, I settled back into my seat. Yu leaned down and whispered, "You must endure the length of the party. Master Liang wishes to speak to you afterwards." I nodded once more.

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The rest of the meeting that turned into a party was pretty uneventful. Cake was served and we watched Zhuge Liang and Lady Ying dance. For the remainder of it, I ignored my Lord for once and focused my attention on Liang. What could he possibly want with me? I knew it was something that involved Lady Ying, but he could not possibly know about me impregnating her, could he?