I'm gonna try to write another story. Don't blame me if it's horrible, I'm still rusty. I got an OC. I'll try to post a picture on Deviantart. 3rd POV.
Disclaimer: NOT MINE! Rammstein isn't mine either.
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A Dark-haired girl, sitting and watching, in plain sight, stalking her prey and waiting for the perfect moment to strike, the moment that would hurt him the most.
'Rex! I'm getting a strange Nanite reading from this area. Get Six and Get out now!' Crackled the shrill, panicked voice of one Dr. Rebecca Holiday across the comm. Of a very unique Evo. His name is Rex Salazar. He is the son of the infamous scientist duo of Dr. Raphael and Dr. Violetta Salazar, Brother to esteemed scientist Caesar Salazar and the world famous 'Secret Weapon' of Providence. Or so the world thought.
Hours after that fateful Comm. Transmission, She struck, finally able to get the revenge she had been longing for, eleven years after her escape and the loss of her twin in that horrible laboratory they called home. Finding him was the easy part, getting in wasn't as easy. Of course, letting the most public military force in the world flaunt him around like the newest toy of the holiday season didn't help his case. Providence bases were some of the most secure places in the world. Thanks to her… Father, Her abilities helped. She was the phantom no one could track down, though she could track down any phantom, including the elusive Five. She happily sold out Providence for some key information in her, as some would say, investigation. She knew what she was doing, and just how to do it.
Her prey, the object of her hunt, was completely unaware of her presence. She was the Phantom, quieter than death when she wanted to be. Her skills learned on her own with no outside help what so ever, were incredible. She had come and gone, taking everything she wished and going without leaving a trace. Not even the great Suited Ninja, Agent Six, had detected her presence.
Days passed without a hint of alarm, her plan worked perfectly, so far. He still refused to help her with her intention. He didn't believe that her plan would work for the greater good, unlike her following did. He believed that she would only try to brainwash the world into a cult. She tried persuasion and he only laughed in her face. She refused to give up. She believed in her cause and her people, her unwavering faith would come out victorious in the end, as it always did. He would help her cause succeed, whether he liked it or not.
He eventually did succumb and agree to help her. She knew he thought her plans were ingenious, she knew he admired her for her unwavering faith in her sole cause. She didn't know how he planned to try to turn this whole situation around on her. Who is he you ask? His identity will be revealed later. But who is she you ask?
She is the Red Queen.
¡Viva a la Reina Roja!¡Viva a Rosa!
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Not my best, but I think its okay. The translation of ¡Viva a la Reina Roja!¡Viva a Rosa!
Is Long live the Red Queen! Long Live Rosa! Not gonna tell you who she kidnapped, what she stole or who she is. That will be explained, just not right now.
Rosenrot by Rammstein is an amazing song and the inspiration for this story.
LoVe,
Tigher.
