Wine glasses, fancy dresses and manners.
These were the life that was for Queen, not her. She was just a helper, servant or guardian for the heiress of De Silva family. She was never royal, she was born in a farm 16 miles south of Undertale city because her parents couldn't afford hospital care. Her father, Ford De Silva was the owner of Silva Farm. He was also the cousin of the rich Master De Silva, the father of Queen. He rejected the life of crime and violence the moment he had the chance to and chose to live in a peaceful land that he was proud to call his without the violence and blood his cousin had used to gain power. His wife, Jen De Silva was just a local woman that he had fell in love with and stayed with him all her life. Together, they gave life to a daughter.
But something was wrong.
Their daughter grew up sick, unable to leave bed and needed an urgent medical attention. But they couldn't send her off to the hospital, they had no money. So in a desperate attempt, Ford called his cousin and pleaded him to take his daughter under his wing. Having a soft spot for family members, Master of course cared for her. He fed her, clothed her well and taught her the ways of the Mafia family. He loved her as if she was his own daughter and tried to give her the best chances she can get.
But Master De Silva's wife had a different thought.
She saw the child as a blockade from her husband full attention and devotion towards his own family, even though he would sacrifice everything just for his wife and daughter. Empress, or else known as Alice De Silva, was a woman driven by the determination to make everything she loved only focused on her and her family. Ford's daughter was clearly in the way in her opinion. She told her husband only to keep the annoying soul until she was 18 and then banished her from the grand mansion that she called home.
But the child had not only captured Master's heart, but also his Queen.
Queen grew fond of the farmer's daughter, very fond indeed, and asked her father to keep her cousin with them until they grew up. As easy as that, he did what his daughter asked. But her presence would not go to waste as just a simple playmate for Queen, oh no, Master De Silva trained the child even more, pushed her beyond her boundaries and limits and turned her from a fragile, weak child into a strong, powerful guardian for his own daughter.
But in the Empress views, she was nothing more than a shield for her daughter's protection. Once she's unusable, she will be disposed of.
Banished forever.
But for now, she is the nightmare that follows after the Queen of the Silva family in the eyes of those who wanted her.
Mare De Silva was her alibi.
And right now, instead of watching the surveillance camera with the boys downstairs, she was upstairs in the mansion.
Having a party with the rest of the family and a bunch of other important people.
Like one of the Don from Delta Rune mafia.
And the second hand of The Fallen organization.
And it's all because of Queen.
Why am I even here?
Mare groaned inwardly, sitting just a bit far from Queen, who was chatting away with a skeleton monster. She had a beautiful emerald dress on, classy yet eye catching. The monster, on the other hand was wearing a simple tuxedo with a black fedora. He had two lazy eyes but one glowed yellow, his teeth set in a grin with a cigarette tipped on the edge of it and two cracks going up on his right and another going down his left eye. She doesn't trust this guy.
But then again, after what happened a couple of weeks ago, she doesn't trust anyone right now.
Two weeks prior to this, they had been attacked. Well, it was targeted towards Queen but she was always near Queen so it was a threat for her too. They had ambushed them when they were on the way to Queen friend's house. Mare had to make an emergency escape with her bike and a nearly passed out Queen. The driver was dead and Mare's relationship with the dead was always nice and comfy, so she left him there. No time to do anything to help him anyway.
Despite telling Master Silva, he still proceeded to host the party based on his pregnant wife's wishes to celebrate their unborn child.
Stupid hag… don't she know how dangerous this is?
Even though the security was beyond maximum, she still couldn't calm her nerves down. After all, if something happened to Queen, she would never forgive herself. Queen was the reason why she's still here and the reason why her family back home were doing fine. She would never let anything hurt her. No one had ever succeeded in hurting her Queen and no one will ever succeed.
The title of Nightmare De Silva was not achieved through nothing.
"Fight me" Mare heard a voice whispered next to her ear.
She jumped from her seat and looked behind her just to see one of the guards. "Jesus Christ, fuck off James" she laughed and friendly punched him. James winked and sat where she had just sat. "You know, you can go take a break. I saw you were nervous and junk, staring at Queen so I thought you might need a breather. Don't worry, I'll watch her" James looked up at Mare, smiling at her.
Mare replied and winked at him, saying her thanks before walking towards the balcony.
She leaned against the railing, black dress fluttered against the lazy wind that blew themselves around the mansion. She looked down upon the garden that was lighted with tiny lights, making them seemed as if they were filled with millions of fireflies. The sight reminded her of her parent's farm at night that was a sight for sore eyes. You would be able to see the stars that glittered across the night sky and on the crops would be an infinite amount of fireflies. Real fireflies. Unlike in this damned place, where everything that was for her were fake.
Except Master and Queen.
She missed her parents and the smell of fresh crops every morning and with each every passing moments, she wished she was back with her folk. Deep within her, she never liked violence. It's like being a pacifist runs through her side of De Silva family. Tears threatened themselves to push out of Mares eyes. Yes, she does misses her own family but she knew Queen needed her more than anyone. Her precious cinnamon roll can't even hit anything when she's mad. As much as she wanted to be home, she know she will never—
"May I join you?"
Deep, silky voice startled her down to the bones. She jerked towards the balcony and quickly turned around, fist already ready for anything. A monster stood before her. Tall and slender, seemed to be a skeleton kind, eyes cracked like the one that was talking to Queen. But this one had both eye emit a hazy gray light from it. The left eye was wide and filled with… curiosity? However, the right one caught her attention the most. It was like a slit, making it seemed as if he was winking at her even though she knew that's just how he looked. Mare blushed slightly and brought up her arms to help her speak out with gestures.
"I… uh… no, wait, yeah, I mean yes! Of course"
You are so classy, Mare.
The monster chuckled and walked closer to the railing, leaning against it next to her. She stood there, facing the other direction to look at Queen who was still laughing and talking with the same skeleton. They seemed to be having fun. Heck, sure, she'll give this party a chance. Mare walked back to the railing, once again looking down at the display of the garden below but this time with a stranger. She rested her chin on her arms that was nested on the railing. The breeze was perfect and she felt stranger than ever.
"Those lights looks like fireflies, don't they?" the monster in beautiful black tuxedo next to her said.
None of them tore their gaze from the 'fireflies'.
"Haha, yeah, I was just thinking about that actually…"
Silence once again set themselves between the two.
"Did you know that fireflies lights can be green, yellow or orange?" Mare shot the silence down.
The monster stayed quiet for a few second before responding, "No, I did not know that. Special interest in fireflies?"
"Yeah, I love watching them at night" she smiled without realizing. The monster turned to look at her and noticed she was smiling, which in turn made him smile too. He stood up straight, fully facing her now and straightened the ends of his blazer. She noticed and stood straight herself too, looking up just meet his gaze. The two stared at each other eyes for a few second before the monster lend out a hand.
"W.D. Gaster, Don of Delta Rune." he smiled mysteriously.
Reality struck Mare in the head hard.
Holy shit, a Don! Delta Rune! I can't… my brain… ah, fuck!
She placed her hand on his open palm, which he grasped lightly and bright it to a gentle kiss.
Oh my lord, I can't. This is what Queen is for, not me!
By now, Mare was a blushing mess. Her cheeks dusted with a pink hue and her posture slightly closed out of embarrassment.
Gaster lowered her hand, but still held it in his grip with a tinge of content within him.
"And you must be Queen De Silva?"
Mare's gaze towards him turned from happily flustered into a dark, sombre one. She retrieved her hand and lowered her head. She clenched her fist, realizing not even a single moment was for her. But then again, he was a Don and she was just a servant who looked fancy in an expensive dress. He must have mistaken her for Queen.
"I am sorry, but I am not Queen. You got the wrong person as I am just a servant. Please, excuse me"
She abruptly turned around and walked away before Gaster even had a chance to speak. Mare forced the tears not to leak out and went to James and whispered to him to keep an eye on Queen for now as she needed to do something, which he replied with a worried smile and two thumbs up. James and Mare were close friends, he knew whether something was bothering her or not. He looked at the balcony that Mare was just in and saw Gaster, who he does not recognized, standing there looking at the hand that just held Mare's own hand. He glared at the figure and promised himself to confront the stranger about what happened to his friend.
Back to Mare, she fled down and out of the mansion and towards the garden. She sat behind a tree, hidden from the event that was happening within the mansion. There she nested herself within the crooks of the tree, thinking long and hard to calm her mind. She knew she will be always the shadow of Queen, but why did it hurt so much this time?
She sighed and turned her head to see the corner of the wall that barricaded the mansion had no guards stationed when there were supposed to. Her eyes widen out of shock and immediately got up.
What the fuck…?
She quickly walked towards the empty section of the wall and upon walking closer, she discovered that two guards had been shot in various parts of their body. Scanning around, she saw no one or anything moving within the radius.
Mare knew what happened and she was filled with a hint of panic.
Picking up the dead guard's gun and radio, she clicked the button to call the boys on the mainline.
"Whats up, Cookie?" a voice called out.
"Cookie and mate are dead. There has been a break-in. This is Nightmare and I want full lockdown without the guest knowing, over" she clicked.
"Roger, Ma'am".
Being one of the head of security was part of her job and break-in happened all the time. But this time, she had a bad feeling.
And she only use the name Nightmare for important missions.
Just like tonight.
Hello my sweethearts! You see, I will not give them real names and instead I'll give them nicknames so you guys can put whatever names you want. Also, I will not be describing their appearance as I want you guys to have as much control of the story as I can give as this is YOUR story after all. Thank you for reading the second chapter of this story. Please, tell me if it's too boring because I don't want to disappoint you. You guys are my everything and you cheer me up when I'm depressed. I am not joking at all. I love you to the moon and back, thank you for spending time with me today and goodnight :)