Three Christmases

Part Two: Christmas During the Rebellion

Hello, again!

Thanks for all the reviews, you guys. It really means a lot to me. Now for this chapter I'm going to be using a heck of a lot of poetic license, so please bear with me.

Meiko: Jermeille Abaddonia

Kaito: Kyle Marlon

Gakupo: Gast Venom

Luka: Elluka Clockworker

Rin: Rillianne Lucifen d'Autriche

Len : Allen Abaddonia

Mentioned-

Neru: Ney Futapie

Miku: Michaela

Gumi: Gumillia

Leon: Leonhart Abaddonia

Jermeille slammed her mug down on the table and looked around the inn. She expected to see blood, but only saw men and women celebrating the near collapse of Princess Rillianne's tyranny. On this Christmas Eve, the royal court surrendered. All that was left was to capture and execute the princess. Then it would be over and Leonhart, Jermeille adopted father, would be avenged.

She looked at Prince Marlon, who was the one who convinced her that this rebellion would work. He said nothing. This wasn't new. He hardly spoke. She hypothesized that he was still stricken with grief at the death of his lover. Tomorrow would be the one year anniversary of the beginning of the war on the Kingdom of Elphegort.

A collective gasp echoed around the inn. Jermeille looked at the door.

"Elluka Clockworker…" someone mumbled. And it was true. The sorceress walked into the door as if nothing was wrong.

"Hey! She's the court sorceress!" someone called out.

"Hello, everyone." She smiled at me.

"Why are you here?" asked Kyle.

"I'd like to help." She answered calmly.

"If you wanted to help why didn't you come sooner?"

"I had an obligation to the court," She sighed, "And I didn't want to break it. But my morals got the best of me." She waved down a waiter, yelled out a drink order, and took a seat.

"You see," Elluka began, "my apprentice, Gumillia, was killed by Rillianne's soldiers. She fit the description of the one she wanted to kill." Elluka's eyes flickered to Kyle. Then the waiter came with her drink. She took a sip. "I want to help avenge her death."

Vengeance seemed to be the only thing on anyone's mind. Vengeance for lost loves, guardians, and apprentices. There was only one person that didn't care for vengeance.

"Hey. We have a few injuries, but all in all, we're good to go." Gast Venom, the Demon of Asmodea, sauntered in.

Kyle, afraid that Lucifenia's army would be too much to handle alone, even with all of the citizens that came to fight, hired a group of mercenaries. They were known as the Asmodean Company, led by the violet-haired man who asked, "Who is she?"

"I am Elluka Clockworker, one of the Three Heroes, and former court sorceress of Lucifenia. Did you say you had some injured men?" she answered before anyone else could.

"Yes. I did. What of it?"

"I may be of assistance. Take me to them, Mr. Venom." Gast smirked, bowed, and led her into the room that served as the hospital for the Resistance.

"It seems more people than I expected have been affected by this." Kyle sighed. Jermeille nodded.

"So tonight…" she began, "I don't think it will be much of a chore. Just bust in there and take her away, right?"

"I believe so." Kyle mumbled, his eyes on the table.

Jermeille nodded and downed the remainder of her drink. She then climbed on an empty table and made eye contact with the prince. He closed his eyes slowly, signaling Jermeille to start.

"Hey, everybody!" she yelled. The chatter of the citizens stopped, and all eyes turned to her. For a minute, Jermeille froze in fear, but then she spoke.

"Today, the royal court surrendered." A few stray cheers rang across the room. "Tonight, we will take the castle! And Princess Rillianne will be our prisoner!"

"What will happen to her?" asked someone in the crowd.

"We haven't decided." Jermeille thought about it. What was fitting for this daughter of evil?

"Hang her!"

"Cut off her head!"

"Burn her at the stake!"

The townspeople continued screaming punishment suggestions. "Enough! We will execute her, be assured. How we will, we haven't decided. We will be leaving as a large group, but only Kyle and I will enter the castle."

"But what if there are guards?" someone called.

"We can handle it. But... If anything goes awry…" she spotted Elluka and Gast entering the room, "Elluka will signal Gast. Then you will come in."

...

Jermeille didn't need Elluka to signal Gast. They got into the castle without a hitch.

"This is almost too easy, Kyle." She said as they approached the sunroom. Two servant girls ran by.

They stopped at the door. "Are you ready, Jermeille?" asked Kyle.

"Yes. Open it."

When the door opened the princess was sitting at the table, sipping tea. Her servant stood next to her, shaking for some reason.

"Princess Rillianne, you are now a prisoner of Lucifenia. Do not attempt to resist." Kyle brandished his sword, a look of pure rage in his blue eyes.

"Oh, Kyle. You are such a disrespectful man." Her voice sounded unnaturally high. Jermeille had never heard it before so she wasn't sure if it was natural or stress-induced. She sighed and continued, "Allen, leave."

Allen hesitated.

"Go." She repeated.

Allen sniffed a few times, reached for his hood, and bolted out the door. Rillianne stood and placed her arms out in front of her, "Well? Aren't you going to take me away?" Jermeille stepped up and placed the handcuffs on the smirking princess.

They walked out onto the balcony overlooking the town. Elluka stood there, waiting for the signal that would never come.

"Elluka." Rillianne said.

"Hello, Princess." She responded, eyes to the crowd. She raised her hand into the air. Kyle stepped forth and pushed Rillianne to the front. Jermeille followed and yelled, "This kingdom is now ours!"

The villagers below cheered. A tear ran down Rillianne's face. Jermeille followed her gaze and found it connected to the servant boy, who stood staring and shaking.

…

A few days later, at exactly three o clock, the guillotine's dull silver blade sliced Rillianne Lucifen d'Autriche's head right off of her shoulders.

Was it really Rillianne? Jermeille thought. The blonde servant girl who ran past Jermeille when escaping said something when the princess walked onto the platform.

"B-but, that's Allen!"

If it was really Allen, she thought, what would you do, Jermeille?

She shook her head. She had a kingdom to run now. She had no time to wonder. She just hoped that the princess, if she was still alive, had learned her lesson.

Author's Note:I always thought it would be cool if Gast and Elluka helped out with the rebellion. And I don't know if Gumillia was killed, but she has green hair so… I hoped you guys like part two! Hopefully part three will be out by Christmas Eve.

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