Queen of Northern Europe
"Mathias!" A female voice shouted, glaring at her opponent. Mathias whipped around to see his prey. "Che, you finally show yourself...sister." He said, making Isabella smirked at him. "If you to become the King of Northern Europe, you're gonna have to fight for it!" She shouted. "You and what army?!" Mathias shouted back, showing his army. "I've got my own army, smart one." Isabella said, pointing at her army. "Even if Isabella didn't have an army, she would have me behind her." Berwald said, kneeled in front of Isabella protectively, pointing his sword at Mathias. "Don't forget us." Emil added, walking over and he stood next to Isabella, wielding a halberd. Lukas cleared his throat, also kneeling next to Berwald, holding a zweihänder. "Are we going to fight the bastard, or what?!" Isabella shouted, with a determined look in her eyes.
Mathias chuckled darkly. "Bring it on. I'll make sure either you dead, or I am the King of Northern Europe. Which ever option it is, I welcome it." He chuckled. Isabella pulled out her sword, which was the same as Berwald's, but larger, and pointed it at Mathias. "You know Isabella, you remind me of someone. Ah yes, you remind me of our mother. You know, I read our late mother's diary, who our father then wrote in. Our father wrote, 'Anna, the owner of this diary, is a dishonest person. She is a cheater and very deceptive. Not to mention, the fact that she. Is. A. Whore'." Mathias said, his last words drenched in hatred. Isabella's eyes widened and she pushed past Lukas and Berwald. Isabella ran at Mathias, ready to hurt him badly.
"How dare you call me those names! I am not dishonest or a cheater." Isabella stood in front of Mathias. "I may be deceptive, but only to bastards that deserve it." She continued, slowly walking towards him. Isabella trailed her sword down his neck. "Also, let's get something straight." She took a step closer, and she whispered into his ear. "We share the something. The. Same. Blood. So if I'm a whore, then you are one too." Isabella finished off, with a smile. Mathias gritted his teeth, and was prepared to strike Isabella with his dagger, but she kicked him in his stomach. She giggled darkly and jumped back as Mathias fell onto the concrete ground. "Let's start this now!" Berwald shouted, telling the army to start fighting. Isabella ran back to the Kings, and stood in front of them.
"Do you guys mind?" Isabella trailed off, motioning where Mathias was struggling to stand. They all shook their heads, except Berwald. Lukas and Emil ran off into battle, shouting their battle cry. Isabella and Berwald stood face-to-face, staring into each others eyes. "Promise me something, Berwald." Isabella said, walking closer to him. He grunted as Isabella stood closer to him. "Promise me, you're going to return to me." She begged. "Return to you?" Berwald repeated curiously. Isabella leaned up, close to his face. "Please?" She begged. Berwald nodded. Isabella smiled and kissed his cheek. "I...I love you, Berwald." She whispered into his ear. Isabella turned around and ran away from him. "Isabella!" The Swedish man shouted her name. He stared at the concrete ground before whispering. "Isabella, I'm definitely coming back to you."
Isabella ran over to Mathias and jumped over his limped form. Before he twisted around, she kicked him in his neck. "Gah!" Mathias shouted, falling back onto the ground. "Do you want to kill me now?!" Isabella shouted, pulling her sword out again. Mathias turned and he was facing Isabella, who was towering over him. "Che, you're just like Ivan (Russia)!" He shouted. "Ivan is actually a nice guy! Of course, you wouldn't know that, since you're a stupid prick! And so what if I'm like Ivan?!" She shouted back at him. Isabella stabbed her sword into the ground, right next to Mathias's head, making him squirm. "Oh, how cute. You're squirming, just like a worm." She noted. Mathias glared at Isabella and kicked her stomach, knocking the air out of her.
Isabella stepped back, struggling to breathe. "You bastard!" She wheezed out, falling on the ground. "I'm so scared of a bitch like you." Mathias taunted, punching her stomach. Isabella bit back her scream of pain, as she coughed up blood. Mathias pinned her to the ground and was about to stab her. "I'm not giving up!" Isabella shouted at him, making Mathias chuckle. "Hey Berwald! Come and see your girlfriend die!" He shouted, raising the sword over his head. "Isabella!" Berwald shouted, running over to the sibling. "Nighty-night. Say 'hi' to mother and father while you're at it!" He said, bringing his sword down.
"I'm sorry Berwald." Isabella whispered.