Chapter 25- A Daughter of Wickedness

Tei wondered if she was being too strict, but she refused to repeat the same mistakes. She didn't want anyone to escape from her might.

She sat on her bed and looked at a picture of her family. She was repulsed by the ugliness of her parents, but still respected them.

She wondered what they'd do if they were in her position. Would they loosen the reins on their people or would they try to make themselves even more powerful?

Tei's mother had once given Tei some strange advice. "Never let anyone worm their way into your heart," she said.

Tei's father, who led the country before Tei did, told his daughter to give up on trying to understand people.

"Once you try to understand people, you put trust in people. You may think you understand a person's actions, but you're probably dead wrong about them."

Tei took both pieces of advice to heart. She made sure to never take a Psychology class, a History class or a Sociology class. Instead she concentrated on Mathematics and Geography.

She wished she had taken a Political Science course. If she did, maybe she'd be able to get herself out of the mess she was in.

She honestly hated murder. She would order people to execute other people only if she felt she had too. This was why she felt incredibly guilty after declaring war on Vocalia.

She preferred to keep hostiles in her dungeon. It was fun to see what made them tick. She knew she wasn't supposed to find out more about humans, but she couldn't help but find criminals fascinating.

She sadly never had a chance to find out more about 'Len-chan'. She wanted to know everything about him. She knew she'd love him even more if she knew more about his personality and interests.

She loved his bright blue eyes. She loved his golden hair. She loved his skin. She loved everything she knew about him. She even loved the sound of his voice when he screamed in fear.

She wanted to hear him scream again, and discover what made him cry. She desperately wanted to know what made him smile and what made him convulse with rage.

If only he and Teto knew Tei would never kill him. She just wanted to see him under her complete control.

She remembered seeing him on television. He was being interviewed about his reasons for joining Ms Hatsune's committee. He sounded very intelligent for his age, and Tei wanted to figuratively dissect his brain.

Tei had a special channel made just for her. She gave the people who ran the channel a large sum of money to keep it going. The channel contained everything she needed to know about the world around her. Well, not everything. She still needed her council to give her more information.

Tei stood up and walked out of the room. Everyone in the hallway bowed when they saw her. She smiled. It felt nice to be appreciated by others.

Some people called her a princess. She honestly did not know what to think about her unofficial title. Sometimes it angered her, for it made her fell week and powerless. Other times the title made her feel like a beautiful woman loved by all.

Tei walked to the Throne Room. Inside were Ms Yokune, Mr Yokune, Mr Namine and Mr Kasane.

The room suddenly felt empty without Teto, who was always Tei's favourite assistant. Tei didn't know why, but Teto was the the only one she referred to by her first name. Tei was disappointed with her beloved council member.

Ms Yokune rubbed her eyes before congratulating Mr Kasane for destroying Vocalia Palace.

Tei frowned and ordered everyone else in the room to leave. She wanted to be alone for some reason.

She sat down in her throne and massaged her temples. She didn't know why she unexpectedly had a headache. Perhaps her own thoughts were causing the pain.

She was sick of the war, saddened by her only friend's betrayal and angered by the rejection she received from the young man she loved.

Lily had her daggers ready as she hid behind a column. The daggers were already coated in red. She wanted to dance with glee, but she remained as still as a statue.

She was relieved that she managed to sneak past the many guards and climb up a wall to the Throne Room. She had waited in the room for about an hour.

She was there for a reason. At first she hated Iroha, but eventually she began to feel sorry for her. She wanted to avenge her death more than anything.

When she saw Iroha die, she wanted to kill everyone in her line of sight. She didn't care if the people she killed were Vocaloids or Utauloids. She felt that Iroha's death was everybody's fault. Lily even blamed herself.

She heard footsteps walking towards the window she sneaked through. President Sukone turned around and saw Lily. Her scream abruptly ended when Lily pushed Ms Sukone to the ground and plunged daggers into the her heart.

Lily took her daggers out of the president's body and stabbed her again several times. She laughed maniacally as she slowly cut Ms Sukone's head off.

She picked up the head, took a sticky note out of her pocket and stuck in on Ms Sukone's forehead. The note said 'For Iroha'. Lily tossed the head out the window.

A guard walked towards the head and almost fainted in shock. He looked up and saw both the black rope and the open window.

He ran to another guard and told her that President Sukone had been assassinated. The female guard ran inside the castle and up the stairs to the Throne Room.

She opened the door and saw Lily, who held her hands up in resignation. Lily smiled sadly and gave a weak laugh.

The guard took out her gun and pointed it at Lily's head. She shot the blonde woman, who had tears streaming down her face.

Ms Yokune entered the room and placed a hand over her mouth when she saw President Sukone's decapitated body.

When Mr Namine walked into the room, his face remained emotionless. "Who's going to rule Utaunos now?" He asked.

"I suggest we vote," Ms Yokune said quietly.

"Why?"

"If one person becomes powerful without an election, they'll probably be assassinated as well. I feared this would happen."

Mr Namine sighed. "Perhaps you are correct. We'll have to set up an election."

Ms Yokune walked up to Ms Sukone's body. "I don't know whether to be sad or relieved about President Sukone's death."

"I honestly don't care that she died. She was a scab which needed to be flicked off the arm of this country."

"Those are some very strong words, Mr Namine. I'd be wary of which words I use if I were you."

"Well, she was evil, a daughter of wickedness."