Chapter Four: Naga's story
It was a beautiful day when it all began. Prince Philionel, Phil to his friends, from the kingdom of Seyruun was traveling the countryside on his way home after visiting Atlas City on official business. He felt really good that morning. He had one of the greatest breakfasts he's had in months, the sky was clear and there was a cool breeze blowing in his face and it felt like it was being caressed by a soft and loving hand. He was being accompanied by two of his most trusted guards: James Cartel and Kyle Borges. Suddenly he let out a huge booming laugh that scared the guards off their horses. "Uh..sir," said James, "are you feeling alright?" "Of course I'm feeling alright, James," answered the young prince. "That's why I'm laughing. In fact, I want both of you to laugh as well."
James and Kyle looked at each other with confused expressions on their faces. "Come on, men!" shouted Phil, "start laughing." Both guards cleared their thoughts and forced out a few laughs. "Not like that," said the Prince. "Like this." Phil let out one very loud laugh that scared all the birds out of a nearby tree. James and Kyle felt a bit uncomfortable but the did it anyway. After all, Phil was a great prince and has never treated them bad.
A little ways down the road the prince and his guards were on, going the opposite direction was a young woman named Rose. She was wearing an everyday dress and carrying a basket full of "goodies." She was a traveling thief that was shunned from her hometown for practicing black magic. What a wonderful day, she thought, this is the perfect kind of day to rob an unsuspecting traveler. Rose let out a very loud laugh
"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho…"
After she laughed she realized that she hadn't eaten breakfast, and it was almost time for lunch. She walked up to a nearby tree; one of many on the road. Rose sat under the shade of the tree, leaned against the trunk, and placed her basket next to her. She opened the lid and looked for something to eat. "Let's see what we got," said Rose as she began examining the content of her basket. "Magic Talisman, spell book, rat's blood, lark's vomit, eye of newt, dagger, panties…AH!" Rose reached inside the basket and pulled out a BLT sandwich, a bottle of her homemade moonshine, and a piece of cake. What they were doing with those other items is a complete mystery.
Rose put her bottle of moonshine on the ground along with the cake, and started to munch on her sandwich. Once finished with her sandwich she reached for her cake, but halted when a loud sound came from above; the sound of leaves rustling as if something was moving through them. Suddenly, three people jumped out of the tree and surrounded her: one of her right, one on her left, and one in front of her.
"Little girls shouldn't be wondering the roads alone," said the one in front of her. "Especially if Patrick the thief and his gang wonder the streets as well." The one in front of her, supposedly Patrick, let out a menacing laugh that sounded too high pitched for a human. "Billy, Steven," said Patrick, "hold her down." Patrick snapped his fingers and the two men on her sides pushed her tight against the tree. "Now listen carefully, missy," said Patrick, "you and I are gonna get to know each other very well, then you're gonna get to know Steven, and then Billy…" Patrick spotted the bottle of moonshine on the ground. "But first I think I'll have a drink."
A grin suddenly appeared on Rose's face. But she quickly got rid of it so he wouldn't get suspicious. Patrick bent over, picked up the bottle and looked at it. "Is this stuff any good?" asked Patrick, still looking at the bottle. "It's probably some of the strongest moonshine in the world," said Rose while trying hard to hide her grin. Patrick pulled the cork out with his teeth, spat it out on the ground, and downed about a third of it if a few gulps. Patrick quickly removed the bottle and let out a painful groan. "Ughhhh….MAN THAT'S SOME GOOD STUFF!!"
Patrick tossed the bottle to the guy on Rose's right. "Try this stuff Bill," said Patrick strenuously. Bill looked at it and took a small gulp. "ACK!!" Billy grabbed his throat and passed the bottle to Steven. "Here," gasped Billy, "t…try it." Steven grabbed the bottle and sipped it. After he sipped it coughed and wheezed. Then, almost immediately, Patrick, Billy, and Steven passed out.
Rose picked up her bottle of moonshine, quickly got to her feet, and drank the rest of the liquor. Hah, she thought, that's what they deserve for trying to take advantage of me. Luckily for me they drank some of my booze. I told them the stuff was strong. But I guess I should've told them that the stuff was strong enough to knock out a bull for a week and a half. I'm glad that I've been blessed with the ability to drink like a whale and not get drunk. Rose put her cake back in her basket, picked it up and walked away. She got a good fifteen steps before something made her freeze in her tracks.
From behind, there was a long moan. "Ohhh…my head." She turned around and saw that Patrick was awake. Impossible, thought Rose. "H…how could you be awake!?" shouted Rose. "The amount of moonshine you drank would have knocked any human out for a month." Patrick got up to his feet. "That would be true," said Patrick in a monstrous tone, "if I were human."
Patrick's body was suddenly engulfed in a brownish-red flame. His eyes became blood red, his skin became a dark green, his hands became claws, and his teeth grew long and sharp like knifes. "It's too bad you have to die this way," said Patrick, the flames around his body now gone. He began to walk slowly towards Rose. Rose was couldn't move, she was too scared. Patrick was two paces away when he stopped.
"Any last words?" he asked.
"Y..yeah," said Rose. She pointed behind Patrick. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING!?!"
Patrick turned around expecting to see something strange, but nothing was there except his drunken henchmen. He turned back and saw that Rose has run off. She tricked me, thought Patrick.
Rose was a good ways down the road. Gotta run faster, she though. As she began to pick up the pace a black hole appeared out of nowhere in front of her. She knew what was going to happen. Out of the hole came Patrick with an angry look on his face. "You shouldn't have done that," he said, "now I will make your death slow and painful." He was about to slash at her when suddenly, a loud booming noise filled the air. It was laughter. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH," screamed Patrick as he put his hands on his head. The moonshine may have not knocked him out, but it gave him the worst hangover you can imagine.
The laughter grew louder. "MY HEAD!!" shouted Patrick. Rose looked down the path and saw three men walking in her direction leading some horses, and a pony with some supplies strapped to it.
Phil was having a great time. He sure loved laughing. "Hey guys," he said, "I'm thinking about growing a mustache. What do you guys think?" "I think you should go for it," said Kyle.
"Your highness, look!" said James, pointing his finger down the path.
Phil looked and saw a monster and a woman. "Oh my," said Phil, "that woman needs our help." Prince Phil dashed towards the monster at great speed. When he reached the monster he picked it up and shouted, "Justice Revenge throw," and threw Patrick over the horizon. Rose was speechless. Wow, thought Rose. "Are you okay miss?" asked Phil. Rose gave Prince Phil a great big hug.
"Thank you for saving me from that horrible monster, Mr…?"
"Philionel. Prince Philionel of Seyruun."
"P-Prince?"
"Yes, and I'm next in line for the throne. But I don't mean to brag. Hahahahaha!!!"
Rose's began to smile a really big smile. Jackpot, thought Rose, this guy is loaded. If I just stick to him like glue I'll be rich in no time. Unable to control her delight, Rose let out a loud laugh. Kyle and James thought she was a total nutcase. "That's the spirit," said Phil. "Let out a loud laugh to show how happy you are." "Don't mind if I do," she replied, and let out another laugh. Phil looked at Rose, smiled, and then joined her in laughing. James and Kyle just stood in the back, both confused at what was going. "Looks like a match made in heaven," said James to Kyle.
"You said it."
I'm gonna be rich, I'm gonna be rich, I'm gonna be rich was all that Rose could think of for the next few days. Prince Phil allowed her to travel with him and his guards to Seyruun. I'm gonna get a big house, get a bunch of servants, and get the finest liquor supply money can get. And she was right. She did get a big house, a bunch of servants, and access to the finest liquor imaginable, but not as just Rose, Princess Rose. Her plan to steal his money backfired when she fell in love with him. Prince Phil felt the same way about her too and asked for her hand in marriage.
Their life together was a happy one. Their first child was Gracia Ul Naga Seyruun. She was a wild child who took after her mother. Ten years after Gracia was born they had their second child: Amelia Wil Tesla Seyruun. For years they were a loving family. Both Gracia and Amelia were raised with the utmost care. They were both taught how to act and talk and walk by the best instructors. Gracia wasn't too good at learning manners like Amelia was. She was, however, learning black magic very well from her mother behind the teacher's backs. Life was perfect for them, until a plot to assassinate Prince Phil suddenly arose.
Deep within the slums of Seyruun, a man with shifty eyes met with a man in a hooded robe. "Is everything ready for tonight?" asked the man in the robe. The man with shifty eyes looked insulted. "Of course everything is ready," he said. "Why wouldn't it be? I'm no amateur assassin." "Even professionals can make mistakes, Ordesky," said the hooded man. "As for me, I will not tolerate any mistakes. I want that throne, and my big brother and his little family are the only thing in my way."
"Yeah, whatever."
"Don't talk to me that way!" the hooded man was furious. "If my brother and his wife and kids are not dead by midnight tonight I will have you and your whole assassin's guild placed in jail." The hooded man turned around and walked away. "Whatever you say…Prince Randy."
Around seven o'clock, rain clouds began to form over the kingdom of Seyruun. Gracia was very happy after having the greatest birthday party she'd ever had. She had just turned fifteen that day and loved all the presents that she received. She loved the horse her father gave her. Her father gave her mom a present that day, too: a black bikini. Her mom gave her dad an evil smile and they both walked away. She didn't really think much of it because she had more presents to open at the time. But that was five hours ago and it was almost time for her to tuck Amelia into her bed.
When she opened her little sisters door she found that her dad had already tucked her in and was already telling her a bed time story. Prince Phil stopped speaking and looked at Gracia. "Am I interrupting anything?" she asked. "Not at all Gracia," said Phil, "you can stay if you'd like."
"No thanks. I just stopped by to say 'Good Night' to Amelia."
"Okay."
Gracia walked over to her little sister, lying in bed. "Good night, Amelia," said Gracia, kissing her forehead. Amelia smiled. "G'night," she said. Gracia moved her fingers through her little sister's hair, not knowing that she wouldn't see her sister until ten years later. "I love ya, kiddo," said Gracia, taking her hands off her sister's head. "I love you, too," said Amelia, yawning very sleepy yawn. "I guess I'd better let father finish your bed time story," said Gracia as she walked towards the door.
"Good night, daddy."
"Good night, Gracia."
She shut the door behind her. The next door she'd open would change her life forever.
What a wonderful day it has been, thought Rose as she walked around her room. Gracia was so happy when she opened all her presents. The present that Phil gave me was a bit awkward, but I know he's into all that kinky stuff. Rose giggled at that thought. I wonder what kind of man Gracia will marry. Rose walked to her bed and sat down. If she's anything like me she'll marry some rich, good-looking guy. She lied down on the bed and stretched her arms. "Ahhh…this is the life," she said. As she was lying down, her very sensitive ears picked up the sound of footsteps on the balcony.
Outside, in the pouring rain, a very wet and very angry Ordesky was ready to do his job. This really stinks, he thought, why did it have to rain today? Ordesky reached into his pocket and pulled out a razor sharp dagger. Once Prince Randy takes Philionel's place, I'll get more money than I can count in two lifetimes. He'd better pay me. I didn't climb up to the balcony for nothing. He moved slowly towards the door. This is going to be a piece of cake. As he reached for the handle Rose quickly opened the door.
Gracia was humming a tune as she walked down the hall to her room. BOOOOOOOOOOMMM. Thunder never really bothered Gracia, but there was something that she heard along with the thunder that made her very disturbed. She thought she heard a scream, but she didn't know where. Maybe I'll go say good night to mom before I go to sleep. She walked past her door and the door to her cousin Alfred and stopped in front of her parent's bedroom. Casually, she opened the door. "Hey mom, I just stopped by to say…" What she saw horrified her to her very soul. Her mom was lying on her bed, dead and covered in blood. Standing next to her body was Ordesky.
Ordesky gave Gracia a look that she'll never forget. His eyes were not normal. They looked like the eyes of a man with no good in him. "Mother?" said Gracia, tears were running down her face. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY MOTHER!?!" Ordesky began to laugh. "Well, isn't this convenient," he said, "instead of looking for you, you've come to me. After all, an assassin/bandit like myself can't go running around all day" Gracia was filled with rage. Tears were rushing out of her eyes. "You…you sonuvabitch," was all that she could say at her present condition. "What was that?" asked Ordesky mockingly. "I couldn't hear you."
Gracia tightened her fist. "YOU SONUVABITCH!!!" Gracia ran at Ordesky. "Come on little girl," he said, waving his dagger. Gracia placed her hands in front of her. "CHAOS WEB!!!" Black threads shot out of Gracia's hands. "What the!?" Ordesky didn't know what hit him. In less than a second he was trapped in what looked like a black spider web. "What is this….AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" The black webbing ripped him into pieces. His blood splattered everywhere. Some even got on Gracia's face.
Gracia fell to her knees and began to cry. Mother. Why mother? It's all my fault. I could've saved her. If I was fast enough she'd still be alive. What Am I going to tell everyone? How can I show myself around here anymore? Gracia began to cry harder. Instead of trying to solve her problem, she decided to run away from them. I gotta get outta here. Gracia got rid of everything that could would connect her with Seyruun. She took off her dress that was made of cloth found only in Seyruun. Her underwear was also made of the same cloth.
I can't just run around naked. I have to wear something. She noticed an open dresser. Inside the dresser was her mom's black bikini. She put it on and went to the balcony, looking at her mom's body along the way. Tear's flowing down her cheek, she said, "Good bye." When she got to the balcony the rain was coming down hard. Lighting struck a nearby flag pole, thunder followed very soon. The sound was almost deafening.
It's now or never, thought Gracia, good-bye everyone. Gracia took a deep breath and leapt off the balcony. Before she hit the ground she cast a levitation spell. Since her power wasn't so strong at the time, she was only ably to make it just outside the castle grounds. She spent most of that night in a dark alley. She didn't sleep at all. She just sat there and thought of what she was going to do with her life from now on.
The palace was a mess that night. People were rushing everywhere, searching for more unauthorized personnel. Prince Philionel didn't take the shock too well. He just sat next to the bed crying. Amelia was asleep, but she would know in the morning what had happened to her mother while daddy was reading her a bedtime story. The door to the Prince's bedroom opened. "Sir," said a guard, "the search of the grounds is finished." "And what did you find?" asked Phil, his voice was dry, like he had been crying for a while. The guard felt sorry for the prince.
"Uh…there were no unauthorized personnel on the grounds."
"Is that all?"
"No, sir. We haven't been able to locate princess Gracia anywhere. She may have been kidnapped, sir."
Prince Philionel let out a long sigh. "No she hasn't," said the prince, "she has run away."
"What makes you think that, your highness?"
Prince Philionel pointed to Gracia's clothes on the floor and the to the dresser where the black bikini he gave his wife used to hang. "That is how I know," said the prince. There was a flash of lightening followed by thunder. "Should I order my men to look for her?" asked the guard.
"No. By now she'd probably be wondering the countryside. Just keep your men on the lookout for any suspicious looking people."
"Yessir."
The guard left the room closing the door behind him. Prince Philionel just sat there, his face covered in tears and wonder how he'll be able to tell Amelia. The door slowly opened again. "Is it okay if I come in?" It was Randy. "Yes," said the prince in a shaky voice, "you may enter." Randy walked in the room. "I can't believe that someone would do a thing like this," said Randy, walking over to his older brother. "I didn't even no anyone would be capable of a thing like this," said the prince, crying even harder. Randy put his hand on his brother's shoulder, he didn't feel any remorse though. He looked at the corpse of his brother's wife and then noticed the body parts of… "Ordesky…" Prince Philionel was confused.
"What did you say, Randy?"
"That man lying there on the floor is Ordesky of the Red Dragon Assassin's Guild."
"How do you know this?"
"I've seen him before in the castle dungeon. The head guard down there told me about him. He is supposedly the best assassin in Seyruun."
Philionel was shocked. "Buy why my wife? Why Rose?" Philionel began to cry harder than he had ever cried in his life. "I don't know brother. I don't know." There was another crackle of thunder. Stupid fool, thought Randy, I'll have to find some other way to dispose of my brother.
What am I going to do? Gracia sat in a dark alley, soaking wet. I have no money, I have no clothes, I have no place to stay. What am I going to do? "What's a girl like you doing here so late at night." Gracia looked up and saw a brutish looking man wearing a black cape with spiked shoulder guards, black gloves, black boots, a necklace with a small skull in the middle, a golden headband with a jewel in the middle, a black shirt, and a pair of black pants. "Leave me alone," said Gracia. "What is your name?" asked the man. Gracia thought it over. She needed a new name along with her new life, but what would it be?
"Well?" said the man, "what is your name?" What should my new name be? This is tough. I can't be Gracia Ul… "Naga," she said at last. "That's it? Naga?" said the man. He's heard better names in his days. Naga was one of the silliest names he's ever heard. "The serpent," said Gracia. The man laughed at that. "Naga the serpent?" he said, laughing hard. Gracia grew angry. "I'm sorry for laughing," said the man. "My Name is Max Fairbanks. I am a member a new bandit gang called 'The Dragon Fang.' I saw you in the alley and we are desperate for new recruits so I though I might ask you if you'd like to join."
"Bandit?" said Gracia. The man who killed my mother was a bandit. Gracia stood up and walked slowly towards Max. "I…hate…BANDITS!!!" shouted Gracia. Gracia put her hands on Max's chest. "BURST RONDO!!" There was a loud explosion in the alley. Max was knocked out cold, his chest was burnt to a crisp. Gracia took this as a blessing in disguise. She took Max's money pouch, and put on his cape, his headband, his gloves, his necklace, and his boots. That's much better, she thought.
Gracia walked out of the alley. The rain had died down a bit, but the sound of thunder was still as loud as ever. Guards were rushing down the roads everywhere. Gracia couldn't stay out here for long. She'd be spotted and taken to the castle. The guards knew the faces of every member of the royal family. Gracia walked into the nearest inn and used Max's money to stay for the night.
She laid her clothes out to dry, and got in bed. The image of her mother covered in blood kept appearing in her mind. She didn't want to be anywhere near the palace. She wanted to get as far away as possible. She decided that tomorrow would be the day she left Seyruun behind forever. That night she cried couldn't stop crying. That was her last night in the kingdom of Seyruun.
It was a beautiful day when it all began. Prince Philionel, Phil to his friends, from the kingdom of Seyruun was traveling the countryside on his way home after visiting Atlas City on official business. He felt really good that morning. He had one of the greatest breakfasts he's had in months, the sky was clear and there was a cool breeze blowing in his face and it felt like it was being caressed by a soft and loving hand. He was being accompanied by two of his most trusted guards: James Cartel and Kyle Borges. Suddenly he let out a huge booming laugh that scared the guards off their horses. "Uh..sir," said James, "are you feeling alright?" "Of course I'm feeling alright, James," answered the young prince. "That's why I'm laughing. In fact, I want both of you to laugh as well."
James and Kyle looked at each other with confused expressions on their faces. "Come on, men!" shouted Phil, "start laughing." Both guards cleared their thoughts and forced out a few laughs. "Not like that," said the Prince. "Like this." Phil let out one very loud laugh that scared all the birds out of a nearby tree. James and Kyle felt a bit uncomfortable but the did it anyway. After all, Phil was a great prince and has never treated them bad.
A little ways down the road the prince and his guards were on, going the opposite direction was a young woman named Rose. She was wearing an everyday dress and carrying a basket full of "goodies." She was a traveling thief that was shunned from her hometown for practicing black magic. What a wonderful day, she thought, this is the perfect kind of day to rob an unsuspecting traveler. Rose let out a very loud laugh
"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho…"
After she laughed she realized that she hadn't eaten breakfast, and it was almost time for lunch. She walked up to a nearby tree; one of many on the road. Rose sat under the shade of the tree, leaned against the trunk, and placed her basket next to her. She opened the lid and looked for something to eat. "Let's see what we got," said Rose as she began examining the content of her basket. "Magic Talisman, spell book, rat's blood, lark's vomit, eye of newt, dagger, panties…AH!" Rose reached inside the basket and pulled out a BLT sandwich, a bottle of her homemade moonshine, and a piece of cake. What they were doing with those other items is a complete mystery.
Rose put her bottle of moonshine on the ground along with the cake, and started to munch on her sandwich. Once finished with her sandwich she reached for her cake, but halted when a loud sound came from above; the sound of leaves rustling as if something was moving through them. Suddenly, three people jumped out of the tree and surrounded her: one of her right, one on her left, and one in front of her.
"Little girls shouldn't be wondering the roads alone," said the one in front of her. "Especially if Patrick the thief and his gang wonder the streets as well." The one in front of her, supposedly Patrick, let out a menacing laugh that sounded too high pitched for a human. "Billy, Steven," said Patrick, "hold her down." Patrick snapped his fingers and the two men on her sides pushed her tight against the tree. "Now listen carefully, missy," said Patrick, "you and I are gonna get to know each other very well, then you're gonna get to know Steven, and then Billy…" Patrick spotted the bottle of moonshine on the ground. "But first I think I'll have a drink."
A grin suddenly appeared on Rose's face. But she quickly got rid of it so he wouldn't get suspicious. Patrick bent over, picked up the bottle and looked at it. "Is this stuff any good?" asked Patrick, still looking at the bottle. "It's probably some of the strongest moonshine in the world," said Rose while trying hard to hide her grin. Patrick pulled the cork out with his teeth, spat it out on the ground, and downed about a third of it if a few gulps. Patrick quickly removed the bottle and let out a painful groan. "Ughhhh….MAN THAT'S SOME GOOD STUFF!!"
Patrick tossed the bottle to the guy on Rose's right. "Try this stuff Bill," said Patrick strenuously. Bill looked at it and took a small gulp. "ACK!!" Billy grabbed his throat and passed the bottle to Steven. "Here," gasped Billy, "t…try it." Steven grabbed the bottle and sipped it. After he sipped it coughed and wheezed. Then, almost immediately, Patrick, Billy, and Steven passed out.
Rose picked up her bottle of moonshine, quickly got to her feet, and drank the rest of the liquor. Hah, she thought, that's what they deserve for trying to take advantage of me. Luckily for me they drank some of my booze. I told them the stuff was strong. But I guess I should've told them that the stuff was strong enough to knock out a bull for a week and a half. I'm glad that I've been blessed with the ability to drink like a whale and not get drunk. Rose put her cake back in her basket, picked it up and walked away. She got a good fifteen steps before something made her freeze in her tracks.
From behind, there was a long moan. "Ohhh…my head." She turned around and saw that Patrick was awake. Impossible, thought Rose. "H…how could you be awake!?" shouted Rose. "The amount of moonshine you drank would have knocked any human out for a month." Patrick got up to his feet. "That would be true," said Patrick in a monstrous tone, "if I were human."
Patrick's body was suddenly engulfed in a brownish-red flame. His eyes became blood red, his skin became a dark green, his hands became claws, and his teeth grew long and sharp like knifes. "It's too bad you have to die this way," said Patrick, the flames around his body now gone. He began to walk slowly towards Rose. Rose was couldn't move, she was too scared. Patrick was two paces away when he stopped.
"Any last words?" he asked.
"Y..yeah," said Rose. She pointed behind Patrick. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING!?!"
Patrick turned around expecting to see something strange, but nothing was there except his drunken henchmen. He turned back and saw that Rose has run off. She tricked me, thought Patrick.
Rose was a good ways down the road. Gotta run faster, she though. As she began to pick up the pace a black hole appeared out of nowhere in front of her. She knew what was going to happen. Out of the hole came Patrick with an angry look on his face. "You shouldn't have done that," he said, "now I will make your death slow and painful." He was about to slash at her when suddenly, a loud booming noise filled the air. It was laughter. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH," screamed Patrick as he put his hands on his head. The moonshine may have not knocked him out, but it gave him the worst hangover you can imagine.
The laughter grew louder. "MY HEAD!!" shouted Patrick. Rose looked down the path and saw three men walking in her direction leading some horses, and a pony with some supplies strapped to it.
Phil was having a great time. He sure loved laughing. "Hey guys," he said, "I'm thinking about growing a mustache. What do you guys think?" "I think you should go for it," said Kyle.
"Your highness, look!" said James, pointing his finger down the path.
Phil looked and saw a monster and a woman. "Oh my," said Phil, "that woman needs our help." Prince Phil dashed towards the monster at great speed. When he reached the monster he picked it up and shouted, "Justice Revenge throw," and threw Patrick over the horizon. Rose was speechless. Wow, thought Rose. "Are you okay miss?" asked Phil. Rose gave Prince Phil a great big hug.
"Thank you for saving me from that horrible monster, Mr…?"
"Philionel. Prince Philionel of Seyruun."
"P-Prince?"
"Yes, and I'm next in line for the throne. But I don't mean to brag. Hahahahaha!!!"
Rose's began to smile a really big smile. Jackpot, thought Rose, this guy is loaded. If I just stick to him like glue I'll be rich in no time. Unable to control her delight, Rose let out a loud laugh. Kyle and James thought she was a total nutcase. "That's the spirit," said Phil. "Let out a loud laugh to show how happy you are." "Don't mind if I do," she replied, and let out another laugh. Phil looked at Rose, smiled, and then joined her in laughing. James and Kyle just stood in the back, both confused at what was going. "Looks like a match made in heaven," said James to Kyle.
"You said it."
I'm gonna be rich, I'm gonna be rich, I'm gonna be rich was all that Rose could think of for the next few days. Prince Phil allowed her to travel with him and his guards to Seyruun. I'm gonna get a big house, get a bunch of servants, and get the finest liquor supply money can get. And she was right. She did get a big house, a bunch of servants, and access to the finest liquor imaginable, but not as just Rose, Princess Rose. Her plan to steal his money backfired when she fell in love with him. Prince Phil felt the same way about her too and asked for her hand in marriage.
Their life together was a happy one. Their first child was Gracia Ul Naga Seyruun. She was a wild child who took after her mother. Ten years after Gracia was born they had their second child: Amelia Wil Tesla Seyruun. For years they were a loving family. Both Gracia and Amelia were raised with the utmost care. They were both taught how to act and talk and walk by the best instructors. Gracia wasn't too good at learning manners like Amelia was. She was, however, learning black magic very well from her mother behind the teacher's backs. Life was perfect for them, until a plot to assassinate Prince Phil suddenly arose.
Deep within the slums of Seyruun, a man with shifty eyes met with a man in a hooded robe. "Is everything ready for tonight?" asked the man in the robe. The man with shifty eyes looked insulted. "Of course everything is ready," he said. "Why wouldn't it be? I'm no amateur assassin." "Even professionals can make mistakes, Ordesky," said the hooded man. "As for me, I will not tolerate any mistakes. I want that throne, and my big brother and his little family are the only thing in my way."
"Yeah, whatever."
"Don't talk to me that way!" the hooded man was furious. "If my brother and his wife and kids are not dead by midnight tonight I will have you and your whole assassin's guild placed in jail." The hooded man turned around and walked away. "Whatever you say…Prince Randy."
Around seven o'clock, rain clouds began to form over the kingdom of Seyruun. Gracia was very happy after having the greatest birthday party she'd ever had. She had just turned fifteen that day and loved all the presents that she received. She loved the horse her father gave her. Her father gave her mom a present that day, too: a black bikini. Her mom gave her dad an evil smile and they both walked away. She didn't really think much of it because she had more presents to open at the time. But that was five hours ago and it was almost time for her to tuck Amelia into her bed.
When she opened her little sisters door she found that her dad had already tucked her in and was already telling her a bed time story. Prince Phil stopped speaking and looked at Gracia. "Am I interrupting anything?" she asked. "Not at all Gracia," said Phil, "you can stay if you'd like."
"No thanks. I just stopped by to say 'Good Night' to Amelia."
"Okay."
Gracia walked over to her little sister, lying in bed. "Good night, Amelia," said Gracia, kissing her forehead. Amelia smiled. "G'night," she said. Gracia moved her fingers through her little sister's hair, not knowing that she wouldn't see her sister until ten years later. "I love ya, kiddo," said Gracia, taking her hands off her sister's head. "I love you, too," said Amelia, yawning very sleepy yawn. "I guess I'd better let father finish your bed time story," said Gracia as she walked towards the door.
"Good night, daddy."
"Good night, Gracia."
She shut the door behind her. The next door she'd open would change her life forever.
What a wonderful day it has been, thought Rose as she walked around her room. Gracia was so happy when she opened all her presents. The present that Phil gave me was a bit awkward, but I know he's into all that kinky stuff. Rose giggled at that thought. I wonder what kind of man Gracia will marry. Rose walked to her bed and sat down. If she's anything like me she'll marry some rich, good-looking guy. She lied down on the bed and stretched her arms. "Ahhh…this is the life," she said. As she was lying down, her very sensitive ears picked up the sound of footsteps on the balcony.
Outside, in the pouring rain, a very wet and very angry Ordesky was ready to do his job. This really stinks, he thought, why did it have to rain today? Ordesky reached into his pocket and pulled out a razor sharp dagger. Once Prince Randy takes Philionel's place, I'll get more money than I can count in two lifetimes. He'd better pay me. I didn't climb up to the balcony for nothing. He moved slowly towards the door. This is going to be a piece of cake. As he reached for the handle Rose quickly opened the door.
Gracia was humming a tune as she walked down the hall to her room. BOOOOOOOOOOMMM. Thunder never really bothered Gracia, but there was something that she heard along with the thunder that made her very disturbed. She thought she heard a scream, but she didn't know where. Maybe I'll go say good night to mom before I go to sleep. She walked past her door and the door to her cousin Alfred and stopped in front of her parent's bedroom. Casually, she opened the door. "Hey mom, I just stopped by to say…" What she saw horrified her to her very soul. Her mom was lying on her bed, dead and covered in blood. Standing next to her body was Ordesky.
Ordesky gave Gracia a look that she'll never forget. His eyes were not normal. They looked like the eyes of a man with no good in him. "Mother?" said Gracia, tears were running down her face. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY MOTHER!?!" Ordesky began to laugh. "Well, isn't this convenient," he said, "instead of looking for you, you've come to me. After all, an assassin/bandit like myself can't go running around all day" Gracia was filled with rage. Tears were rushing out of her eyes. "You…you sonuvabitch," was all that she could say at her present condition. "What was that?" asked Ordesky mockingly. "I couldn't hear you."
Gracia tightened her fist. "YOU SONUVABITCH!!!" Gracia ran at Ordesky. "Come on little girl," he said, waving his dagger. Gracia placed her hands in front of her. "CHAOS WEB!!!" Black threads shot out of Gracia's hands. "What the!?" Ordesky didn't know what hit him. In less than a second he was trapped in what looked like a black spider web. "What is this….AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" The black webbing ripped him into pieces. His blood splattered everywhere. Some even got on Gracia's face.
Gracia fell to her knees and began to cry. Mother. Why mother? It's all my fault. I could've saved her. If I was fast enough she'd still be alive. What Am I going to tell everyone? How can I show myself around here anymore? Gracia began to cry harder. Instead of trying to solve her problem, she decided to run away from them. I gotta get outta here. Gracia got rid of everything that could would connect her with Seyruun. She took off her dress that was made of cloth found only in Seyruun. Her underwear was also made of the same cloth.
I can't just run around naked. I have to wear something. She noticed an open dresser. Inside the dresser was her mom's black bikini. She put it on and went to the balcony, looking at her mom's body along the way. Tear's flowing down her cheek, she said, "Good bye." When she got to the balcony the rain was coming down hard. Lighting struck a nearby flag pole, thunder followed very soon. The sound was almost deafening.
It's now or never, thought Gracia, good-bye everyone. Gracia took a deep breath and leapt off the balcony. Before she hit the ground she cast a levitation spell. Since her power wasn't so strong at the time, she was only ably to make it just outside the castle grounds. She spent most of that night in a dark alley. She didn't sleep at all. She just sat there and thought of what she was going to do with her life from now on.
The palace was a mess that night. People were rushing everywhere, searching for more unauthorized personnel. Prince Philionel didn't take the shock too well. He just sat next to the bed crying. Amelia was asleep, but she would know in the morning what had happened to her mother while daddy was reading her a bedtime story. The door to the Prince's bedroom opened. "Sir," said a guard, "the search of the grounds is finished." "And what did you find?" asked Phil, his voice was dry, like he had been crying for a while. The guard felt sorry for the prince.
"Uh…there were no unauthorized personnel on the grounds."
"Is that all?"
"No, sir. We haven't been able to locate princess Gracia anywhere. She may have been kidnapped, sir."
Prince Philionel let out a long sigh. "No she hasn't," said the prince, "she has run away."
"What makes you think that, your highness?"
Prince Philionel pointed to Gracia's clothes on the floor and the to the dresser where the black bikini he gave his wife used to hang. "That is how I know," said the prince. There was a flash of lightening followed by thunder. "Should I order my men to look for her?" asked the guard.
"No. By now she'd probably be wondering the countryside. Just keep your men on the lookout for any suspicious looking people."
"Yessir."
The guard left the room closing the door behind him. Prince Philionel just sat there, his face covered in tears and wonder how he'll be able to tell Amelia. The door slowly opened again. "Is it okay if I come in?" It was Randy. "Yes," said the prince in a shaky voice, "you may enter." Randy walked in the room. "I can't believe that someone would do a thing like this," said Randy, walking over to his older brother. "I didn't even no anyone would be capable of a thing like this," said the prince, crying even harder. Randy put his hand on his brother's shoulder, he didn't feel any remorse though. He looked at the corpse of his brother's wife and then noticed the body parts of… "Ordesky…" Prince Philionel was confused.
"What did you say, Randy?"
"That man lying there on the floor is Ordesky of the Red Dragon Assassin's Guild."
"How do you know this?"
"I've seen him before in the castle dungeon. The head guard down there told me about him. He is supposedly the best assassin in Seyruun."
Philionel was shocked. "Buy why my wife? Why Rose?" Philionel began to cry harder than he had ever cried in his life. "I don't know brother. I don't know." There was another crackle of thunder. Stupid fool, thought Randy, I'll have to find some other way to dispose of my brother.
What am I going to do? Gracia sat in a dark alley, soaking wet. I have no money, I have no clothes, I have no place to stay. What am I going to do? "What's a girl like you doing here so late at night." Gracia looked up and saw a brutish looking man wearing a black cape with spiked shoulder guards, black gloves, black boots, a necklace with a small skull in the middle, a golden headband with a jewel in the middle, a black shirt, and a pair of black pants. "Leave me alone," said Gracia. "What is your name?" asked the man. Gracia thought it over. She needed a new name along with her new life, but what would it be?
"Well?" said the man, "what is your name?" What should my new name be? This is tough. I can't be Gracia Ul… "Naga," she said at last. "That's it? Naga?" said the man. He's heard better names in his days. Naga was one of the silliest names he's ever heard. "The serpent," said Gracia. The man laughed at that. "Naga the serpent?" he said, laughing hard. Gracia grew angry. "I'm sorry for laughing," said the man. "My Name is Max Fairbanks. I am a member a new bandit gang called 'The Dragon Fang.' I saw you in the alley and we are desperate for new recruits so I though I might ask you if you'd like to join."
"Bandit?" said Gracia. The man who killed my mother was a bandit. Gracia stood up and walked slowly towards Max. "I…hate…BANDITS!!!" shouted Gracia. Gracia put her hands on Max's chest. "BURST RONDO!!" There was a loud explosion in the alley. Max was knocked out cold, his chest was burnt to a crisp. Gracia took this as a blessing in disguise. She took Max's money pouch, and put on his cape, his headband, his gloves, his necklace, and his boots. That's much better, she thought.
Gracia walked out of the alley. The rain had died down a bit, but the sound of thunder was still as loud as ever. Guards were rushing down the roads everywhere. Gracia couldn't stay out here for long. She'd be spotted and taken to the castle. The guards knew the faces of every member of the royal family. Gracia walked into the nearest inn and used Max's money to stay for the night.
She laid her clothes out to dry, and got in bed. The image of her mother covered in blood kept appearing in her mind. She didn't want to be anywhere near the palace. She wanted to get as far away as possible. She decided that tomorrow would be the day she left Seyruun behind forever. That night she cried couldn't stop crying. That was her last night in the kingdom of Seyruun.