Diary of the Rose of May
Note: I do not own this Squaresoft game or the characters. I've only written this for the pleasure of others who love Fanfics! It might not be funny or superexcellent, but it's my second fanfic and I'm trying. Anyway, just to let you know, It starts out like it's written in a diary then goes to a story mode kind of thing. So ya! Thank you and enjoy General Beatrix's POV!
Dear Diary,
We've set off for battle in Gizamluke's Cavern. It took us one day to get there and one day to get through the damn thing with all the rats attacking us, but we made it through victorious with no deaths of our soldiers or black mages. But we can't say the same for the Burmecians now can we? But I do regret killing all those innocent lives… Yet in the Queen's words: aren't so innocent. I still don't believe that they would attack us. They didn't seem too prepared for battle. But besides that, the Monkey boy and the Mage that was on the theater ship when the Princess was captured, with a Qu and a Burmecian were there once we took over Burmecia. All four of them challenged me to battle…
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Beatrix stabbed her blade into the heart of a dying Burmecian that lay below at her feet. All around her, the walls, the floors, the ceiling, was splattered with thick coats of blood and carcasses. Beatrix pulled out her 'Save the Queen' out of the body that lay before her as her soldiers caught up with her.
"General!" They exclaimed, sounding like they were out of breath, "You act like a mad woman on the battle field, General!"
"We're going to have to if we're going to win this battle!" Beatrix told them, "We need to give our all!"
"Well said, Ma'am!" shouted a soldier.
"Let's carry on! We're almost out of here!" Beatrix said continuing through the room kicking open the final door.
"Hey! Mages! This way! Pick up the pace!" Ordered one of the soldiers as they all continued into the next room.
They entered a large chamber with a long narrow path leading straight to the exit. On either sides of the path, was deep, dark water. It seemed as if someone sunk to the bottom… they'd never come back up.
"This was too easy! We're sure to beat those Burmecians now!" Smiled one of the Soldiers as she walked toward the exit.
"NO! YOU FOOL! DON'T TAKE ANOTHER STEP!" Beatrix yelled at the young soldier.
But it was too late; there was a loud roar that came from one of the fountains on the wall ahead. A lizard like sea serpent slithered out of the fountain and dropped into the water. The Soldiers and Mage watched in horror as the creature rose from the water, towering over the young soldier.
"It's the legendary Master Gizamluke!" Cried a Soldier.
Master Gizamluke let out another ear piercing cry and dove down, mouth open wide to bite the head of the young soldier. The soldier covered her eyes and waited for the end. …But nothing happened except a cry of pain from not her… but someone else! The soldier opened her eyes to see the mighty General standing in front of her. The General had block the beast's way by blocking with her forearm. Gizamluke's fangs dug into the General's forearm armor. The General was wincing from the pain.
"GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!!" Beatrix shouted at the soldier.
The soldier nodded and ran toward the rest of the soldiers. Beatrix pulled her arm from Gizamluke's mouth and held her sword to its neck.
"Wait!" Cried a familiar annoying voice.
"Wait, you must!" Cried a similar annoying voice.
"What is it?! Zorn, Thorn, can't you see I'm busy!?" Beatrix shouted taking arm at the beast.
"Idea we have, yes!" Thorn exclaimed.
"Yes, we have an idea!" Zorn exclaimed.
"What is it? And make it quick!" Beatrix shouted.
"We can use Master Gizamluke as a weapon to destroy any soldiers from Lindbulm who try and help the Burmecians!" Zorn explained.
"No chance, they stand!" Thorn said happily.
"Fine! Just get it on with!" Beatrix ordered.
"Yes Ma'am!" Thorn and Zorn replied.
They walked up to Master Gizamluke and started to do a dance in a circle and began to chant a few words. Master Gizamluke stared at this spectacle unmoving. Master Gizamluke was completely hypnotized by their dance. Beatrix stood there watching as Master Gizamluke as he slithered back into the water and back up into the fountain.
"Good job. We're going to head on. You finish clean up the place of rats then come to Burmecia. And make sure no one interferes with the Queen's plans." Beatrix ordered.
"Yes Ma'am!" They both said at once.
Beatrix led her soldiers and the Black Mages out of the Cavern. Outside, a silver dragon and its master awaited them under the starry night. Beatrix walked up to the mysterious man, Kuja.
"What are you doing here? Why weren't you helping in the Cavern?" Beatrix asked him.
"Dear, Rose of May, I'm not here to battle just yet. That tiny obstacle was not worth my efforts." Kuja smiled.
Beatrix shrugged, "Too bad." Beatrix turned to the soldiers and mages, "We'll camp here for the night and head for Burmecia in the morning! Mages! Start pitching tents at once! Soldiers! Prepare the camp! If I see any loitering, heads will roll! Understood?!"
"Ma'am, yes Ma'am!" The soldiers and mages replied, then hurried off to make camp.
Once all the tents were pitched, and a campfire was set, the mages and soldiers retired to their tents. Beatrix remained sitting by the campfire, taking the first night watch. She stared into the fire as the heat crested her skin, washing her blood soaked hands and boots with a damp rag. A cold hand placed on her shoulder surprised her. Although she knew whom it belonged to, she was still not used to the surprise.
"Good evening, Kuja." She sighed.
"Good evening, Lady Rose." Kuja smiled as he sat beside her, "Why aren't you in dream? Someone with beauty such as yours should not be exposed to the late hours of the night."
"I'm used to it." She replied hoping to stop his talk of beauty and love.
"You are strong. But I sense something is troubling you. What is on your mind?" Kuja asked.
"I used to know someone from Burmecia."
"You conversed with one of these vulgar rats?"
"They aren't all bad, but I have a sin against one of them."
"A sin? Do tell."
"I met a Burmecian Dragoon knight about a year ago, on returning from a battle against the mist monsters that tried to attack us. He was a tall rat, with blonde hair, wore fine clothes and wielded a mighty spear. He said his name was Sir Fratley. He traveled long and far to meet me and to challenge me to a duel of weapons. I accepted. We face each other by a top a cliff outside of Alexandria. We fought long and hard, we seemed very equal in strength, but I had the upper hand. I cornered him near the edge of the cliff, but he refused to give up…" Beatrix sighed, "After a few minutes of clashing weapons, he lost his balance… He fell backwards off the edge, but I grabbed his hand before he was out of reach. There we were, him hanging above instant death and I holding on to him for dear life. He tried to coax me into letting him go, for soon enough I would slip off the edge and face the same fate as he. Of course, I refused. But fate felt other wise. My hands started to sweat and our grip began to loosen. Before I knew it my grip became too weak, and he fell to his doom. I never saw him since…"
"A moving story, Lady Rose. But you mustn't let your feelings of sorrow on his death effect our conquest of Burmecia. The Queen would be mighty displeased." Kuja told her.
"Sigh… your right. It would be selfish of me. I thank you for listening."
"Anytime, my precious…" Kuja leaned towards Beatrix.
Beatrix moved away. But he moved closer, pressing his lips against hers. Beatrix pulled away immediately before he could go any further. Kuja was surprised at this.
"Not now… Not tonight…" Beatrix whispered.
"What's the matter? Why do you resist?" Kuja scooted closer to her, placing a hand on her thigh.
"Please… Don't-"
Kuja interrupted her with a second attempt. She began to wrap her arms around his neck, as if she was falling under a spell. He parted her lips with his warm tongue. To her it seemed like a cliché. Suddenly she could feel his hand moving up her thigh. She opened her eye wide once it came too close her 'forbidden territory'. She pushed him away and slapped him across the face, leaving a faint mark of red in the shape of her hand on his face.
"How dare you!" She shouted, still careful not to wake anyone.
"What 'tis wrong? What did I do?" Kuja asked in confusion.
"You touched me with your dirty little hand! That's what!" She snapped, "You dare touch me in such a way again, and you'll be begging for mercy!"
He leaned in till his face was a centimeter away from hers, "I'm hoping just that." He smiled devilishly.
"You dirty little pervert!" Beatrix shouted.
Beatrix rose to her feet, dropped the rag and ran to the soldiers' tent. She opened the flap, shining the moon light on their faces to help her identify them. She searched with her eye from among all the faces peacefully tucked away in their sleeping bags.
"Amanda! Amanda! Get out here!" Beatrix hissed into the tent.
A brunette soldier let out a yawn and rose slowly to her feet, "Yawn, yes… General…?"
"You're on watch duty! In 3 hours, wake Grace to take the next turn. I'm taking my leave to my tent." Beatrix whispered to her, trying not to wake the others.
"Yes General Beatrix!" The soldier grabbed her armor and ran outside to take her post.
Beatrix closed the tent and walked over to her private tent. She entered through the open flap and closed it behind her. She lit a candle and kicked off her boots in rage. She was rather ticked at what happened. She took off the armor on her left arm, then her right, and then her belt while trying to forget what happened. She undid her long vest and pulled off her chain mail letting them both fall to the ground. She picked up a shirt that lay on top her sleeping bag and slipped into it. She zipped open her sleeping bag and crawled inside. She lifted herself to blow out the candle and the tent became consumed in darkness. She decided to sleep on the rage as she closed her eye, turned on her side and began to drift off.
Suddenly, she heard a zipping sound. She thought it was only her bag being fussy with her rolling on to her side. So she ignored it. The thing she didn't ignore, was something slipping into her sleeping bag!!! Beatrix let out a scream, but it didn't wake anyone. Beatrix turned to gaze into someone's eyes. She swung her leg at them, which gave the result of a cry of pain from the figure. Beatrix lit the candle. The light reveals Kuja lying in her bag!
"What in Alexander's name are you doing?!" Beatrix hissed remembering the sleeping soldiers.
"I'm not finished with you, just yet." Kuja smiled stroking the sleeping bag.
"Are you insane!?"
"Insane is such a harsh word."
"Good! Then it's perfect for you."
"My, my, Lady Rose. Thou has resist me for too long."
"It's been about four days since we met, Kuja. Four!"
"I'm sorry, but I can wait no longer." He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the sleeping bag.
He rolled on top of her, kissing her neck and along collarbone. Beatrix began to struggle. She tried to kick him off but he was too quick. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against hers and slip his tongue through, stroking her arms and sides. She let out a moan of satisfation as he rolled his tongue around in her mouth. Suddenly, Beatrix felt one of his hands wander under her shirt. She began to struggle but only managed to escape his kiss. He ignored this and began to kiss her neck playfully, his hand wandering higher with the seconds that past by. He rested his hand on her chest, feeling around them and squeezed hard. Beatrix began to panic and managed to lift her arms and pushed him. Kuja then grabbed her hands and pushed her down, trying to reach her lips. He restraint her arms under his knees and began to pull on her shirt, trying to rip it off as he once again merged his lips with hers. Unluckily for him, his knees could not hold her for long and she managed to tip him off of her and she kick him out of her tent.
"How dare you! I shall have you head for this if you attempt this again!! NOW GOOD NIGHT!" Beatrix shouted at him.
"Good night, my precious." Kuja smiled, licking his lips.
Beatrix tied her tent flap shut, blew out the candle and continued to fall asleep.
In the early hours of the morning, Beatrix got dressed and woke the troops. Everyone lined up in front of Beatrix, ready and waiting. Beatrix walked up and down the line, ignoring the stares Kuja was giving her as she passed by.
"Alright! We head for Burmecia immediately! Kuja! Summon the Queen to come to Burmecia. By the time she arrives, we should have already conquered their pathetic city." Beatrix announced.
Kuja nodded with a sly smile and walked away to find his silver dragon. Beatrix motioned her soldiers and the black mages to follow her and the marched toward Burmecia.
Later, in Burmecia…
"What a beautiful morning." Yawn a dragoon knight who took his post and the front gate.
"Yes, the sun is rises making a rainbow of color across the sky…" Said another dragoon knight, taking his post.
"I predict a peaceful day ahead." The first knight smiled.
"Too bad you're wrong." Hissed a voice.
"Wha…?!?!?! Who's there!? Reveal yourself!" Shouted the second knight.
Beatrix walked out in front of them.
"Wha!? Who are you?" they both asked.
"I am the one to introduce you to your maker, Rat!" Beatrix smiled.
She ran at them, stabbing the first knight with her mighty Save the Queen. The second knight panicked and sounded the alarm, but it was cut short once Beatrix stabbed him through the back. Blood oozed down her sword as the Burmecian fell to the ground. She dug her sword into the ground, knelt down and prayed for their souls to be saved. But an army of dragoon knights marching toward the front gate where she knelt interrupted her. She smirked at them as she got to her feet.
"This is all you got?" she laughed, "Ladies!"
The thousands of Alexandrian soldiers lined up behind her.
"Mages!" She called out.
The mages lined up with the soldiers.
"ATTACK!" Beatrix shouted pointing her sword at the hundreds of Dragoon knights.
The soldiers and mages let out a battle cry and ran at the Burmecian army. The Dragoon knights saw this and began to retreat into the city. And so the battle begun. Mages fired balls of magic killing knights effortlessly and exploding structures with one shot! Soldiers were soaked in the blood of many as they sliced their way through the armies of rats. Beatrix swung her blade with power as she ran through the crowd of soldiers and dragoon knights all falling before her mighty blade. The battle lasted hours but Alexandria was victorious. The streets were filled with bloody carcasses and blood soaked soldiers and mages that survived, and, of course, Beatrix. Beatrix, after sending Zorn and Thorn, and many soldiers to search for the king, she stood in the middle of the Burmecian Castle, as raindrops poured on to her cuts and wounds. She held her Save the Queen in the air as a sign of victory. Her delicate hand trembled under its weight. She then placed her sword in her scabbard and let the rain wash the blood from her red stained clothes.
"And so enters the Dark Messenger…" a voice echoed through the room, "He slowly approaches his one desire… the Rose of May…"
Beatrix turned to find Kuja approaching her.
"As the drops of rain touch her face, his heart warms with the burning flame of infatuation. As he approaches her, he requests nothing but one humble kiss from her soft, full lips…" He held her close, "And she replied…"
"…Never!" Beatrix pushed him away and walked a couple of feet away from him.
He smiled devilishly, "Rejection does not effect the Dark Messenger, for he does not take no for an answer."
He grabbed her hand and pulled her close to him. He smiled. He stroked her cheek with the back of his hand and pulled her closer. He placed his hand under her chin, tilting her head upward as he leaned in for a kiss. His lips pressing against no longer felt good to her, not after last night… She cut the kiss short by pushing him away once more.
"When I say no, I mean, NO!" She told him through clenched teeth.
"What's wrong? You aren't still sore about last night are you?" Kuja asked.
"For your information, YES I AM!"
"What for? All I wanted was to show you how much I love you."
"Y-You're going too fast with this!" she turned her back on him.
"Life is too short for things to go slow."
"…"
"Don't you love me too?"
"…"
"Lady Rose…" he walked in front of her. "You know you love me… but you don't want to admit it… do you?"
"…" She turned her head away and stared into space.
"Lady Rose! Look at me and tell me."
Beatrix looked into his eyes as her own trembled, "…I…I…"
"Yes…?"
"I…yes…"
He held her close. She blushed. His body was warm and comforting. Suddenly the echo of footsteps entered the room. Beatrix pushed away from him immediately. Queen Brahne entered the room.
"Welcome, Your Majesty." Beatrix greeted.
"Hello, General. Are we victorious?" Brahne asked.
"We are most definitely." Beatrix announced.
"Excellent." Brahne looked to the sky, "Blasted rain. It will soak me through and through by the end of the day!"
"I find this rain quite pleasant… It feels as though the raindrops are blessing our victory…"
"This is a great victory for us. Kuja, your black mages made this conquest so simple." Brahne praised.
Beatrix grew jealous with those words.
"My only concern now is finding the king of Burmecia. We must take care of him once and for all and prevent these rats from ever rising up again. Beatrix, what's taking so long!?" Brahne asked impatiently.
"I don't know, Your Majesty. I've ordered Zorn and Thorn to search the perimeter, but there's no word so far. I will join them and lead the search right away." Beatrix said turning to leave.
"You're wasting your time." Kuja said, stopping her from taking another step.
Beatrix turned around, "What?"
"Rats often look for new homes when they sense an earthquake. They probably moved to the sandy tree house by now… So, you see, it's too late. The king has already turned tail and fled."
"Sandy tree house…" Brahne pondered, "Surely you don't mean Cleyra!? It'll be quite difficult if they escaped to Cleyra."
"Cleyra…" Beatrix thought aloud, "Unless we can get through that sandstorm, it will be impossible to attack them."
"Sneaky little rats! Kuja, what do you think? Surely, with your powers, there must be something you can do." Brahne said.
"Of course, Your Majesty. I will present you a marvelous display of my power. I am certain that you will be most pleased." Kuja turned to Beatrix, "I was wondering if you would gather your troops near Cleyra. I'm certain those filthy rats will retaliate in full force, and my black mages may not be enough."
Suddenly a Burmecian soldier jumps out of the shadows and draws his sword.
"Burmecia will never fall! Prepare to die!!!" Cried the Soldier.
Beatrix took fighting stance, "You wish to fight me, Beatrix of Alexandria?"
The soldier's face turned pale at the name, "B-Beatrix!?" He stepped backwards.
"I commend your courage, but I will show you no mercy." Beatrix smirked.
Suddenly, a female Dragoon Knight and a familiar monkey boy jumped out from behind a line of statues.
"Hold it!" Cried the Monkey boy.
"You'll have to deal with us, first!" Shouted the Dragoon Knight, then turned to the poor Burmecian soldier, "We'll take care of this. Go find the King. Protect him with your life."
"…Thank you, Freya." The Soldier replied and ran away.
Beatrix smirked once more, "Ha ha ha. I've never been so humiliated in my life." Beatrix took fighting stance again, "I once killed a hundred knights single-handedly… To me you two are nothing more than insects."
Suddenly a Qu and a tiny black mage that was also familiar joined the two. Beatrix drew her sword and attacked the Monkey boy with a mighty slash! He took major damage. The Qu cast a Blue Magic spell called "Mighty Guard" on the four of them, boosting up their protection. Beatrix did not mind this for she was only using a small percentage of her strength. The tiny mage cast "Slow" on her and her body started to slow down. As she slowed down the Dragoon knight began to attack her with a spear and the Monkey boy was trying to steal some of her extra items. Beatrix grew angry with this and gave another mighty swing at the Dragoon knight. The Dragoon knight acted quickly and cast "Reis Wind" on her party members. 'Blast! What a waste!' Beatrix thought. The Qu began to attack her with its fork and the mage cast a lightning spell called "Thundra" on her. The shocking electricity pulsed through her body.
This continued for quite a while until Beatrix grew impatient. Beatrix let out an arrogant cackle.
"You are no match for me!" She smirked.
Beatrix raised her Save the Queen high above her head. She then chanted the words: "SHOCK BREAK!"
She ran towards them with great speed and slashed them all with one mighty blow! They all fell to the ground in minor heaps.
"Ignorant fools." Beatrix whispered looking down on them. "How ridiculously weak… Isn't there anyone who is worthy of facing me?" Beatrix shook her head.
"Come, Beatrix. We must prepare to attack Cleyra."
Beatrix saluted her Queen, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Beatrix looked at Kuja who smiled at her fondly, then followed Brahne out of the room. Beatrix looked back to see Kuja examining the four fools that lay on the ground.
She could hear him mumble the words, "Now, what do we have here…? Another filthy rat, and… Hmm… This boy could be a problem…"
She watched as the Silver Dragon then gentlely land beside Kuja. Kuja then climbed aboard and flew away on the wings of his dragon. Beatrix turned her head away as the guilt of all the lives that were lost that day, were added to her sins…
Note: If I get some good reviews I'll start the fifth chapter! Yay! Start Writing! And it'll be better than this one! Promise!
Note: I do not own this Squaresoft game or the characters. I've only written this for the pleasure of others who love Fanfics! It might not be funny or superexcellent, but it's my second fanfic and I'm trying. Anyway, just to let you know, It starts out like it's written in a diary then goes to a story mode kind of thing. So ya! Thank you and enjoy General Beatrix's POV!
Dear Diary,
We've set off for battle in Gizamluke's Cavern. It took us one day to get there and one day to get through the damn thing with all the rats attacking us, but we made it through victorious with no deaths of our soldiers or black mages. But we can't say the same for the Burmecians now can we? But I do regret killing all those innocent lives… Yet in the Queen's words: aren't so innocent. I still don't believe that they would attack us. They didn't seem too prepared for battle. But besides that, the Monkey boy and the Mage that was on the theater ship when the Princess was captured, with a Qu and a Burmecian were there once we took over Burmecia. All four of them challenged me to battle…
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Beatrix stabbed her blade into the heart of a dying Burmecian that lay below at her feet. All around her, the walls, the floors, the ceiling, was splattered with thick coats of blood and carcasses. Beatrix pulled out her 'Save the Queen' out of the body that lay before her as her soldiers caught up with her.
"General!" They exclaimed, sounding like they were out of breath, "You act like a mad woman on the battle field, General!"
"We're going to have to if we're going to win this battle!" Beatrix told them, "We need to give our all!"
"Well said, Ma'am!" shouted a soldier.
"Let's carry on! We're almost out of here!" Beatrix said continuing through the room kicking open the final door.
"Hey! Mages! This way! Pick up the pace!" Ordered one of the soldiers as they all continued into the next room.
They entered a large chamber with a long narrow path leading straight to the exit. On either sides of the path, was deep, dark water. It seemed as if someone sunk to the bottom… they'd never come back up.
"This was too easy! We're sure to beat those Burmecians now!" Smiled one of the Soldiers as she walked toward the exit.
"NO! YOU FOOL! DON'T TAKE ANOTHER STEP!" Beatrix yelled at the young soldier.
But it was too late; there was a loud roar that came from one of the fountains on the wall ahead. A lizard like sea serpent slithered out of the fountain and dropped into the water. The Soldiers and Mage watched in horror as the creature rose from the water, towering over the young soldier.
"It's the legendary Master Gizamluke!" Cried a Soldier.
Master Gizamluke let out another ear piercing cry and dove down, mouth open wide to bite the head of the young soldier. The soldier covered her eyes and waited for the end. …But nothing happened except a cry of pain from not her… but someone else! The soldier opened her eyes to see the mighty General standing in front of her. The General had block the beast's way by blocking with her forearm. Gizamluke's fangs dug into the General's forearm armor. The General was wincing from the pain.
"GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!!" Beatrix shouted at the soldier.
The soldier nodded and ran toward the rest of the soldiers. Beatrix pulled her arm from Gizamluke's mouth and held her sword to its neck.
"Wait!" Cried a familiar annoying voice.
"Wait, you must!" Cried a similar annoying voice.
"What is it?! Zorn, Thorn, can't you see I'm busy!?" Beatrix shouted taking arm at the beast.
"Idea we have, yes!" Thorn exclaimed.
"Yes, we have an idea!" Zorn exclaimed.
"What is it? And make it quick!" Beatrix shouted.
"We can use Master Gizamluke as a weapon to destroy any soldiers from Lindbulm who try and help the Burmecians!" Zorn explained.
"No chance, they stand!" Thorn said happily.
"Fine! Just get it on with!" Beatrix ordered.
"Yes Ma'am!" Thorn and Zorn replied.
They walked up to Master Gizamluke and started to do a dance in a circle and began to chant a few words. Master Gizamluke stared at this spectacle unmoving. Master Gizamluke was completely hypnotized by their dance. Beatrix stood there watching as Master Gizamluke as he slithered back into the water and back up into the fountain.
"Good job. We're going to head on. You finish clean up the place of rats then come to Burmecia. And make sure no one interferes with the Queen's plans." Beatrix ordered.
"Yes Ma'am!" They both said at once.
Beatrix led her soldiers and the Black Mages out of the Cavern. Outside, a silver dragon and its master awaited them under the starry night. Beatrix walked up to the mysterious man, Kuja.
"What are you doing here? Why weren't you helping in the Cavern?" Beatrix asked him.
"Dear, Rose of May, I'm not here to battle just yet. That tiny obstacle was not worth my efforts." Kuja smiled.
Beatrix shrugged, "Too bad." Beatrix turned to the soldiers and mages, "We'll camp here for the night and head for Burmecia in the morning! Mages! Start pitching tents at once! Soldiers! Prepare the camp! If I see any loitering, heads will roll! Understood?!"
"Ma'am, yes Ma'am!" The soldiers and mages replied, then hurried off to make camp.
Once all the tents were pitched, and a campfire was set, the mages and soldiers retired to their tents. Beatrix remained sitting by the campfire, taking the first night watch. She stared into the fire as the heat crested her skin, washing her blood soaked hands and boots with a damp rag. A cold hand placed on her shoulder surprised her. Although she knew whom it belonged to, she was still not used to the surprise.
"Good evening, Kuja." She sighed.
"Good evening, Lady Rose." Kuja smiled as he sat beside her, "Why aren't you in dream? Someone with beauty such as yours should not be exposed to the late hours of the night."
"I'm used to it." She replied hoping to stop his talk of beauty and love.
"You are strong. But I sense something is troubling you. What is on your mind?" Kuja asked.
"I used to know someone from Burmecia."
"You conversed with one of these vulgar rats?"
"They aren't all bad, but I have a sin against one of them."
"A sin? Do tell."
"I met a Burmecian Dragoon knight about a year ago, on returning from a battle against the mist monsters that tried to attack us. He was a tall rat, with blonde hair, wore fine clothes and wielded a mighty spear. He said his name was Sir Fratley. He traveled long and far to meet me and to challenge me to a duel of weapons. I accepted. We face each other by a top a cliff outside of Alexandria. We fought long and hard, we seemed very equal in strength, but I had the upper hand. I cornered him near the edge of the cliff, but he refused to give up…" Beatrix sighed, "After a few minutes of clashing weapons, he lost his balance… He fell backwards off the edge, but I grabbed his hand before he was out of reach. There we were, him hanging above instant death and I holding on to him for dear life. He tried to coax me into letting him go, for soon enough I would slip off the edge and face the same fate as he. Of course, I refused. But fate felt other wise. My hands started to sweat and our grip began to loosen. Before I knew it my grip became too weak, and he fell to his doom. I never saw him since…"
"A moving story, Lady Rose. But you mustn't let your feelings of sorrow on his death effect our conquest of Burmecia. The Queen would be mighty displeased." Kuja told her.
"Sigh… your right. It would be selfish of me. I thank you for listening."
"Anytime, my precious…" Kuja leaned towards Beatrix.
Beatrix moved away. But he moved closer, pressing his lips against hers. Beatrix pulled away immediately before he could go any further. Kuja was surprised at this.
"Not now… Not tonight…" Beatrix whispered.
"What's the matter? Why do you resist?" Kuja scooted closer to her, placing a hand on her thigh.
"Please… Don't-"
Kuja interrupted her with a second attempt. She began to wrap her arms around his neck, as if she was falling under a spell. He parted her lips with his warm tongue. To her it seemed like a cliché. Suddenly she could feel his hand moving up her thigh. She opened her eye wide once it came too close her 'forbidden territory'. She pushed him away and slapped him across the face, leaving a faint mark of red in the shape of her hand on his face.
"How dare you!" She shouted, still careful not to wake anyone.
"What 'tis wrong? What did I do?" Kuja asked in confusion.
"You touched me with your dirty little hand! That's what!" She snapped, "You dare touch me in such a way again, and you'll be begging for mercy!"
He leaned in till his face was a centimeter away from hers, "I'm hoping just that." He smiled devilishly.
"You dirty little pervert!" Beatrix shouted.
Beatrix rose to her feet, dropped the rag and ran to the soldiers' tent. She opened the flap, shining the moon light on their faces to help her identify them. She searched with her eye from among all the faces peacefully tucked away in their sleeping bags.
"Amanda! Amanda! Get out here!" Beatrix hissed into the tent.
A brunette soldier let out a yawn and rose slowly to her feet, "Yawn, yes… General…?"
"You're on watch duty! In 3 hours, wake Grace to take the next turn. I'm taking my leave to my tent." Beatrix whispered to her, trying not to wake the others.
"Yes General Beatrix!" The soldier grabbed her armor and ran outside to take her post.
Beatrix closed the tent and walked over to her private tent. She entered through the open flap and closed it behind her. She lit a candle and kicked off her boots in rage. She was rather ticked at what happened. She took off the armor on her left arm, then her right, and then her belt while trying to forget what happened. She undid her long vest and pulled off her chain mail letting them both fall to the ground. She picked up a shirt that lay on top her sleeping bag and slipped into it. She zipped open her sleeping bag and crawled inside. She lifted herself to blow out the candle and the tent became consumed in darkness. She decided to sleep on the rage as she closed her eye, turned on her side and began to drift off.
Suddenly, she heard a zipping sound. She thought it was only her bag being fussy with her rolling on to her side. So she ignored it. The thing she didn't ignore, was something slipping into her sleeping bag!!! Beatrix let out a scream, but it didn't wake anyone. Beatrix turned to gaze into someone's eyes. She swung her leg at them, which gave the result of a cry of pain from the figure. Beatrix lit the candle. The light reveals Kuja lying in her bag!
"What in Alexander's name are you doing?!" Beatrix hissed remembering the sleeping soldiers.
"I'm not finished with you, just yet." Kuja smiled stroking the sleeping bag.
"Are you insane!?"
"Insane is such a harsh word."
"Good! Then it's perfect for you."
"My, my, Lady Rose. Thou has resist me for too long."
"It's been about four days since we met, Kuja. Four!"
"I'm sorry, but I can wait no longer." He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the sleeping bag.
He rolled on top of her, kissing her neck and along collarbone. Beatrix began to struggle. She tried to kick him off but he was too quick. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against hers and slip his tongue through, stroking her arms and sides. She let out a moan of satisfation as he rolled his tongue around in her mouth. Suddenly, Beatrix felt one of his hands wander under her shirt. She began to struggle but only managed to escape his kiss. He ignored this and began to kiss her neck playfully, his hand wandering higher with the seconds that past by. He rested his hand on her chest, feeling around them and squeezed hard. Beatrix began to panic and managed to lift her arms and pushed him. Kuja then grabbed her hands and pushed her down, trying to reach her lips. He restraint her arms under his knees and began to pull on her shirt, trying to rip it off as he once again merged his lips with hers. Unluckily for him, his knees could not hold her for long and she managed to tip him off of her and she kick him out of her tent.
"How dare you! I shall have you head for this if you attempt this again!! NOW GOOD NIGHT!" Beatrix shouted at him.
"Good night, my precious." Kuja smiled, licking his lips.
Beatrix tied her tent flap shut, blew out the candle and continued to fall asleep.
In the early hours of the morning, Beatrix got dressed and woke the troops. Everyone lined up in front of Beatrix, ready and waiting. Beatrix walked up and down the line, ignoring the stares Kuja was giving her as she passed by.
"Alright! We head for Burmecia immediately! Kuja! Summon the Queen to come to Burmecia. By the time she arrives, we should have already conquered their pathetic city." Beatrix announced.
Kuja nodded with a sly smile and walked away to find his silver dragon. Beatrix motioned her soldiers and the black mages to follow her and the marched toward Burmecia.
Later, in Burmecia…
"What a beautiful morning." Yawn a dragoon knight who took his post and the front gate.
"Yes, the sun is rises making a rainbow of color across the sky…" Said another dragoon knight, taking his post.
"I predict a peaceful day ahead." The first knight smiled.
"Too bad you're wrong." Hissed a voice.
"Wha…?!?!?! Who's there!? Reveal yourself!" Shouted the second knight.
Beatrix walked out in front of them.
"Wha!? Who are you?" they both asked.
"I am the one to introduce you to your maker, Rat!" Beatrix smiled.
She ran at them, stabbing the first knight with her mighty Save the Queen. The second knight panicked and sounded the alarm, but it was cut short once Beatrix stabbed him through the back. Blood oozed down her sword as the Burmecian fell to the ground. She dug her sword into the ground, knelt down and prayed for their souls to be saved. But an army of dragoon knights marching toward the front gate where she knelt interrupted her. She smirked at them as she got to her feet.
"This is all you got?" she laughed, "Ladies!"
The thousands of Alexandrian soldiers lined up behind her.
"Mages!" She called out.
The mages lined up with the soldiers.
"ATTACK!" Beatrix shouted pointing her sword at the hundreds of Dragoon knights.
The soldiers and mages let out a battle cry and ran at the Burmecian army. The Dragoon knights saw this and began to retreat into the city. And so the battle begun. Mages fired balls of magic killing knights effortlessly and exploding structures with one shot! Soldiers were soaked in the blood of many as they sliced their way through the armies of rats. Beatrix swung her blade with power as she ran through the crowd of soldiers and dragoon knights all falling before her mighty blade. The battle lasted hours but Alexandria was victorious. The streets were filled with bloody carcasses and blood soaked soldiers and mages that survived, and, of course, Beatrix. Beatrix, after sending Zorn and Thorn, and many soldiers to search for the king, she stood in the middle of the Burmecian Castle, as raindrops poured on to her cuts and wounds. She held her Save the Queen in the air as a sign of victory. Her delicate hand trembled under its weight. She then placed her sword in her scabbard and let the rain wash the blood from her red stained clothes.
"And so enters the Dark Messenger…" a voice echoed through the room, "He slowly approaches his one desire… the Rose of May…"
Beatrix turned to find Kuja approaching her.
"As the drops of rain touch her face, his heart warms with the burning flame of infatuation. As he approaches her, he requests nothing but one humble kiss from her soft, full lips…" He held her close, "And she replied…"
"…Never!" Beatrix pushed him away and walked a couple of feet away from him.
He smiled devilishly, "Rejection does not effect the Dark Messenger, for he does not take no for an answer."
He grabbed her hand and pulled her close to him. He smiled. He stroked her cheek with the back of his hand and pulled her closer. He placed his hand under her chin, tilting her head upward as he leaned in for a kiss. His lips pressing against no longer felt good to her, not after last night… She cut the kiss short by pushing him away once more.
"When I say no, I mean, NO!" She told him through clenched teeth.
"What's wrong? You aren't still sore about last night are you?" Kuja asked.
"For your information, YES I AM!"
"What for? All I wanted was to show you how much I love you."
"Y-You're going too fast with this!" she turned her back on him.
"Life is too short for things to go slow."
"…"
"Don't you love me too?"
"…"
"Lady Rose…" he walked in front of her. "You know you love me… but you don't want to admit it… do you?"
"…" She turned her head away and stared into space.
"Lady Rose! Look at me and tell me."
Beatrix looked into his eyes as her own trembled, "…I…I…"
"Yes…?"
"I…yes…"
He held her close. She blushed. His body was warm and comforting. Suddenly the echo of footsteps entered the room. Beatrix pushed away from him immediately. Queen Brahne entered the room.
"Welcome, Your Majesty." Beatrix greeted.
"Hello, General. Are we victorious?" Brahne asked.
"We are most definitely." Beatrix announced.
"Excellent." Brahne looked to the sky, "Blasted rain. It will soak me through and through by the end of the day!"
"I find this rain quite pleasant… It feels as though the raindrops are blessing our victory…"
"This is a great victory for us. Kuja, your black mages made this conquest so simple." Brahne praised.
Beatrix grew jealous with those words.
"My only concern now is finding the king of Burmecia. We must take care of him once and for all and prevent these rats from ever rising up again. Beatrix, what's taking so long!?" Brahne asked impatiently.
"I don't know, Your Majesty. I've ordered Zorn and Thorn to search the perimeter, but there's no word so far. I will join them and lead the search right away." Beatrix said turning to leave.
"You're wasting your time." Kuja said, stopping her from taking another step.
Beatrix turned around, "What?"
"Rats often look for new homes when they sense an earthquake. They probably moved to the sandy tree house by now… So, you see, it's too late. The king has already turned tail and fled."
"Sandy tree house…" Brahne pondered, "Surely you don't mean Cleyra!? It'll be quite difficult if they escaped to Cleyra."
"Cleyra…" Beatrix thought aloud, "Unless we can get through that sandstorm, it will be impossible to attack them."
"Sneaky little rats! Kuja, what do you think? Surely, with your powers, there must be something you can do." Brahne said.
"Of course, Your Majesty. I will present you a marvelous display of my power. I am certain that you will be most pleased." Kuja turned to Beatrix, "I was wondering if you would gather your troops near Cleyra. I'm certain those filthy rats will retaliate in full force, and my black mages may not be enough."
Suddenly a Burmecian soldier jumps out of the shadows and draws his sword.
"Burmecia will never fall! Prepare to die!!!" Cried the Soldier.
Beatrix took fighting stance, "You wish to fight me, Beatrix of Alexandria?"
The soldier's face turned pale at the name, "B-Beatrix!?" He stepped backwards.
"I commend your courage, but I will show you no mercy." Beatrix smirked.
Suddenly, a female Dragoon Knight and a familiar monkey boy jumped out from behind a line of statues.
"Hold it!" Cried the Monkey boy.
"You'll have to deal with us, first!" Shouted the Dragoon Knight, then turned to the poor Burmecian soldier, "We'll take care of this. Go find the King. Protect him with your life."
"…Thank you, Freya." The Soldier replied and ran away.
Beatrix smirked once more, "Ha ha ha. I've never been so humiliated in my life." Beatrix took fighting stance again, "I once killed a hundred knights single-handedly… To me you two are nothing more than insects."
Suddenly a Qu and a tiny black mage that was also familiar joined the two. Beatrix drew her sword and attacked the Monkey boy with a mighty slash! He took major damage. The Qu cast a Blue Magic spell called "Mighty Guard" on the four of them, boosting up their protection. Beatrix did not mind this for she was only using a small percentage of her strength. The tiny mage cast "Slow" on her and her body started to slow down. As she slowed down the Dragoon knight began to attack her with a spear and the Monkey boy was trying to steal some of her extra items. Beatrix grew angry with this and gave another mighty swing at the Dragoon knight. The Dragoon knight acted quickly and cast "Reis Wind" on her party members. 'Blast! What a waste!' Beatrix thought. The Qu began to attack her with its fork and the mage cast a lightning spell called "Thundra" on her. The shocking electricity pulsed through her body.
This continued for quite a while until Beatrix grew impatient. Beatrix let out an arrogant cackle.
"You are no match for me!" She smirked.
Beatrix raised her Save the Queen high above her head. She then chanted the words: "SHOCK BREAK!"
She ran towards them with great speed and slashed them all with one mighty blow! They all fell to the ground in minor heaps.
"Ignorant fools." Beatrix whispered looking down on them. "How ridiculously weak… Isn't there anyone who is worthy of facing me?" Beatrix shook her head.
"Come, Beatrix. We must prepare to attack Cleyra."
Beatrix saluted her Queen, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Beatrix looked at Kuja who smiled at her fondly, then followed Brahne out of the room. Beatrix looked back to see Kuja examining the four fools that lay on the ground.
She could hear him mumble the words, "Now, what do we have here…? Another filthy rat, and… Hmm… This boy could be a problem…"
She watched as the Silver Dragon then gentlely land beside Kuja. Kuja then climbed aboard and flew away on the wings of his dragon. Beatrix turned her head away as the guilt of all the lives that were lost that day, were added to her sins…
Note: If I get some good reviews I'll start the fifth chapter! Yay! Start Writing! And it'll be better than this one! Promise!