WARNINGS! MARY SUE! SWEARING! NAME CALLING AND OTHER SUCH KIDDY STUFF! (Shard: because it fits our personality sooo well. Kat: But basically the same as the last three acts; only now we add in Duelist of the Roses through mostly Kleb's pov.)
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~ACT IV~
The British Empire in the 1480s~The War of the Roses
A power struggle between the Houses of Lancaster (red rose) and York (white rose) to decide a royal successor was nearing an end. With the Yorkists well in the lead, the reign of Richard the Third was a step away. And in France, Yugi (Henry Tudor) -the last Lancastrian heir- was being forced to live a life of exile. The Lancastrian forces were rendered powerless by ancient cards of sorcery, wielded by "Seto" and his seven followers who, known as the "Rose Crusaders," served under the flag of Lord Crawford, a powerful Yolkiest nobleman. Lacking a duelist to champion their cause, defeat was imminent for the Lancastrians. In England, duel card games were still at the fledgling stage. Thus, the Lancastrians had to look elsewhere for a duel master capable of facing Rosenkreuz in battle. with this in mind, Margaret Mai Beaufort of Lancaster secretly requested a High Druid to summon a duelist from another age......
"Ooooooooooooooh! Summon from the mystic circle of red and white roses, the one capable of harnessing pure power..."
Blue and white light shot down to earth from the purple and pink heavens into a ring of stone and roses. When the light faded, three girls in strange dress appeared unconscious on the ground. A man dressed in a cream and gold robe stood next to them, amazed and whispering to himself, "There was truth to the legend of the Rose Duelist!" The man then turned towards the shadows, joy in his voice. "Lady Margaret! I--I did it! Now we have the means for defeating the evil forces of Rosenkreuz!"
"But the legend said that there was only one Duelist," the woman addressed as Margaret pointed out, "I only see three little girls! Who's who or did the spell not work?"
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Kassie woke up laying on--grass? What happened? Did she pass out? But then she realized it wasn't grass she laid upon, but rather straw, dirt, and flowers. Roses, to be precise.
'What the hell happened?' she wondered through the banging in her head.
Sitting up slowly, Kassie noticed two people standing in front of her, arguing. The pain in her head increased sharply and she groaned.
Breaking the argument immediately at the sound, both man and woman turned to Kassie, the woman being the first to speak to her, "Are you all right, My Lady?"
"Who--where am I? Who are you?" Kassie asked in a daze.
"OH! My apologies," the man stepped in, "In my excitement, I'd forgotten I was in the presence of the Rose Duelist."
Kassie's eyes widen in confusion, "Rose...Duelist?"
"Allow me to introduce myself," the man continued, "I am Simon McMooran, High Druid and servant of Lancaster, and this is Lady Margaret of Lancaster."
'Lancaster?' Kassie thought to herself.
"May I be so bold as to ask the name by which the Rose Duelist--" Simon gave a quick glace to both sides of Kassie, "--or Duelists would like to be known?"
Shocked out of her thoughts, Kassie quickly looked to both of her sides, noticing that her friends were by her side and unconscious. "Uh, yeah," Kassie pointed to her right, "This is Shard," she pointed to the left, "this is Kat," and then she looked back at the man and woman, "and my name is Kassie."
Both Simon and Margaret contemplated the meaning of the names, especially Kassie's. "Fine names indeed," Margaret remarked, "Wine, Purity, and God's Prophet!"
The woman continued before Kassie could even say a word, "Now, here's the situation: The year is 1485 and you are currently in Stonehenge, near Salisbury, England. The British empire is in turmoil with the house of Lancaster's rightful claim to the throne being challenged by the Yorkist usurpers."
Kassie shot back from shock, "HOLY SHIT! YOU MEAN THIS REALLY IS THE WAR OF THE ROSES?"
"You know of the power struggle, My Lady Kassie?" Simon asked.
"Of course I know, we studied it in school! But--you gotta be joking! That happened 518 years ago!"
"Maybe so, but you are here now and must face it. Using our Red Rose cards, we summoned you to this day and age."
Kassie bowed her head, wondering what else could happen. A hand touched her shoulder, and she lifted her head to look into kind, blue eyes, "I am sorry for ripping you and your friends out of your time but it had to be done, we cannot lose this war!"
"BUT THE LANCASTERS WIN THE WAR, YOU DON'T NEED US!" the Sun-Cat screamed before Kassie forced her mouth to close and her tongue to still.
Margaret's amethyst eyes widen at the new information but Simon continued to speak softly to Kassie, "Did your schooling mention the Rose cards?"
Kassie shook her head, Shardai now beginning to stir. "Then how do you know that you and your friends are not the ones who bring us to victory?"
"How do you know we are?" Kassie stated coldly.
"We don't," Margaret replied, helping Shardai sit up, "but you are better than nothing and right now, we are losing the war."
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blooper one: The 'Ware' of the Roses.