Just kill me.
The Kronprinz dodged a swipe from a Beowolf and used the sharp edge of his saber to lightly deflect the Grimm's arm, effectively causing it to slice its own flesh open. Still facing the beowolf, he raised the C96 in his left hand and emptied a clip into the Creep that was racing toward him in the corner of his vision. The incredibly fast fire rate of the pistol when it was switched to full-auto was matched only by a few weapons in the entire world. A grunt came from him as he moved and stabbed his saber as deep into beowolf as it would go, earning him a loud mix of a roar and a whine. Letting go of the handle he backed away, pulling a new stripper clip out of a pouch while he did so. He couldn't help but smile a little as the Beowolf ravaged its own internal organs on his sword as it moved to attack him. Nobody said beowolves were smart. It fell dead at his feet as he chambered a round and the empty stripper clip made a ting! as it flipped through the air.
As he ripped the sword out of the body he noticed a Boarbatusk spinning toward him quickly. He gave a short chuckle before reaching into his pocket to grab a cigar that he placed in his mouth before leaning forward a little bit. Richard raised his and snapped his fingers, a gunshot rang out, and about half a second later the pig's brains were splattered all over the ground, and puffs of smoke came from his cigar.
The prince looked up to the castle tower in the distance, smirked and winked at the shining reflection of a scope that came from a window at the top.
The Kaiser's horse, Stern, named for the pattern of white hair on his face, trotted down Unter den Linden, arguably the most important street in Prussia. Many people stared and gaped at their monarch as he made his way past them, he waved at some and smiled at others, but there was no stopping or slowing down. He made a sharp right turn off the iconic road and onto a smaller one.
The Königliches telegraphenamt was the national telegraph office, a place without much glory but incredibly important nonetheless. Messages sent from there would bounce wirelessly between various strategically placed lighthouses and ships until it reached its destination overseas, or it would simply travel by wire across Europa to another city with a telegraph station.
Wilhelm quickly handed the reins to one of the saluting guards before entering the rather plain looking building. He was worried, he knew deep down that his son and future daughter-in-law would be fine, they were highly trained and a simple attack would not defeat them or the garrison, but he couldn't stop the natural parental instincts that controlled him now. Because of those intense instincts, he barely noticed the delivery man he bumped into that was about to rush out the door.
"Your Majesty!" the man gasped as he grabbed for the envelope he had nearly dropped.
Wilhelm merely pinched the short brim of his pickelhaube as aknowledgement as he walked away towards the front desk, the various guards saluted him, and everybody else took their hats off in respect as they stared at him.
"Hauptmann." Wilhelm spoke to one of the men behind the front desk.
"Yes, Sir!" The captain shot up out of his chair and stood at attention.
"It has recently come to my attention that Oberst Castle is under attack by Grimm." Wilhelm stated. "Send a telegram to the castle and give me a report, and I want it within the half-hour." The captain's reply was cut off when the delivery man he had bumped into earlier interrupted him.
"Your Majesty! There is a telegram for you from Ghira Belladonna." the man stated eagerly. The Kaiser scowled as he turned to the man.
"Well it had better be important if you are so willing to interrupt a conversation." He said in a stern voice.
The man nodded rapidly and lowered his voice, "He wants to proceed with vassalization sir."
Wilhelm's light blue eyes widened for a moment, "Does he? Let me see the telegram." After the man gave him the envelope the Kaiser hastily opened it. "Wunderbar, come with me and I'll give you my response for Menagerie."
The young man saluted him and smiled eagerly, "Yes, sir!"
This teaser will be deleted tomorrow and replaced by a full chapter.
So much for the weekly update thing. Writer's block is an incredible bitch. I've started writing a crossover story for Resident Evil and RWBY in January and the first chapter still isn't done, so that really shows how bad it is. Maybe I'll be more pressed to write it because I've told you about it. It's called Commissioner Arc.
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Jack Redhawke: Well Summer and Qrow's last names also end in von Habsurg, I figured that was obvious but I guess it wasn't, I'll stress that more in the next chapter.