A/N: Ya I'm back. Thing is, I was only semi afk and was actually rewriting the original three chapters. If you haven't done so, please reread chapter 2 and tell me what you think about it. More rewrites will come soon or until I can get stupid fandom ideas out of my head.

"GET DOWN NOW!"

BOOM

Soldiers flew through the air, screaming as a grenade was thrown towards them. In the wake of the smoke, soldiers dressed in the Albion color stormed through the area and shot down anyone that was getting in the way as well as any surviving defenders. As the smoke cleared, the captain raised his hand in a silent signal. Soon, men were slowly walking through rooms and rooms, checking for any survivors. The captain turned his attention towards a panting soldier.

"Report."

The soldier saluted to him and laid down a confirmation. "Sir, the raid was successful. We had caught this band of guerillas completely off-guard and have successfully destroyed their comunications." He paused for a moment before finishing his statement in a truimphant tone. "The Rosencruetz Orden won't be getting any information from here anymore."

The captain nodded. He then turned his attention to his company still there, armed and wary.

"Well done men. This was a fine raid and we had successfully adverted any harm that could have damaged our country and our queen." The men all cheered softly and gave grateful smiles to each other. The captain also smiled as well but a hoarse "Captain!" turned his attention to another soldier just appearing through the hallway.

Seeing his captain's glance, the soldier replied in a rather angered tone. "You had better come to see this yourself."

The captain nodded and followed the soldier. They passed through rows upon rows of doors until they stopped at the very last room. The soldier placed a shaking hand towards the door and pushed it open. What the captain saw angered him just as much as the soldier.

The room, which was so large that it could very well be a auditorium, was full of beds and tables as well as shackles and whips. However, the every single one of the inhabitants were actually women. Women varying from beautiful and mature, to cute and barely in their teens.

Though they differed in age, they all had a thing in common: they practically reeked of their violation. The sheer smell of the semen that flowed from the room was a clear indication of just how much they had suffered in the hands of the guerillas.

"...Have the men come and take these women away. They are to be sent to the hospital and if I catch anyone here even giving lecherous glances, he will be delt with at the highest penalty the military can offer. Do I make myself clear?"

The soldier saluted and hurried away to give the orders, leaving the captain to stand there, seething. It wasn't that he was rocked to the core by what he saw since he had been suspecting some type of atrocity. However, he was also a father do a bright and beautiful daughter and seeing others in this state of humiliation and violation had simply aroused the parental anger within him. He will hunt down others like this group and kill them all to protect his little girl.

"Everyone, we're finished here. All those that are going to help the victims stay. The rest of you, MOVE OUT!"

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"My queen, the raids have so far been very successful and almost no casualties on our side have been seen." Esther nodded in thanks to one of the generals. "And the war productions?"

"Going according to schedule. We had a few minor problems with the increase food production but it's now going along smoothly." Again, she nodded a thanks.

As Esther looked through the different arrays of both maps and calculations, she quickly deduced the meanings of becoming an absolute monarch. With this power, she was literally the top officer of every single matter. This included war tactics and any other type of defensive maintenance required for her nation.

'How had the past monarchs been able to conceive such tactics?' Esther thought in exasperation. There was no doubt in her mind that some of the most brilliant of strategies had been created by ancient monarchs but how in the world had they managed to do both administrative work and war councels as well? It was truly mind boggling to comprehend.

Her thoughts were immediately jarred as her door was thrown open. Turning around, she was greeted with the panting figure of a messenger boy. She allowed the boy to regain his breath before beckoning him to speak.

"My queen it is terrible! A large group from Rosencruetz Orden has destroyed much of Vatican City's defenses! If we don't hurry and lend our aid, His Holiness' city shall be destroyed by the white demon!"

That shocked her thoroughly. Vatican City was a sprawling metropolis with powerful city walls and vigilant defenders. How had it been able to be breached so easily?

"How is that possible? Vatican City is one of the most heavily fortifide cities in Europe! How in the world did it get breached?"

The messenger shook his head, indicating his confusion in the matter.

"I'm not sure my queen. However, many seem to think that a member of the Rosencruetz Orden had a spy or two placed into the guards. They might have opened the gates without any sign of a struggle.

Esther frowned in that explaination but what could she do? The safety of the pope's city is the highest priority. They could root out any rats once the city and it's inhabitants were safe.

"We shall deal with this later. For now, summon my commanders. We are going to defend the city from those vile traitors and show the Vatican that not all their allies has abandoned them.

The messenger saluted to her before hurrying away from her room, searching for all available commanders. Esther sighed and looked out the window. The clear blue skies looked nothing like the dark clouds that would soon envelope all of Europe. She prayed silently for the lives of those she cared for, hoping that no one will die in the upcoming war.

A/N: Short and kinda rushed in my opinion but I hope it is veasible as I have a truckload of work to do. (I'm actually able to drive now woot!!) Anyways, my plot has finally solidify and character deaths will be included within this fic. Please don't whine at me if I happen to kill off one of your favorite characters. That's just how my fic's storyline is gonna go. If you don't like it tough, stop bitching at me to write a story you like and write it yourself.