Story name: Komand'r
Description: Before she was Blackfire she was Komand'r. Tamaran's dark princess. Born a warrior, skill unparallel, she was to be desired, fawned after even, not to be shunned and disgraced as she was.
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Walking down the brightly colored hall way leading to the Tamaranian throne room Koma for her part was in an unusually good mood. A smile graced her lips as she passed several of the kings guards not bothered at all when they scowled in her direction.
Hearing the bubbly attitude of her sister happily chatting away at her back she couldn't even find it within her to mock the girl's silly opinion. She had to admit though, Kori had made due on her promise these last few months to never lose control again. She had been the picture perfect Tamaranian always courteous never showing any type of hostility to others, she was still a basket case ruled by her emotions but she was truly trying.
She would never admit it aloud but she was almost proud of her. That thought made her skin crawl. After the coordination she would have to tease the girl a bit more, perhaps she could let slip how much prettier she was then her younger sister. Yes. That would do the trick. Things have been a bit too chummy between the two of them lately.
"Oh just think about it sister!" Koriand'r gushed. "After today you will be next to be Queen."
"I was already next in line." She drawled out. "This will only make it official."
Green filled eyes looked at her warily because of the tone being used. She had purposely made her voice take a sharp scolding sound but she couldn't stop the grin sliding to her features.
The orange tinted princess quickly joined her smile with a radiant one of her own.
"Oh you make the Joke." She giggled.
She must have been in an extremely good mood she concluded. Surprising even herself Komand'r laughed alongside her sister. She didn't even roll her eyes.
Today was the day she had been waiting her entire life for; it was the day of the Tamamarian coronation. With the King's health coming into question as of late it was time for him to determine (along with the council elders) who was to officially be the next to rule the throne of Tamaran. That was barely an issue to the two princesses, everyone on the planet knew Koma was oldest and by law was the heir, this entire ceremony was just to make it official.
After today things were going to change. No longer will she have to deal with the discrimination of others. Once named the next to rule by the King himself even Aliens on other planets would think twice before crossing her. It was to be her crowning achievement, standing before all those who cursed her name and taking what was rightfully hers would finally change things.
For years she'd put up with the stares, their words, even their violence, and she'd took it all with a smile and a full dose of sarcasm (Not that the fools even noticed). No longer.
With the house name behind her she would finally be treated with the dignity she disserved.
The thought almost made her giddy. Just thinking of flaunting her new found freedom excited her. It wasn't exactly elegant but too long had she been denied simple pleasures of just being able to walk outside without the risk of their hatred.
Reaching the door leading to the throne Koma halted their advance. Kori stopped at her sister's side as she blatantly stared at her quizzically. She could sense the question burning at the tip of her tongue but thankfully remained quiet. As dense as she may appear the younger girl knew when not to push her. She'd been on the receiving end of Koma's rage one too many times not to know the signs.
A dark tented hand rested at the doorway leading to her future, hesitant, unsure. Her arm shook as she tried to gather her nerve. It wasn't that she wasn't ready for her new life; she had long been prepared for that, it was who was behind those doors that made her hesitate.
It was the thought of facing the entirety of Tamaranian society that made her stop. Behind those doors where the people responsible for her years of hardship. The prejudice against her, the hate filled looks, all the violence, it all started with them.
A small pressure on her hand caused purple eyes to look over.
"Komand'r." She spoke. "I do not know what awaits you after this moment, but know this. No matter what, I will forever be by your side."
Toward the end the grip on her arm was almost painful. Her ever emotional little sister was trying to show the truthiness of words through touch. Thankfully Koma had always been physically stronger than her little sister, something she was quite grateful for now, least her hand be broken in several places right now.
The older girl quickly snatched her hand away ignoring the hurt look plastered on Kori's face.
"You assume much sister." She spoke hidden behind dark locks. The younger girl never saw the smile when she spoke much lighter this time. "Though, I suppose when I'm queen I wouldn't mind having you around."
Out of the corner of her eye she saw the girls head snap up hysterically. The hope clearly visible as it soon travels south to light up her face with a smile.
Throwing her head back, Komand'r was the poster child for exasperation, the front of her hand resting casually against her forehead. "I guess it wouldn't be sooo bad. After all, good help is hard to come by these days-"
"Oh thank you!" Koriand'r cut her off slamming into her side. The wind from her lungs forcible exhaled as orange arms wrapped around her like a vice grip. "Do you really mean it? When your Queen would you truly like to 'have me around'?"
Koma laughed at her sisters paraphrasing. "I don't suppose I'd put it in exactly those terms but . . . you're not completely useless. I think I could afford to keep you around."
Kori squealed in delight.
Over the last few months her sister had seemingly found a way to push past her rougher outer shell somehow finding what was underneath. Somehow her taunts and jabs had started to become less and less effective with each passing day. A fact that was becoming harder to rectify.
Normally after any encounter with Koriand'r, the dark princess had made it her personal mission to show the girl just how little she meant to her. Lately however, she often found herself staying in her sisters company, engaging her in small talk, or sometimes on the rare occasion even laughing with the girl. She had even caught herself holding back some of her more hurtful words trying to spare her feelings.
Forcible untangling herself from Kori's insane grip the fact that their kind gained strength through emotion was abundantly clear to her at this moment.
While her sister hadn't shown any kind of anger in the last few months Kori's control over her other emotions hadn't increased. With her sisters momentary loss of control she felt her bones bend under the pressure of her amazing strength. Tamamarians grew strength from emotion, even the 'nicer ones' it made no difference, if the emotion was strong enough they could become very dangerous if put to the extreme. Being stronger than the average, Koma wasn't too worried but she was still shocked that her sister could achieve power of this level. It nearly rivaled her own.
"Careful." She warned. "Don't want to kill your Queen before she ever gets the chance to sit on the throne do you?"
A sheepish expression crossed the princess's face tinting her already orange skin a bright red. The orange haired girl had the decency to look abashed.
"I still have much to learn." She mumbled scratching absently at her hands.
"Yes." she agreed. "But you'll do just fine. Given the proper instruction of course."
The smile on Kori's brought a nasty thought up, she quickly squashed it. Breathing in a deep breath she swallowed it completely, telling herself she would make the next one twice as worse. Even if her heart told her it wasn't true she still tried to believe it. She would let Kori have this one moment.
Without a second glance Koma pushed through the doors before striding into the throne room. All eyes in attendance turned toward the disruption as they noticed the two princesses. There was a wide range of mixed reactions ranging from seething hatred for her, to the outright admiration of her sister. Both girls ignored the looks as they made their way to their fathers side. Kori taking his left leaving the right to the oldest.
As always the leader of Tamamrian was the picture of elegance and power. Towering over others even while sitting his majesty truly was an impressive sight.
The quick glance he gave her made her curious. Before she could make heads of tails of the look in his eye it was gone. Standing to address the crowd Koma was left to stare after the man's back.
"Greetings my children! We are most humbled to have you here with us on this most celebrated occasion. For today we chose our next ruler!"
The man's thunderous voice sent shock waves down her spine. The crowd was affected as well erupting into cheers seemingly on a non-verbal command. It was amazing how just one man's voice could sway them in any direction he desired. Glancing at her sister and seeing the enthralled look she too was caught in their father's hypnotic voice. She was slightly worried how she was supposed to follow that. Catching Kori's eye the complete look of confidence she gave her hardened her resolve. When she was Queen she wouldn't worry about their father's legacy.
Komand'r would forge her own path, the opinions of others be damned. After all if Kori had that kind of faith in her how could she not trust herself? It wouldn't do to have the younger Tamaranian princess to upstage her right before her rite of passage. Shooting the other girl a confident smirk she watched amused as her sister laughed to herself before turning back to the king.
"In the Blight of history today will forever be known as a day to rejoice among our people.
"You must go forth my children and spread joy and kindness wherever you may find yourself.
"Always be mindful of our past. A dark shadow once cast itself over our people darkening our thoughts and corrupting our minds. We were angry, violent and unfit of afdsaf's mercy.
Many died in the years of pointless fighting that followed, so much was lost . . . But that is the past. The future is where we must put our hopes and dreams. Never forgetting our sins but neither will we allow them to bring us down. That is why with a heavy heart we must choose our next leader."
That resonated something with Koma. So enamored in the tails of the past she didn't notice it until now. The way he was talking as if he was preparing them for-
"Koriand'r. Stand and be recognized before your people."
A/N/ So three days and three chapters. Lol. That is some kind of record for me. Well, tell me what you thought!