A/N: Sorry if I don't portray Tabitha too well, since there are apparently quite a few Tabitha and Sylphid lovers in my reader base, but at least I didn't kill her off just to spite you guys right? Chapters will now consist of two to three segments with different people. Amazing how many different segments I can write about as the story progresses. Feel free to request a segment in the reviews and if it seems reasonable I will make a note to include it somewhere in the story. If anyone is curious about the quick update, the reason is in the Author's Note below. Now, on to reviews.

TheManWhoWatches: I meant this chapter actually. And if I could pay you to write more faster, I would.

Serious? Not that I have a way for you to pay me anyway but I appreciate the thought. What about the use part you mentioned earlier? You aren't planning to turn this into a book under your name after removing any affiliation to me and Zero no Tsukaima like that other guy are you?

Vortivask Jaeger: I f**king love this so far. Thank you for existing.

Glad you like it.

Vortivask Jaeger: Man, can't wait for more.

Gonna be a long wait sorry.

Guest: Please do update this soon and fast because for every familiar of zero fanfic I keep on seeing all these pompous nobles acting like messengers of God and now they finally get a taste of reality and the powers of the commoners' determination

But aren't there some 'Revolution' Fics? Albeit they don't progress as fast as mine but they truly show the commoners determination as they rise and fight against the nobles with their own strength instead of America wiping the floor with the nobles for them. One excellent example is 'Deals & Destiny' by Masin which, last I checked on October 4 2015, is still active. Though the nobles still think they are all powerful in the latest chapter, they are beginning to doubt themselves through the battles fought gainst the commoners where they were wiped out.

chase: LZW I'm surprised you read my comment, I was the one who wrote you need to finish this.

Do I not read everyone's comment? I usually only miss them when Fanfiction messes up and I don't get sent an e-mail notification. Even then, I still see it when I am replying to all the reviews or just when I check while I'm bored and taking a break from writing.

thunder18: Great chapter Update soon

Updates gonna be slow so you'll need patience for this story.

Guest: Also, I don't mean to sound like a prick. It's just the fact that your stories are so good I want more and more instantly.

It's okay. Though instantly is a bit much, especially considering the last chapter was my backup chapter and so I only have the unfinished chapter left. As for the good part, some people would beg to differ and hate my writing to the core.

Gem Warrior: So Thanks to Tabitha and some political pool, Sylphid is safe. The next question is what happened to the Henrietta and how is Louise's family reacting to the news or have they been captured as well as her.

Basically yes. Henrietta, along with close to all of Tristain's nobles, are currently undergoing the same training as Louise. Some will be faster than others while some will just be marked as un-savable and disposed of.

ATP: Poor,poor Zelinsky...how could you be so cruel to him?

On more serious note, I just read that more than 60 american was murdered by Clinton - half of

them in Arkansan/suicide by bullet in back of head/, the rest - bodyguards who did that, their boss,

and even Clinton lawyer.

So, if real presidents could kill and rape, than your fictional one could rape & kill Henrietta.

Me cruel to Zelinsky? I have no idea what you're talking about. Sure he is under a lot of stress from a the work and got his precious test subject stolen from him but it is only a small bump in the road ahead. What is with the sudden dark turn? Who do you think the president I created is? Some evil man bent on the complete and utter destruction of Halk? He is just some guy who got chosen to be president in a dire time and is desperate to find a way to save America, not some horn dog who rapes Princesses. Jeez...

56006: Have you read the FoZ light novels?
If you haven't, well, there is a lot of interesting stuff in Romalia for the Americans

I've read a little but I am aware of the large stockpile of Earth weaponry within Romalia if that is what you are referring to.

Touhou Is Life: F**king genius

You my good sir earned yourself a follow

Cool thanks!

Tabitha awoke slowly in an empty white room. With groggy vision, she tried to access her situation and look through her new unfamiliar environment. The room was devoid of any furniture save for a squarish camouflaged box in the corner which suddenly flared up and a cold militaristic female voice blared through it.

"Good to see you're awake Tabitha, or should I say, Charlotte de Gallia?"

The mere mention of her true name put her on guard as she got into the best defensive pose she could muster. However, she was unsure of how much of a fight she could actually put up considering her weakened foci-less state. She calmed her mind and tried to recall what she was doing before ending up here. There was Louise's summoning, then she felt something sting her on the arm before she slowly felt herself getting tired and inevitably falling asleep.

She must have been brought here while she was unconscious, the question was, did the speaker and his organization bring her here in the aftermath of the attack, or were the attackers the one who brought her here. Either way she was trapped here now with people who knew of her true identity. The only one at the academy who should have known was the Headmaster since he needed to know in order to enroll her but he swore an oath of secrecy.

It was unlikely that anyone else in Tristain knew of her as she had crossed the border from Gallia to Tristain under a false name and was careful not to make appearances in cities unless absolutely necessary. The only conclusion she could draw for now was that they somehow made the Headmaster speak. It would not have been an easy feat considering his wise age and pride as a noble caring for students under his charge.

After a good deal of consideration and weighing of her options, she responded.

"How?"

"How we know of your true name? Quite simple really, just a bit of persuasion with our female members was more than sufficient to get the old fart to talk about everything, really a big pervert the old bag."

She sighed internally as the truth revealed itself, albeit, the reason for him speaking was a lot less painful than she had imagined.

"Want?"

"What do we want? We want to make a deal with you. You see, we've just taken over Tristain yesterday but plan to build up Neo Tristain before we decide to do anything else."

Tabitha was slightly shocked by the claim that they had captured Tristain but maintained her cool in the developing negotiations.

"Since you are an eligible heir to the throne of Gallia, it is in our best interests to instate you as its new leader. Of course, it will be no easy feat to accomplish but we have deemed this to be the best course of action, politically."

"Return?"

"We merely ask for friendly relations in return. As ruler of Gallia, you will need to officially announce an alliance with Neo Tristain to the other sovereign states. Trading will also be very beneficial to both sides and hence should be encouraged."

"Nobility?"

"We will allow the nobility system to be kept as long as you rule fairly and allow no one to be mistreated under the nobles through slavery or abuse. Anything you wish to dispute thus far?"

"Acceptable."

"As for the other terms, they need not be conveyed verbally, just sign on the piece of paper should you agree to them."

As if on queue, a pedestal rose in front of the blue haired girl and she approached it warily to find an official looking document on it which she took some time to read through. It was a long lengthy and boring contract of the agreement between her and the leader of the ones who now controlled Tristain. It was a strict paper with little to no loopholes, of which none were potentially helpful in escaping the iron grip of this contract.

Tabitha thought long and hard about the contract, considering just exactly what she was agreeing to. Sure the country was suffering under Joseph, the Mad King, and her uncle's, rule, but would this kind of ruling be better? Being basically a puppet state under this so called America? Many factors were taken into account in her choice. Some of which were personal, such as the obvious scientific advanceness of these people possibly being able to cure her mother and exact her revenge on her uncle.

There were also long term factors to bear in mind as while curing her mother and getting her revenge were appealing, they weren't long term goals for after she was crowned the ruler. She also had to take into account the feelings of the people in being ruled differently and how the nobles would react to having their actions cracked down on. It was then that she recalled a crucial thing and turned to the speaker.

"Familiar?"

"Yes your dragon will be released to join you."

Comforted by the thought of having a somewhat familiar companion in her journey, she took up the strange metallic pen laid beside the paper and signed.

"Excellent…"

"Ally?"

"You will be accompanied by two of our finest agents once they are done with their tasks. They are estimated to be available in about a month, so until then, you will be put into an induced coma. It's a safety precaution for us, but you'll barely feel time has passed so don't worry."

Before she even had time to think, Tabitha felt something sting her neck and passed out.

Smith and Johnson returned to headquarters, namely the magic academy, with Hoffman after the meetings and submitted a report summary of the agreements to the President. There had yet to be an elected representative for governor of Neo Tristain yet but elections were currently taking place in the capital. The governor position does not have much power but he will be the first native to work hand in hand with the Americans in the governing of the people.

Such matters would be passed on to the governor after he was adequately educated in politics and had a feel for the way things worked in his new powerful position. It would be a slow process but one that would help to ease the load off officials in the homeland. Many of the Men in Black agents were stretched to their limit currently.

Smith and Johnson had it the worst, evident by the fact that immediately after sending in the report, they got their next assignment which was to investigate the elves and make contact with them. They were said to be arrogant but technologically superior to the Halkeginians despite their life in the desert which the natives called the Holy Land.

The creatures also supposedly possessed a different form of magic from Halkeginians which allowed them to wield the power with greater versatility and utility. One application mentioned was the ability to block any physical attacks and reflect it back to the attacker, dubbed Counter by those who bore witness to it. Most battles with the elves resulted in about a hundred fifty Halkeginian deaths for every elven death.

Smith and Johnson were slightly put off by this as it meant they had to travel back to and through Germania to reach the desert and then traverse the tough conditions to locate an elven settlement. This would be the easy part, the hard part would be when the agents needed to make peaceful contact with the no doubt hostile occupants.

They had to act carefully in order to avoid starting a war between the Halkeginians and the Elves as it would no doubt prove detrimental to the overall value of the other nations the planned to conquer. The ones to suffer the most would be Germania and Gallia as they bordered the desert where the elves resided. It would be quite the unfortunate loss when one factored in the fact that trade would take a huge hit in the event of a war.

As such, Smith and Johnson were instructed to carry only the most basic and non-threatening of weapons. They brought along two weapons, a ranged one and one for melee. They each spotted a tranquilizer pistol for self defense. The pistols were enhanced versions with a clip of twenty darts and possessed burst fire capabilities. Each agent carried two spare clips in the case of a drawn out conflict.

The agents also equipped bladed melee weapon for when the situation required a more direct approach. Johnson brought along a battleaxe he named Lucy after the axe in a game he saw a kid play. It was about surviving in a world where strange creatures roamed and starvation was the least of your worries. Smith on the other hand, had his trusted katana which he handforged to ensure maximum strength.

Although, the agents did not travel light, far from it rather, their packs were filled to the brim with food and water supplies for the trip to and through the desert. That wasn't even too bad, the worst part was that the helis were all preoccupied with transport operations to set up trade between Germania and so could not be spared to the agents. This meant the Men in Black had to head through and to Germania by jeep.

"God damn it, we're gonna be cooked in that metal cage under the hot sun! At least the heli would've been out of contact from the searing sand ground…"

"Oh quit whining Smithy, we've been in worse conditions before."

"True, but we were on Earth then, Halk's sun is calculated to be much closer to the planet than Earth's. Most of the overheat prone equipment had to undergo modifications to upgrade their cooling devices to prevent them from overheating due to the intense heat."

"No wonder my ice cream felt like it was melting much faster than usual!"

"Well we're probably going to be next in line for melting if we don't do something to stave off the heat."

"Hold up, I got an idea!"

Johnson ran out of the resting room towards the direction of the main research facility before returning shortly with a glowing piece of quartz.

"Is that what I think it is?"

"Yup! Now come on, before Zelinsky finds out I nicked this from his lab!"

"Wait what!?"

Smith didn't have time for another word as Johnson yanked him from his seat and pulled him towards the exit where he jury rigged a nearby torch sconce to hold the quartz and triggered the magic vessel to activate. A gust of cool wind could immediately be felt throughout the jeep as the duo rode their way to the Germanian border.

They passed without incident and travelled through the backroads to avoid being seen. Nearing the desert, they rode through a forest path and were ambushed by bandits. They had apparently made their camp in the woods near the desert so no one would discover them in fear of being too close to the elves.

Seeing as their home was in danger, they coordinated an ambush against the agents by cutting down a tree to the woodland path. This would immobilize the strange metal horseless carriage the invaders drove. The carriage was soon surrounded and Smith popped up from the hatch to get a better view of the situation. The leader noticed his presence and spoke up.

"Looks like you guys were heading towards the Holy Land to suicide. Allow us to help you die faster while we help ourselves to your valuables while we're at it!"

Smith rested lazily on one arm and leaned on the machine gun mounted atop the opening in the roof of the ieep.

"I'm only going to say this once so listen closely. You will let us pass and you get to escape with your lives."

The bandits were silent for a moment before they all burst out laughing all at once.

"Get a load of this boss, this guy thinks he's hot stuff!"

"I am a humorous man and so I, the great Zonge-sama, will allow you to pass if you to pass with only the mere cost of all your valuables for the joke you made earlier."

"I guess you decided not to listen to me. A shame, you might've been useful in the future."

"Huh?"

That was all the bandit managed to say before his head had a bullet hole clean through it and his comrades began meeting the same fate one by one. Most tried to escape but regardless of if they stayed or not, Smith mowed them down. The weapon was glowing redder with each shot fired until it reached its limit and a jet of steam was expelled to cool the weapon. With the bandits removed, Smith returned to the seat and nudged Johnson

"Mind clearin' the path Johnny?"

"My axe ain't for lumberjackin' Smithy!"

"Either you use your axe or we have to take a detour."

"Fine."

So Johnson exited the vehicle and raised his axe high before bringing it down on one part of the log. He repeated this one the other end and dislodged the section of the log blocking the road from the main trunk. With a mighty kick, the lumbering mass of lumber rolled down and veered off the road, allowing the Men in Black to continue their journey.

People all over were leaving their noble dwelling cities for Neo Tristain to escape the oppression of nobles. Some nobles were afraid that all of the commoners would leave them and began to take more drastic measures to secure the loyalty of their staff. Those who were forced to stay, suffered greatly under the nobles.

Geralt was a simple man, he had all he could ever ask for as a commoner. He had a loving wife and a pair of son and daughters. His job as a guard for a nobleman named Rulias kept them well fed and happy in their lakeside log cabin. The kids often played around in the field or swam about in the lake during their free time, sometimes joined by their parents who also wanted to relax.

Geralt was one of the few guards remaining who still did not leave his lord for Neo Tristain as he did not want to displace his family from the lovely home environment. Sure, life under a noble was tough, he was continually scolded for no reason, but it paid well, and that was what he needed to support his family.

Unfortunately, this was not meant to be. One day, upon coming back to his home after shopping on his day off, he found the cabin ransacked and devoid if his family. Searching desperately for anything that could tell him of what had happened, he found a note. It read that he was to come to Rulias' manor if he ever wanted to see his family again.

Panicked and afraid, Geralt obeyed. He arrived at the mansion to find his wife and children chained in pillories, bruised and battered. On their sides stood brutes of incredible stature, evidently barbarians hired by Rulias to do his dirty work so as to cement his control over Geralt and the rest of his staff. Geralt ran over to his wife in despair.

"Yennerfer!"

"Geralt!"

Her chains held her in place as she struggled to move. Geralt grasped his wife and looked at Rulias with a glare filled with complete hatred.

"Rulias! What is the meaning of this!"

"Call it a safety precaution, to make sure you don't flee to Neo Tristain like the rest of my guards."

"What?! I've been with you for ten years Rulias! I would never betray you!"

"Well Dandelion was with me for fifteen and he was the first to leave, I am no longer taking any chances!"

"No…"

"Pledge your life to me and your family shall be allowed to live. If not, then feel free to leave for Neo Tristain with nothing but their heads."

"Monster!"

"Call me what you wish, as long as you know that double-crossing me will cost you dearly…"

The noble turned to walk up his grand stairway, his cape waving from the movement like a flag.

"Lock them up in the dungeon! I await your decision Geralt, lets hope you make the right choice..."

A/N: If anyone is curious why this came out so quickly it was because I was seriously pissed the hell off by a certain customer who came into the store and acted as if he owned the place. He bought something from the store the day before and I was so happy to see a familiar face. Too bad he came back to be an asshole. He didn't glance at or listen to a single one of my explanations regarding his complaint and accused me of disrespecting his oh so amazing form. Then be said that he wasn't illiterate. In my mind I had such a rude thought to retaliate with, that he was in fact not illiterate but blind and deaf since he didn't want to acknowledge my attempts to resolve the issue.

Don't get me wrong, I've dealt with bad customers before without losing my smile even when my bosses did, but this guy... This guy was on a whole 'nother level compared to them and he specifically targeted me. He was only satisfied when my boss came out and explained everything I had already said, slowly and word by word. Only then did he calm down, scold me once more, and leave. The only thing he was missing was a wand and a fanatical belief in an insane religion and he would be no different from some of the worst nobles in Halkeginia. If any of you have ever, ever mistreated a customer service guy before, I implore you, go and apologise to that poor sap, he's just doing his job, it doesn't matter if it is awkward or if he's already forgotten, just go do it, it's the right thing to do after you've cooled down.

On a less serious note, expect nobles to be worse off than previously planned and for chapters to contain anger and hatred until I stop work at the beginning of next year. Sorry if anyone was put off by that rant but I had to let my rage go free somewhere and his face wasn't an option sadly. As of posting, the next chapter is currently about a third completed.

As usual, review, favourite and follow if you've enjoyed. Don't forget to check out my other stories, community and poll as well. Story status information can be found on my profile and you can make suggestions on my forum.