Hey! Got another update~! (Fast one at that) Geez, I feel like I'm pouring everything into this story when I should be focusing on my other fanfics as well :I

Oh well, can't multi-task for the life of me. Oh, don't mind me when I publish a short story on cheve (... I want more on this couple. I swear, I have this craving for this ship right now) I found it on one of my old files and I was like, why not? ... After I reread and readjust it of course.

Disclaimer: I do not own Elsword

Eve Silvia was a queen. A queen of an expanding kingdom, Altera - not that she that held it of any importance. Nope, not one bit.

Her main hobby was to use her destructive weapons for war. Ever since she awoken and had overthrown that annoying King Nasod, she became the ruler - not to end the tyranny though, she didn't care about that. What she cared for was the battlefield, hence why she had personally took it upon herself to brutally annihilate the Hamel army that challenged her.

It showed how powerful she was, but more importantly, it gave her the thrill of battle. She didn't have the Code: Nemesis installed into her system for nothing. She was a queen made for war and wherever war is, she'll be one step behind it.

She had everything there was that she desired. So why? Why did she feel like she was missing something? She didn't feel the emptiness that she had now when she first took the throne.

"You are only a hindrance." Eve had disparaged of the fallen King Nasod. At the raise of her hand, mechanical spears sharpened to it's maximum utility were summoned to her aid, along with her two drones, Moby and Remy.

"You... you dare attempt to rule Altera?" King Nasod challenged the silverette at his dying moment. "You are not fit for that position."

She kept her poker face. "And I have heard that you did not fit the ideal King as well." She thrust her hand outward and her Nasod Spears charged at the King like there was no tomorrow.

There was a metallic creak, followed by another one, and then one more as the spears drilled through the King's central processor and leaving him to crumble down like the clump of metal he is.

Eve strutted away when her business was done. "And fear not, I do not desire to rule this kingdom. I merely hanker battles. I find the easiest action to quench that thirst is to become a ruler."

She talked as if the former king was still alive. But he wasn't. Eve cast a look over her shoulder, amber eyes never wavering to emotion of joy or of sadness or anything in between. It was hollow, as hollow as they were since her creation.

She was supposed to have a conference with the Hamelian King a few weeks after her unorthodox coronation as a sign of peace. She planned on declining such of insignificant ideal once they met but it seemed as though luck worked in her favor.

The King of Hamel suddenly changed his declaration of peace to a declaration of war. It worked so well in Eve's favor and she accepted the challenge, head on - both metaphorically and literally.

"The mobilization is too sedate." Eve commented to a Pongo and stood up. "War waits for no one. Come Opheila, Oberon. We have an army to annihilate."

"B-but my Queen -!"

She strolled right past the poor Pongo and activated her Nasod Wing Drones to fly off at a speed that rivaled that of a jet's; her two servants tailing right behind her.

When she landed on the to-be battlefield, she was faced with thousands of troops made of black and red. If her data was served her right, their colors were supposed to be white and blue, not black and red. Though that didn't matter to her, just seeing the odds are stacked against her made her almost smile. Almost. Was that what human labeled as the emotion: excitement?

"Did you come here to surrender?" Helputt asked with a sneer. "And I here thought you were looking for a challenge."

The Code Nemesis held a firm composure and leveled a gaze with the man within the hunk of armor. "Vacuous human. You should be elated that I, Eve, personally made an appearance."

In front of her was an entire army - one of the bests at that - and she did not show a trace of fear, not a single bit.

As if it would scare her, Helputt slammed his large Destroyer right in front of her, inches from her face. But she didn't flinch, instead, she whipped out her hand, Moby and Remy summoned immediately.

"I take it that was the initiation?" She didn't want for an answer as mechanical spears were summoned around her, followed by a few war weapons that she personally invented.

If she had actually been equipped with her entire artillery in her arsenal back then, it would have rival that of an entire army. But she didn't. Instead, she dirtied her own hands in the battle, silently enjoy every single one of the kills.

By the end of the battle, she only gain a few scratches, her servants lost some parts but they can be easily replaced. Sure she let Helputt escape back to Hamel, but now it was left in pieces. She had done a thorough scan that day, the army was made up of the military and most of the Hamelian citizens.

That was when she decided that she should create an army made of entirely of robots. Immediate mobilization, absolute authority over them, it was easier that way.

That was also when she was dubbed the title, Queen of Destruction by the other countries. She didn't care for the title. Recognition wasn't what she aimed for anyways. She just wanted something... exciting to do to quell her boredom.

She had sensed the rising threat our her surrounding Kingdoms, Bethma and Feita. Seeing them as future threats, she crushed them too, with no feelings attached. They were... less of a challenge, if she was being polite.

There was also this... incompetent imbecile of a human who called himself Add Kim. How dare he barge into her domain and demanded for her code!

Eve sat on her throne, enjoying a sip of tea when all of a sudden, the door to throne room opened - or more like it was destroyed.

The silverette calmly placed the cup down and gazed at the intruder that she had detected long ago. "Do you need something?" She asked while her servants stood alert before her.

Upon seeing a boy with snow white hair and crazed purple eyes, she knew that this trespasser posed as a threat.

"Kekeke~" The albino male cackled as six diamond-shaped drones surrounded him. "Yes, My Queen. I desire your Code."

Eve raised a brow but her internal security alerted her of the possible dangers. "How imprudent, human. Is that how you would treat a queen?"

"Ah how uncouth of me, I have not yet introduce myself." The Diabolic Esper made a bow. "I am -"

"Add Kim." The Code Nemesis interrupted. "I have knowledge of who you are and your connections to Elder. Need I ask you to leave before your birth country suffers from your audacious intrusion?"

And that was how she came to have antipathy of the engineer from Elder, which became her next target since he wouldn't leave when she ordered him to. Turned out, Add had no sentimental connections with Elder. Curses.

A few years later, she witnessed Ruben crushing Sander and fought with Velder from afar. She had to admit, Velder had some impressive forces and Ruben? Their King was powerful. A worthy opponent if there ever comes a time to fight.

However, that didn't seem to go according to plan when said king requested an audience with her.

"You request an alliance with my kingdom?" The Code Nemesis clarified emotionless but her eyes betrayed suspicion when Elsword explained himself.

Being a Nasod as she was, she could not detect human motives - lies yes, but not this. She was not built with a detector that would read what humans planned to do. But she knew that allying with Ruben would practically made her the enemy of Velder. Sure she had the artillery - destructive ones at that - but materials to craft such delicate and advanced technology? That's another story. And Velder was known for their Magic Division, most of the skilled magicians came from Velder and stay there was well. Her machinery were not built against magicians. Even her new models still had difficulty counter high-tier spells. And the anti-magic materials? They were hard to come by.

"Yes." Elsword answered back.

Eve doubt she was prepared to go against the Velder magicians if there was ever a time. Biu... the prospect of a worthy opponent intrigued her. She had been sitting on this hunk of junk that they called a throne for quite some time now. She was bored. Again.

"... Very well." The Nasod replied with disinterest, but before Elsword could respond with anything else, she continued. "However, if you or any of your people were to point a weapon at my race or drag us down, I will personally see to it that Ruben meet with its annihilation."

Elsword challenged Eve's threat with a cold smirk and bowed. "Of course Your Majesty. I will look to you for assistance when the time comes, Queen of Destruction."

She wasn't kidding when she said that. And now, she only waited for the domino that would trigger everything.

While doing so, she actually took up the role ofa Queen, trying to deal with the internal conflicts that she had neglected for years. But what she found most of them to be about were just the morality of the citizens that were under her foot.

Eve heaved a sigh, thrusting a document across the table, towards a woman with pink hair and eyes. Her adviser, Apple. "Deal with this."

Apple was a Nasod model built in the ancient times, just like Eve. She had been asleep - again, just like her - under King Nasod's rule and only awoke when Eve took over, immediate recognizing her as the queen.

"Apple, an Ancient Nasodian model." The pink haired Nasod introduced before Eve. "I am one of the prototypes in regards to your creation, My Queen."

"One?" Eve raised a dainty brow.

"I am a model created with the standby mode of that of a ruling queen." Apple explained. "The other model, Code: Q-PROTO_00, is built for combat. Both of us are created to test the viability of an ideal queen in time of peace and in war."

"And where is this... Code: Q-PROTO_00?"

"If my memory storage serves correct, the last that was recorded was of her rampage due to the Queen's Throne ability. However, since I have been awoken, I can sense her presence. She is nearing us."

"Subdue her." Eve ordered. "I am... interested in this... Queen's Throne of hers."

Apple bowed. "Of course, we were designed to give way to the ideal queen. What we offer is what will be our Queen's."

She looked to her left, seeing the ever-silent Proto - her actual name was cut for the sake of time - standing by her side, Ophelia and Oberon at her right. Proto, as Eve found out, was quite troublesome. She admitted that she was a challenge, but to actually gain control over her was a different story. It took Apple and her the destruction of one of the Nasod Core to subdue the battle-made Nasod.

But what she found in the end was that her active Code was much similar to that of Proto's than to that of Apple's, hence why she thirst for battles instead of ruling over a kingdom. And so, she left Apple to do that, she was more fit for it anyways.

"My Queen," Apple started, while taking the document. "I have been surveying the kingdom and my sensors detected rising hostility from the former citizens of Bethma and Feita. There is a probability of 89.61% that an insurrection will threaten your rule."

"Hm." Eve hummed curtly, disinterested. It wasn't like it was an actual threat. She had crushed them once and she will do it again.

... Actually... "Proto, deal with the mutiny. Apple will be your guide." She rather not waste time on grains of sand.

"Yes, My Queen." Apple and Proto responded, though the latter in a more robotic voice than Eve's. After all, she was not installed with an emotion circuit - not that Eve ever developed that part of her system anyways. She deemed that to be a hindrance to her overall performance.

Although her performance has never dulled... she really did perceive that she was missing something. Something that she should have obtained long ago. She just couldn't quite put a finger on what it was.

She stood up, her body showed no sign of stiffness of having sit on a throne for hours on end. Even though she felt - no, was it her sensors transmitting that? - slightly exhausted from the work of a queen, she would not falter. She was a queen, and a queen has everything that she desires.

Eve will find that missing puzzle piece to her circuitry. She will become a complete ruler. She will -

Beep.

- She will personally execute this intruder that somehow bypassed her palace security.

The corner of her eye flashed a blinking warning dot, showing that her internal security system has scanned an hostile being in her vicinity. She was going to call the person out but decided against it. Instead, she was going to lure (as what humans called it) them out and kill them on the spot for trying to mock a queen who's built for combat.

"Ophelia, Oberon, be on standby, I desire rest in my sleeping quarters." Not exactly true since she was a Nasod. She didn't require sleep too often. Even if she does, it was only to give her Core processor a cooldown. But she had learned that the best way to lure someone out was to give them the illusion of her being unguarded - or so she had gathered from humans - and this was most likely a human, judging from the infrared readings.

She was in incognito mode, or - what humans would say - pretend to be asleep. She merely closed her eyes but she knew that that was not how she would fall asleep.

In a Nasod, one must shut down a few functions internally to pass into dormant mode. This range from applications such as sight to more important ones such as cognition and mobility, but of course, a security measure will be set up once dormant mode was activated. However, unlike in dormant mode, where she is more vulnerable, incognito mode allowed her security to heighten and her sensors to sharpen. Any movement, the slightest change in the atmosphere, even breathing and heart beat would be detected in a mile's radius.

... And her sensors informed her of a low breathing rate and a steady heart nearby, indicating that this human was calm, that they were experienced in keeping a low profile. But without a visual image, she could not identify her assailant.

She heard the slight clicking of a weapon being drawn and immediately opened her eyes. How the intruder had gotten this close to her was a mystery. She was sure that moments ago, the person was nowhere near her.

She looked up into icy, but amused eyes of cerulean blue. And for a split second, Eve had a feeling that this was what she was missing. It was only a split second of course.

The owner chuckled, a humorless one, she noted. "I knew you wouldn't be this easy to approach. You were trying to lure me out weren't you?"

Her golden eyes scanned the man in front of her and her processor immediately got to work.

Scanning... Searching... Matching...

Identity acquired.

Intruder identified as - "Silent Wolf. A mercenary assassin." Eve stated phlegmatically, unfazed of the silver pistol that was pointing at her forehead, or that it was aiming directly at her Core processor is located. It was a double-edge sword to place it out in the open. The pro being that no one would think of finding it being out in the open while the con is that... it's out in the open. She wasn't sure if this person knew that was her Core processor or if he was just lucky.

"Weapon: twin Silver Shooters and a cannon by the name of the Destroyer."

The spiky haired blonde blinked and then chuckled again, this time, with amusement. She found it strange how easy humans were able to dispel emotions and then quickly bringing it back into their vocal cords. "You're quick to do your research despite never meeting me before. I expect nothing less from the Nasod Queen herself."

She didn't respond to that. She found this human... intriguing. Especially at the other bit of information that the central data base had transmitted to her. "How riveting. Your current appearance matched that of Chung Seiker, the former Prince of Hamel... if he was alive and aging."

The assassin faltered, his paw-printed eyes widening ever so slightly before narrowing in animus. "You got the wrong person. That coward of a prince is dead, along with his kingdom."

"Oh?" Eve continued, wondering just how this man was evoking his emotions at mere words. She has not met too many humans that she could converse with and not be killed or escorted out in the next minute. He was the new record holder, with that corrupted Ruben king and that engineer coming close second. "I did not have data of his cowardice. Did you, perchance, met him before?"

Loathing danced in his eyes and his face twisted in disgust, one, Eve noted, that humans defined as abhorrence towards something or someone.

"Yeah, he turn tail from his own kingdom like the weakling he was." The Silent Wolf answered bitter-coldly. "That kind of a prince is not a prince at all."

"Intriguing." Eve responded and searched his eyes for any other sign of emotions. Something that she didn't bother to develop in her system since her awakening. "And you are saying that you are not that former prince?"

"Yes." The assassin asserted firmly, forcing his pistol against her forehead further. "But I am a survivor from Hamel and I will get revenge for my people. They won't die in vain. Oh, and should I also add that I'm here upon the request of assassinating you for being an ignorant queen?"

That, somehow, did not seem to register to her. If she did, she ignored it. For now. "Yes, that is all fine and well but I must know, why do you resemble so much like him?"

"Why do you -" He was cut off when Eve suddenly grabbed his wrist with a swift movement and yanked him down. She placed her cold, metallic lips against his rather warm and soft ones - the entirely opposite of his demeanor.

She kept the contact a minuscule as she released the blonde a split second after, who was completely caught-off guard by the sudden... advancement - for the lack of better words. She noted that his cheeks were turning slightly pink. Humans could do that?

"DNA testing complete." The Code Nemesis said aloud. "Identity acquired: Chung Seiker, former Prince of Hamel."

"Wha...?"

"That was perhaps the first time that I initiated the program with contact." Eve admitted and stood from her bed. "But the DNA testing seemed to be in working orders. And you, Chung Seiker, tried to prevaricate me. Unforgivable."

"Wait. Wait, hold up." Chung brushed aside the initial shock and embarrassment of the kiss. "How the hell is kissing someone testing their DNA?!"

Eve tilt her head in innocence, she found his question strange. "As what you humans have studied on, lips are the most sensitive parts of the human anatomy and hence I am created with mine being able to gather comprehensive information by contact. However, to do the DNA testing, I must be in contact with liquid and since you are clad in armor, I simply cannot draw out blood from you. Ergo, saliva was the next choice."

"..." He just stared at her incredulously with a twitching brow "And where exactly did you get the DNA to match mine?"

"The first time I have activated this application, it was on the battlefield." Eve explained. "It was blood that was expelled on my face, albeit that was an automatic scan. It was the blood of your father, whom I injured but could not kill."

The Nasod Queen noted that his expression changed again, back to the cold one. Shame, she liked the flustered and flushed one. It was a refreshing sight for her. All she ever saw were stoic, anger, and fear. "I am intrigued on how you have survived."

"... you talk to much." Chung remarked acrimoniously and raised his Silver Shooter again. Eve blinked. Did she really?

"I didn't come here to chat. I'm only here to -"

"Terminate me." The Code Nemesis interrupted with a calm voice. "I already took heed of that. But tell me, are you in alliance with the rebels?"

He seemed uninterested in the subject but decided to answer anyways. "Nope. I don't want to bother with them but they gave me a job with a... very mollifying reward. And the fact that you are ignorant of your duty as a queen stands as well."

"You are asinine." The silverette remarked. "Do you really think you can take down a queen?"

Even though she had insult him, she found the specimen... interesting and she rather talk to him more. She hadn't talk this much with anyone else before.

Chung smirked, accepting the challenge. "The Deadly Chaser never misses his target."

"And you are stepping onto the Queen of Destruction's terrain." Eve flipped her hair behind her shoulder and allowed her plethora of battle drones to be summoned. "You must be punished."

And they danced to a tune only known in battles.

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"... AAAHHHHH!"

CRASH!

A groan followed after.

"I swear to Lady El! I'm going to kill that albino, code-obsessive psycho no matter what Aisha says!"

Looks like their battle have to stop and be rescheduled.

... And it looks like I just dug myself a grave :D...

What ever happens from there is what will happen. And I still don't think the story will extend that much with this...

Aisha's next woot~! Time to whack my head of things to write for that!