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Chapter 13

      As I run away from the crowd and the royal guards. I found myself in an alley and somehow, I find myself lost. I know a lot of places here in England as I live here once in a while but as always, they continue to change things. I walk around and use the flashlight of my phone when I saw a group of thugs saw me as well. I was about the walk away when someone grab my hand. "Where do you think you're going, lady?" someone whispers in my ears. "Who are you?" "I mean don't worry I will not say a thing about what I see here tonight, please let me go I am just a tourist." 

      But then, he grabs my shoulder and makes me look at him when his face suddenly changes. He removes his hand from my shoulder and his face looks really shocked. Then, he kneels down and said, "Our Queen, I apologize for my behavior, please give mercy on my actions." He orders his friends to kneel as well, "Hey you morons, it's the Queen kneel!" They followed what he said. I don't know why this is happening to me but unlike before I don't usually recognize these people but why now? "I am sorry, but I am not your Queen, and whoever your Queen is I am not related to her, I am sorry." 

     I walk away from them but the man who grabbed me, grabs me again, "Wait, but you are here, miss, we know what you look like, my grandfather told us that if we ever see you again, we should serve and protect you, with all of our life." "I am really sorry but, I don't even know your Queen, please let me go." The man still doesn't believe in me so he pulls my hands and carries me on his shoulder. "Please let me down, I don't have money to give you, please," I begged. I know what you are thinking, that I know how to fight but if I fight them, they might know that I am lying so, I need to lay low and just act as nobody.

      After a while, I continue to remove myself from this man's arms but he won't let me when he suddenly stops. "We're here." He put me down and I continue to persuade him, "I know you won't believe me but, I have proof that you are our queen, the granddaughter of the late Queen of Bretramia." "Bretramia? What country is that? I told you I am not from here, I am an American, so please let me go." The man exhales and said, "Just look into it, well leave you alone when you see what is inside." I don't know why they are doing this but I just follow him and we all go inside. He showed me about the battle from different countries, portraits, and pictures that include my face, which is not great. 

      "Our father, grandfather, and other late grandfather has been looking for you and yet they never find you, and every time they saw you and made a move to talk to you, you always left without any traces. So, I promised my father that if we once find you again, we will make you the Queen of England, because we know you deserve it." Hearing him talk made me understand that they are stalking me, and now I understand why I felt that someone is looking and following me because of this. "Well, I... I am glad about this, but you cannot do that." "Why is that?" The man said, "Well, uhm, first, I am not related to her. Second, there are 10 out of 100% that the Queen has the same face as other people even if they are not relatives, and third, that is rebellion. Isn't the Queen of England, today, good to your people?" 

      The man still insists on what he is saying, "But your Highness, we need to follow our ancestors about this, about you? You are the only one who could rule in this world because of who you are. Are you not seeing it? You never get—" I put my hands in his mouth and stop him from talking about my secret. "Please, I don't want to hear your stories about her, because I am not her. Please stop this nonsense, because you will get yourself killed." He removes my hand and said, "I am sorry your highness, but if you are not willing to do this, we will for you." The other man grabs both of my hands and ties me to the chair, "What are you doing? Please, this is not right. Please." They are not listening to me; I need to get out here and burn all the evidence about my existence.

     They put me in a locker room and tie my body to the chair. "Please, I am begging, this is not right." But the man said, "No, we are not, but you are." He looks at his men and told them to not let me get escape. Outside the room, I see that they are already plotting to start the rebellion. The room suddenly got crowded and it will be hard for me to escape. So, I have to think of a plan. I look at what can I get and I found some cardboard full of fabric. They are covering their plan as a fabric factory, which is great. So, as I try to remove the rope in my hands, I find it so tight. I also try to remove the rope in my feet but nothing. As they continue their plan and I am locked in here with loud music in my ears, I try moving the chair to make it fall. I try moving my chair so that they won't notice me outside. 

     Then, as I got what I wanted, I fall down and broke my right arm, which is super painful but I ignored it. As I broke my arm, I bring both of my arms in front of me and sit down. I remove the knot of the rope to my feet, when two men come in, which is not great. "What are you doing? Call Michael—" I grab his mouth and twist his head, then the other man pushes me and throws me to the wall. I cough some blood but I stand up again, I run towards him and get the gun under my dress, *bang* two down and other more. I know they already know that I escape in the chair because of the f*cking transparent glass and just waiting for me to come out. So, I shoot the glass and throw some clothes outside. As they start shooting, I slide through the door and kill them one by one. I hide again at the table and let them shoot when they reload their gun, I run towards them, and use scissors to injure them and kill them. When the sound of the loud music changes into "Badass woman" by Meghan Trainor.