Guns.
Fire.
Smoke.
Searing pain.
A soldier.
Me, a soldier. And a girl.
My daughter?
The Empress..
That's right...
I remember.....
The ship was cold. Blood splattered the walls and an distinct smell in the air.
I remember.
The feeling, the aching. Watching helpless.
I remember.
I want to scream.
I wish to cry.
To yell, to be heard.
I can't fucking do this..
I picked up an M-23 pistol, and stared down the barrel, taking aim to the mirror.
My left eye bloody still. Bandages haven't been changed.
Where are we going, anyways..?
The horrific things I've seen..
Fuck. Couldn't they leave me to die..?
A door opens in the chamber, and I point my weapon to my sudden intruder.
"Romula, put that thing down.. It's just me." I heard a voice say as the light turned on.
"Oh.." I said quietly, my shoulders relaxing before I even think to lower the gun.
She walks over to me slowly, and lowers it for me. "Did you have another nightmare? You know everything is alright.. I'm your Empress.. You should talk to me."
Her voice was so sweet like honey. Always had me drowning in her praises. She's right, maybe I should tell her...
"I keep getting those strange.."
"Visions..?" She finished my sentence for me, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear.
"It won't happen, my dear... I won't let it.." She wrapped her arms around my neck, staring at me with those eyes.
They felt so..
Distant.
Unfeeling.
I never knew if her words were true, when she stared at me with those light, greyed eyes.
She kissed my neck, and up my chin, possessive as she was.
"Bishop.." She said my namez my real name, so softly, as I fell into her arms. I breathed in deeply as my breath hitched, and I felt tears run down my face.
"I'm sorry, your highness.." I said trying to hide my cries that seeped through smalls sobs.
"No need to apologize, sweety.. I'm here. I always will be."
The Gunagan gunships approached with such silence in the night you'd think they wanted to kill us all.
Maybe they did, hut we were quicker.
"Exit your vessels, you are surrounded! By order of the Empress Judith Hymnal you must state your business!"
I silently approached behind the young woman with the walkie talkie connected to the loud speakers as did a few men from the main ship, they didn't seem to have any weapons on them but how could we trust that? It's only been about 2,390,065 Falls since the Peace Treaty.
"Captain Romula of Falkein 115 speaking, state your business please." I said into it.
"We mean no harm, my name is Major Durian Callo from the Gunagan republic. We're here to discuss more of the Peace talks with Empress Rhelia."
My eyes widened confused. Rhelia has been dead for about 167,865,977 Falls.
"Sir, Empress Rhelia has been dead for some time now. Don't you mean Empress Judith..?" I ask tilting my head to the side.
I hear a silent pop, before one of my eyes goes blurry, follow by red.
So much red.
I woke up again sweating heavily as I was practically drowning in sweat.
A Phantom pain.
My eye is still there... But it feels so unnatural.
Something is wrong.
I hear a shuffling beside me, as she turns to look at me with those blank eyes.
"Bishop.. You okay..?" She asks tiredly
"I'm fine, my sleeping Lily... you should go back to bed." I say as I tuck her hair behind her ear before running my fingers through my hair.
"Maybe you should go see the seer... My Imunaga has been on the fritz and I don't trust it.." She said with a yawn, gripping the white tank I wore.
"Perhaps I will.. I just.." I sighed heavily as her hands ran against my calloused skin.
"You're paranoid.. It's only been 15 falls since I signed that peace treaty." She said looking up at me.
"How could I be..? Even before you found me, I had been fighting those fuckers for what seems like an eon.." I said tiredly looking up in the air.
"Nothing will happen.. I have the power to make sure... I have you. My strongest.." She gave me a kiss on the neck.
Everytime she called me that, a part of me flared inside. The beastly one. The one I only show on the battle field.
The possessive part of me that wants to take her away and never let her return.
The part that wants to control, to take.
The part of me I secretly love.. But should hate.
How strage it is to be a woman.
How strange it is to love.
How strange it is, to be anything at all.
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VALKYRIE
ActionGunfire, bombs. The crackle of the fires of war. Everything is stinging, everything is buring. But I have to keep going. For the Empress. For Judith. My second story based off of yet another idea that's been in my mind. I really just want to start t...
