My Little Princess

Chapter 5- The Crown

-Eric's P.O.V

"How much longer?!" I yell out to Mousie, who is still holding strong, fighting with all her might. "I don't know! As long as we can I guess!" I look towards the school at the third floor window. Within seconds, I see smoke coming from the room, and shots fired. "THEY HAVE GUNS??!!" I shout, my eyes widened. I was horrified of the sight I saw, now laying next to my stallion's leg, he flipped to his hind legs and tried to dart away but I kept him still. It was the head of a man from Class B.

"Mousie!" I called out. "THE PRINCESS' ARE IN TROUBLE!!!" Mousie nodded and finished them with the final blow. Spears rained from the sky as balls of steel moved under their feet to trip them from running away, she dashes pass me and runs into the building.

"Be safe."

-Mousie's P.O.V

As I entered the building, I noticed two of the three princess' running down the hall way with thousands of Class B's men trailing behind them, with their weapons drawn. I tried to follow them but they were too fast and left in the dust with two corridors, unable to tell which way they ran, for once, I lost a furious and most dangerous foe, who ever this person is, they certainly do know how to make a mercenary lose sight of her targets.

-Kyle's P.O.V

I find myself lost in an empty room, the only thing I can feel is the crown jabbing me in my side and Violet clingy on to me, I look down only to find that she sprained her ankle due to the fall. "Vi, you alright?" She opens her eyes, as she tries to move, she lets out a small cry. She bites her lip to hold back her whimpers and tears. "Yeeah... I-I'm fine...." "You're lying. You're not fine... You sprained your ankle, did you not." She nods. "Here... Use my shoulder, or would it be better if I carried you.

She looks up at me and nods. "Carry me please.... Ow..." I stand up and take her into my arms, now I'm not the strongest guy, but I have to at least be able to "Fuck!" I say, as I nearly drop her, but instead I drop down on one knee. It looks like I too took some damage. "You alright??" She says worriedly, covering her mouth with her hand. "Yeah... I'm fine... It's just a bruise..."

I think It's more than just a bruise... I think I might've broke my wrist... and maybe my left shoulder was dislocated too.... I can't really tell but I know it hurts like hell. "Are you sure? I could just use your shoulder--" "No no, it's fine, I'll carry you." "You're very brave for a girl... thank you..." "Don't think me until we get out of here."

I start walking around in the darkness in hope to finding an exit, as I do so, I start to think to myself. Can I possibly find a way out of here? Maybe this was trap and I read it wrong... Maybe I wasn't listening. I think we'll die here... I hope to hell not, but I'm starting to think that. I lose my train of thought as soon as Vi screams into my ear  "Ahhh! Kylie! Your head! It's bleeding like wildfire!" I'm not sure you could use that, but, sure. "Huh... Oh, I'll be fine." "No you won't! It'll become infected!"

"It's not like you can patch it up or anything Vi, you only know history and Military, I don't want to put more work into you, it's bad enough you have to work for Eric." "You do too..." "Yeah well... It's not like I had a choice in the matter... I needed the money to pay for college." "What do you mean?" I look at her, and she looks at me. I thought if we were to die here, I might as well tell her the story.

I told her everything, she even knows I'm a guy, at first, she was surprised, but then she had a change of heart and promised not to tell a soul. She told me her reason of being here, her family was forced to join the war, she ended up getting caught in the cross fire of it all. Her parents were fighting Japan, it's not like they wanted to fight, it was because the Japanese happened to pick the target of her home. They had no choice. She was only eight at the time, and she wasn't very good in school either.

Her and her family were always fighting with one another, they were quite abusive... so, when that war happened, it gave her the opportunity to take matters into her own hands... but she was too weak at the time, she was sick, she had the flu, and to top it all off, she was also diagnosed with cancer.

They found her locked away in her room, hiding under the bed. They were gonna shoot her until Eric stepped in, he did get shot, but he stayed standing. She mentioned not believing that her prince would come and save her, but instead, a king.

(Vi's Back Story)

"I didn't think anyone would care if I died, and yet, I wanted to live, I wanted to see the sunrise, and see my parents again, but that was all short lived. The second I heard the command, I knew I was dead, that was until... he came. They shot a young chubby boy, some how he stayed standing, like a knight in shining armor.

He turned to me and smiled saying "I'll protect you." I knew my prince would never come for me, but I didn't know someone else of the royal family would come. It was the King, the king saved me. There was something about him that made me want to change my life... It was hard for me to settle in but I managed.

You see, I was once the daughter of Queen Allice, she was Queen of Arcadia, but she grew ill while giving birth to me. So... That's how I ended up here... King Eric took me in and I met Emerald. The last person I met was Rubby, I never knew why she was there... but it seems to me we all have our stories."

(Present)

If we all have our own stories... then what's Eric's I wonder... "Found you!" I look above us and notice Mousie looking down at us. She jumps downs and sighs. "You ended up in an abandoned part of the school... Now I think of it... it isn't at all charted on my map... How did you find it?" "I used your map..." "Huh?" She takes out her map. I point out an area in the west wing hallway. "That's the west wing... That leads to the nurse's office... this is the EAST wing." Did I really read it wrong?

"Wow... Just wow...." Mousie says putting away her map and shaking her head. "C'mon, I'll get you out of here, I believe there was a locked door on my way over here... Ah, yes there it is! C'mon you two, Eric was worried about you guys." "King Eric was worried about me??" She says, her eyes suddenly sparkles. In the back of my mind I hear a voice saying "WARNING WARNING!! FANGIRL ALERT!! WARNING WARNING!!!"

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"There you are!!!" Eric says as we enter the room. "King Eric!" Eric stands up and walks to us, for a long period of time, he stares at me and Vi, but I feel his eyes directed towards me. "Eric I--" I suddenly was taken back by a sudden impact of heat. I look towards my right and notice Eric hugging me tightly. "Don't scare me like that! You had me worried sick! What would have I done if you went missing!" I could feel him shaking. He stops hugging me and wipes away slowly forming tears. "Anyway... I think we lost... We fought our hardest... But... I think this little kingdom is no longer ours... Come, let us reward Class C... "Wait!" I yell out.

"You're wrong, we didn't lose..." I say as I slowly take out the golden crown encrusted with blue diamonds. "My... My crown... but how?" "I kept it with me... I panicked and... well... I hid it in my jacket..." "You're jacket?" "Yeah..." "OH! That's right! We didn't give Kylie her dress yet!" "Oh yeah..." "Um... 'My dress'?" "Yeah, everyone gets a dress Kylie! Minus the king of course."

"A dress is normally paided for but... You earned it. You showed your true colors for us today...You showed your bravery, loyalty, charity, and devotion to this club, not only to this club, but me as well... You truly are rightful of this dress... I had it made just for you, perfectly fitted and ready for you." He bows like a prince, his hand over his chest, down one knee. I dub the... Kylie, The King's Personal Princess."

I'm not sure if that's a privilege, but... okay. I might I was take him up for his 'compliment', so I have no choice but to accept the tittle, and... the dress... The curtains next to the thrown opened with grace. I couldn't believe my eyes to what I have saw. The dress was pink white and sliver, it was perfectly made for a royal princess, the eldest of the sisters. It was almost bride like look at the dress' design.

It was frilled, but not too frilled, and short to the point it touched the upper part of my leg. Eric handed me the dress and Vi helped me put it on, away from everyone else in a changing room. As she finished putting on my finishing touches, I exited the changing room and the light shined. Eric looked at me in awe, he came close to me and took my hands. "The perfect fit for a princess."