The One (fanfic)

Chapter Two

The Selectionists were green with envy. Queen Amberly had that how cute expression. King Clarkson's expression was unreadable, to my abilities anyway.

Maxon broke the silence, "Well, hello everyone."

If you could spell awkward another way, it would be this moment.

"So Son, is that your signal?" the king asked.

"What signal? Kissing?"

He looked genuinely confused.

"No, boy! I'm talking about the ear tugging. I was watching during breakfast."

"Oh. THAT signal. Yes, what about it?"

"You are wasting too much time on that one, Maxon. Hang out with these other girls, now."

Maxon's eyes narrowed, "Excuse me? This is my Selection. I intend to 'hang out' with whomever I choose. It is out of your hands."

If the King was a bomb, he would have exploded and taken out Illéa with him.

"Know your place, boy."

"I do. Here I'll show you."

He took out what looked like a small box with a ribbon.

"America Singer, will you marry me?"

I looked at the King and smirked. The look on his face was priceless. Correction, everyone's faces were priceless.

Focus America. You've just been proposed to.

To be honest, I didn't think I would make a terrific queen. No, Aspen didn't think I would make a good queen. Lots of people have said otherwise: Maxon, Marlee, my dad, my maids, the Italian princess and her cousins. For Illéa's sake I hope they're right.

"Yes."

Gently, Maxon grabbed my ring finger and slipped the exquisite diamond ring on it. Only Queen Amberly and Kriss were clapping, though Kriss didn't look very happy.

"That is the last straw, boy! Come to my office, and we shall settle this," ordered King Clarkson.

"No!" someone screamed, but it wasn't Maxon.

Queen Amberly.

"I am sick and tired of you abusing my son."--she looked at her husband's surprised face-- Think I didn't know, did you? You should hide your whip better, Clarkson. I've also seen those terrible, terrible scars. Every day I would tell myself that you'd change, but you never did and never will."

Even though the King's face was red, he remained calm.

"Amberly, obviously, this shock is messing with your thinking. I'd never hit Maxon."

Whatever, the he was trying to accomplish wasn't working.

"America, dear, please bring Gavril and his camera. Maxon, take off your shirt.

"Young lady, if you..."

The King never got to finish. Running as fast as I possibly could in high heels and a dress, I finally found Gavril.

Gasping for air, I managed, "G-Gavril...Queen...wants...you...to...bring your camera."

"Well what are we waiting for them?"

This time I took off my shoes before running. When we made it to the gardens, we were greeted by three horrified faces and one bruised Maxon.

"Gavril," the Queen called. "Turn on your camera, we're going live."

The King protested, but the second Gavril hit live on his camera, it was too late.

"People of Illéa, I'd like you to see what your kind has been doing to his own son," the Queen started in a cold voice. "If this man can abuse this own son, just imagine what he will do to you. I, Queen Amberly, am waiting for you before it's too la..."

A loud bang pierced through my ears. Its effects lasted for a minute, but I could still see the Queen falling to the floor. And, yes, this was taped. King Clarkson slowly made his way to the Queen's body to check if she was alive. He shook his head. Everyone started looking around for the shooter. The only people who I knew bear arms that were around were: the King, Maxon, and...Aspen. In his hand was a smoking gun.

"You, murderer! What did she ever do to you?" I cried.

This was the last straw with Aspen. He tried to run away, but I was faster. Pouncing, I took him down. Under different circumstances, this might have been funny; Too bad the circumstances weren't different. Aspen tried to get up, but I dung my nails into his skin. Who knew manicured nails were also a weapon?

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What do you guys think about killing off the Queen. It's not that I didn't like the Queen, but I don't want to drag the Selection too long, you know? hmm...I don't think I can explain the Aspen part right now with giving out a big spoiler in a future chapter. Anything is possible. ;) Well, thx for reading this much. I plan on adding more in a few days. Luv ya all. These are still Kiera Cass's characters. ~Mariahkeepscool

P.S: Hope you guys like the Italian princess and her cousins, you'll see them real soon