"Master, the council brings terrible news, your parents are dead. Schelar is without a leader."
Quite insensitive of him to mention the Nation's dire straits in the same breath he uses to pronounce my parents dead isn't it?
I quickly put on a stunned and shocked face and shoot out a ton of pre-prepared questions of concern. I've gone through this scenario several times so far I'd mastered acting out the mundane scene.
"The Speaker is down in the car waiting for you, he will explain all and answer your questions, Master."
I nod as he beckons for me to come down with him. This day was one of the few days, if not the only day I can predict events with certainty. "I'll be right back," I say holding up a finger letting him know I needed a moment.
Even with my foresight, I could not account for the little changes in my actions affect others. I step back into the room and grab a black blazer from my wardrobe before heading down, still with a distressed look on my face.
I let the man go-ahead to the convoy of cars waiting outside the palace whilst I stop by a guard. I make sure my six feet plus body blocks his from view as I talk to him, "Hey, hand me your weapon," he looks at me incredulously and I narrow my eyes and get more specific, "Your gun, now."
He slips it out and places in the front of my trouser- I needed my hands visible for this to work- and I slowly turn, my right hand pushing against the newly acquired weapon, effectively hiding it behind my body and the blazer I'd gotten from my wardrobe. Finally pulling my hand out from the blazer, along with a white handkerchief making sure to wipe away some tears.
With this done, I hoped no one had realized I wasn't just having a tearful exchange with a guard and quickly got into the car, meeting the Speaker.
"Good morning, Hasina." He says, hurriedly swiping through his phone.
"Not exactly the best Mr Speaker," I respond, making sure to sound extremely pained with my words, "What happened to my parents?" I demanded as the cars began to drive off.
The Speaker let out a sigh, "We are still trying to find out. Your father was travelling to Madagascar to negotiate some deal." He rubs his temples tiredly, "He didn't let us in on it."
I take in a deep breath calming myself and softening my voice, giving way for worry and anxiety to show rather than anger, "How did it happen? Is my mum okay?"
The man turns sharply to me, taking my hand in his, "I'm sorry. Plane crash. As far as we know there has been no sign of survivors, their bodies weren't even found. We are still trying to determine if this was as a result of external forces or just negligence." He looks me dead in the eye and promises, "We will bring justice upon them."
I sigh, looking out the window and make my first grab for power as the vehicles turn up at the National Assembly House, "Well, we better. It's my first order as Leader." I could feel the Speakers surprised stare on me.
My father was dead. That meant I was suddenly in a position to accept his position as chairman of the one and only political party in Schelar. Effectively making myself the newest Supreme leader of the country.
In my past lives, I'd done so only twice. The first time which was my first life, I called claim on the country and party very well being part of my inheritance. The council amused my delusion for a month before getting rid of me permanently...well, not so permanently.
The second time around, with knowledge of those who would harm me- assassins really need to stop giving regards- I managed to stay in power until I was twenty-five years old. Unfortunately, the people of Schelar didn't exactly prosper under my rule, not that I could help it, but they wanted to hear none of that. I was quickly overthrown by a popular uprising, it seemed that I hadn't kept a strong hand on the military either.
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Save the Escape
FantastikHasina Fatah. A nineteen going on twenty youth is left in charge of his entire country when his Father, it's previous leader, dies mysteriously in a plane crash. But this experience is nothing new to Hasina, after all he has lived this scenario a t...