6 years ago a pandemic stuck the world, its effect global. It killed women, girls and female infants. No one could figure out why. Only a few survived, and only a few know. Including the Royals and the families of the women. Due to this pandemic Ame...
Ever sense I was born I was always seen as weak. Little did people know under my soft and submissive character there is a hard, rebellious and determined woman. I refuse to give up, especially because the fate of the world is quite litterly in my future. I will be the one to control my destiny, not the other way around.
Anyways.
When I hear the door close I immediately get in the shower and relax in the hot stream, I find showers to be very soothing. I mull over what I found. What he didn't notice the was I was observing everything, in the car I made sure I knew how to get home. I hen we got to this Castle I made sure to note all the weak links in the guard patrol.
I get out of the shower and dry myself off. I have to pretend the part, so that is what I will do. I wear this dress.
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I lay back onto the bed and contemplate my neck moves.
You might not remember but earlier on when the Prince was searching for his queen all the women and girls he raped he collected into a building to sell off to the highest bidder. I of course could not stand by and let this happen so let me talk you through what happened that night.
FLASHBACK
'Goodnight' I said to my brothers who were still playing on the television. 'Night' they all mumbled back. I did what I had to do quickly. I put on black cargo pants, a black turtle neck, and a black cargo vest on over that. I put on black cargo boots and snuck out the window after stuffing pillows under the covers to look like me. I climbed down the fire escape and I was soon running down the barren street.
I got to the warehouse. It was an hour run, but I exercise every day for the inevitable time when I'm discovered so it only took me 45 minutes. I paused to catch my breath outside the gates.
The fence was electrified and the only way in or out was through a gate guarded by 3. I took out my blow dart that so hand crafted. It's like when you are using a straw from a fast food place and you stuff a piece of the straw wrapper into the straw and then blow so it hits the person you're with. That's how the mechanism works. They're just tranquilizers though. I never kill, no matter what crime the one I'm up against committed.
The guards are down and I wait 3 minutes before jumping over the bar that raises to let cars through.
Now for my next issue the women were being kept in a side house off the main building. Guards on every window and door. So I did what I had to do, let's just say they're going to have a headache worse than a hangover tomorrow. I broke the door because I didn't want to waste time getting the keys and I am faced with petrified women and children. This is disgusting, the fact that 1 the Prince thought he had the right to rape all these young and beautiful, intelligent women and 2 the conditions in which they were being kept. Tied and in stables like animals. I wanted to throw up but I know I had to remain strong for these people before me.
I took out a knife and they whimpered. I remembered my hair was under my hat so I quickly took it off so they would trust me. Relived and worried sighs were heard. "I'm here to safe you, you guys have to very quiet and strong for me, can you do that." I whispered. They nodded. I cut their binds and told them to follow me. We were out in no time without a hitch. "Ok we are in New York City," I said, still whispering. I'm met with gasps of shock. "This is as far as I can take you guys, you guys should converse with each other and travel with younger ones who are going in the same direction as you, travel as a group but spread out don't herd it'll attract attention, disguise your selves as well, best of luck." I finished and a few of them hugged me. It felt good to be needed and wanted. I then turned and went home. Not being discovered by my brother because he was still in the living room playing video games.
END OF FLASHBACK.
Prince Malum bursts in my room, as if trying to catch me in an act that would result in punishment. Every time I see his ugly face I want to throw up but I manage to keep it down and assume the role of the innocent, dumb blond girl. It hurts me to act as someone I am am not. However, every time I think about fighting back I think about the women I saw and what he did to them. That fuels my hatred for him.
Now we are in the dining room, "What am I going to do here all day every day?" I ask him. He just ignores me, as if I'm a crusty white dog yapping at him to bring me outside. I just nod to myself and ignore the pain I feel, not at being ignored, but rather at being deemed so insignificant in life.
There was a time when I questioned why I was still alive. I hated living, the idea of it, the other people living in my life, I just wanted to end it. Nothing was important to me. Surviving seemed insignificant when there was nothing to do, no one to become. However, over time, I realized that people were put on the earth for a reason. Like there had to be someone or something significant that gave you, me, everyone life for a reason. I think to myself if I'm still living, it must be because fate still has a plan for me. So now here I am still alive. I've discovered what my fate is.
To bring down the Government from the inside because of its unassuming dumbass people.you know what they say, don't let misogyny work you, you make misogyny work for you.
So naturally I break down crying. This is something I've been good at, growing up with brothers who used their muscle to overpower you, I used their assumptions about me to overpower them. For example, oh no she's hurt! She's crying! My poor baby sis I'm sorry I need to protect you you're so innocent. Like no. No I'm not. However it got them to stop pommeling me so it works.
"Oh baby why are you crying," the Prince rushes to my side. "I-I-I was afraid you were mad at me bec-because-because you weren't talking to me." I cried. I see various emotions flit past his face, hey at least he can feel something. "No no I'm not mad at you I just didn't feel like talking." He explained. I nodded my head, pouting. "Now how about this you don't talk to me, unless I talk to you? Got it." He spits out, barely containing his anger. "Ok," I whisper. "Good girl." He kisses the top of my forehead and goes to sit back down. I internally throw up, it's like how it was in the 50s, cooking, cleaning seen but not heard, men were the head of the house like shut up. "The weddings going to be the week after you have lunch with your brothers, ok?" He asks. As if I had a choice. "Yeah that's good for me." I nod. "Good, you're going to have lunch with your brothers a week after tomorrow. Until then just relax, you don't have to pretend to be a man anymore, you can wear girly clothes and be a woman again. You can also plan the wedding, there are going to be a lot of people there so I want to keep the decorations minimal, and the dress cannot be revealing, you have to try it on for me before the wedding." He said. "Sure," I stated.
Cue internal throw up.
Now I'm on my bed. I decide to go to the painting room and draw a map of the castle from what I've seen.
