Not Elena-related. And the style might be strange. But anyway, this is mostly here cause i felt like sharing and because i wanted to know what people think about it.
-----------------------------------------So, you want to know what I did to get myself thrown in here? You don't want to guess? Pity.
You see, it's nothing special: regicide, starting a revolt, the usual, I'm sure.
It wasn't anything great, some disgruntled in the populace, foreign spies sowing unrest, conspiracies~
Good times, for sure!
And on top of it all? The royals.
Sitting there, reigning, secure in their knowledge that they were safe from threats. Huddled away behind tech, security and walls like the fat maggots they must've known they were.
But oh, what about the threats from within? Someone they thought to know? Someone they believed to control?
I was royalty, you know?
Fifth princess of the kingdom, one of a round dozen, and as many princes. A mess, i can tell you! Entitled brats, the whole lot! Mostly representative, aside from the firsties, of course. We all were distributed all over the place. I was "lucky" to show a rather more...hands-on mindset than the rest, or any kind of respectable "mind" anyway. I just got the good genes there.
"Designer baby"? No way, they only checked the material to be healthy and free of faults before we went into the incubators.
Anyway, all the usual 'princess-y' duties, i sucked at those. Too aggressive, too impatient, pff. They were right, i guess. Also wrong...they stuck me in the general's course. A royal leading the army, looking pretty on parades, yelling at the frontmen from way back, letting them fight and die? Pah! I preferred it at the front myself! Grime and dirt, taking orders, not giving them! That was the life! Utterly satisfying to stomp around in battle armor, shooting at whoever needed to be shot! The troopers respected me after a while for that.
I was fed up, all the royal hubhub and deference sucked. I've hated it from the start! Just wanted it to go away! I never managed to convince my father to just stick me to the grunts, to the frontline! Always do this, do that, check that suitor, pretty up for the masses.
So i went to plan. Take a look at who was who, who wanted what...and who they would fight if given the chance. I took my time, served in the military against the king's wishes. It irked him greatly! It irked him even more when I got to kill people, or was actually shot at.
So i planned...and finally? I thought it was time. Princesses at the palace, princes all out, king and queen present.
It's all so easy when you can tell the guards to give you some extended privacy!
I got my battle armor, stomped to the throne room. Let in by the guards, locked the entry, left alone with the dear rulers of the realm.
Pitiful! Barely any resistance! I could've taken them even without the armor, but they absolutely hated it when i wore it!
After that, broadcasting the deaths, personally denouncing the kingdom, challenging everyone to take the place for themselves. Glorious mayhem!
It's amazing who you can fight with when you ditch the insignia, smudge dirt on the armor and pretend to be a merc. A complete free for all between the army under the remaining royals, the insurrectionists, anarchists and who else was around.
I knew they'd all just love to have my head on a pike, and quickly they got smarter. I was also running out of gear i could pilfer, those suits took maintenance like hell.
So, why die from an angry mob, if you can live to kill another many days!
Was hard though. Lost most of my stuff when i raided that comm center. Got a connection though.
Tartarus Inc. Great people, filled with scum of all trades! And some...interesting programs. I gave them my account data, no need for the money myself, told them to meet me at a certain point.
So now i'm here. Just hope i get to fighting again soon! Can't wait!