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You made your way back to the box, where you saw Hiro Tomoe in front of the viewing window, looking down at the crowd. You weren't sure if you were suppose to say anything or not.
He turned to you, smiling.
"It was nice of you to visit that man. You have a good heart, Your Majesty."
You didn't even bother asking him how he knew, or even condemn him for tracking you. It wouldn't do any good either way.
"Your Majesty, would you take a look down below?"
You hesitated for a moment, before stepping before the viewing screen.
"Look down at all those people."
Gazing down, you saw the people, of all races and species, milling around, as the tournament had ended. They looked so happy and excited. Who could blame them? It had been a really fun tournament.
"I like to just stare at crowds sometimes, and wonder about their lives; wonder if I have had any effect on them at all. Have I bettered their lives or made them worse?"
You couldn't think of anything to say. But that was probably for the best. You didn't want to get more tangled with him, so you just listened.
"The thing about policies, even the best, will have consequences. A new tax break could give one small business a boost to expand and hire more people, but on the other hand we could lose money to fund the repairing of a community's bridge, that badly needs it.
He shook his head, looking mournful, as his face frowned, and he sighed.
It could easily be an act, you knew.
"I know you don't trust me, my Queen, and I can't blame you for it. But at least listen to this advice. For every action you take in politics, no matter how many it seems to benefit, there will always be those whose suffer. Long before the Collapse, it was said that a wise leader said. 'I don't know the secret of success, but I know the secret of failure is trying to please everyone."
He turned back to you, a melancholy look clouded his eyes.
"I have learned that lesson, over and over again. I have tried to remedy it in the past, but often I found it only lead to things getting even worse than before. If you take any advice from me, I give you this. Do the greatest good you can. Don't try to please everyone, but make the best decision you know how to. Just know you can't make world into a paradise."
You were able to control your facial expression to keep a neutral look, but inside you were a ball of nerves. Long had you pledged to make a world where everyone had food, water, and shelter. But could it really be done? Your instructors often painted a more cynical picture of your political life of fending off governors, keeping the Earth united, and protecting the fragile environment. But despite it, you had kept faith.
None of your tutors knew. You never spoke it out loud. How did he know? How did he guess your heart, when you had only truly talked that night, which was over five years ago?
Was he that good of a people reader? Had you shown more that night than you needed to? This was long before your training in body language and controlling your expressions.
"I know because I was like you once, and in many ways still am. Someone who wants to better the world, and thought I could make everything good for everyone. I thought I could create a paradise."
You felt very unsettled.
He then gave one of those smiles, that put everyone at ease.
"I don't have the ability to read thoughts. Let's say I've been reading people for a very long time."
He then turned away, and went to a small table at the edge of the room, opening the top, he pulled something out.
A wrapped present.
Facing back toward her, again, he walked up and handed it to her.
"Please accept this gift." He handed it to you. "Don't worry." He gave a wink. "I promise this is a gift with no catch. Just knowing you have it is worth it to me."
Carefully, you pulled the string to open the box, when the lid was off, you gasped. There laid a beautiful tiara. It was silver and it's metal was twisted into leave and vine shapes. It was elegantly crafted. There in the center laid a green gemstone that was cut into the shape of an oval, on it was engraved the Royal Seal of Earth.
You owned quite a few tiaras, but never as fine as this one. You had been told that you would get more elaborate and fancier ones once you were officially cornated.
You held it in your hands, it looked so delicate, but in your hands it was had a bit of weight to it, and felt sturdier than it looked.
"I hope you like it. I feel it would fit the Queen of Earth."
"I...I-" You were blown away by the gift. It was perfect for a monarch, but what would the Crown say about you wearing a gift from the Prime Minister?
You laid it on your head. You were about to look in a mirror, when it happened.
The window crashed open. You gave a yelp, as glass as glass shattered and fell around you. You covered your eyes, but you could feel the sting of broken glass in your skin.
You felt a heavy thump on the floor. You looked up, and your heart nearly stopped at the image before you.
There sat a huge being, it was like a dinosaur of old. It wasn't like there wasn't more sentient dinosaurs out there, but there was no doubt this was a threat.
It looked down to you and gave you a bone chilling smirk. You backed away, but it was useless.
The creature flew up fast, with a mighty swipe of his wings. He rose above you, and then grabbed you by his talons. You screamed, as you felt the talons roughly pierce your skin, and lifted you up.
"Your Majesty!" You heard, Hiro Tomoe scream, as you were being carried out into the air, the man made a futile dashed to grab you, but there was no use. You were soon carried into the sky.
You were too terrified to speak, much less beg the beast to let you go. You looked down to the tiny Earth below. You felt the coldness of the wind, go straight through you.
Were you going to die?
Then you saw it.
A giant ship in the air. You knew this had to be your destination. You gulped, as you steadied yourself. Whatever was on that ship, you would have to remain calm. You were a queen. It was time to act like one no matter what was aboard that ship.
You held your head high, you forced that fear down in you. Sending it down your stomach, swallowing it, like you had been taught.
Whatever that thing was, you would have to keep it together. Crying and begging would do you know good.
Finally aboard that ship, you followed your abductor. You kept your body straight, and your head high. You felt the weight of your tiara. You weren't sure how that thing hadn't fell off. But you were glad it didn't. Wearing it made you feel more like a queen.
Which you were.
The doors opened, and it took everything not to gasp in shock or show terror. There sat one of the tallest creatures you had ever seen. He had wrinkly green skin, and two antennas pointing from his bald head.
You walked up, your hands to your side. You saw three people in the corner: an average human woman, a dog-like human, and a small blue one. Must be minions, and you didn't spare them another thought.
You kept your gaze on the green creature, you waited for him to speak, as you forced the fear down. Force it down. Do not show fear. The words were almost beaten into your brain.
"So here stands the Queen of Earth."
Well, at least you could give him credit for not calling you princess. You didn't speak, as you waited for him to continue.
"Well" He leaned back in his chair. He seemed quite please with himself. "I am here to tell you, you hold the title no longer. For now, I declare myself king of this world."
"No." You said flatly, "Having me will not give you the world. Even if you kill me. The Prime Minister will take over, and a new heir will be found."
He leaned back, and gave a deep throated laugh. You heard your abductor laughed behind you.
"You see, girl, I am none other than King Piccolo."
Your eyes shot up. No, it couldn't be. You resisted showing any more shock.
"So I see, you aren't a myth. You really did exist."
"Ah, I didn't exist? I wonder what they told you all." He seemed to be amused at being thought of as a myth.
"We were raised to believe you were a terrorist that had acquired advanced technology, and used psychological warfare to convince people that he was a demon."
He leaned closer to you.
"My you don't seem scared at all, girl." He gave a dark smirk, that showed all his pointed teeth. You repressed a shutter. "But that isn't a compliment. It is very foolish to not be scared right now. For before you is a demon king!"
You kept your emotions down though you were scared inside.
He started to give a bone shaking laugh.
"It doesn't matter how well you hide your fear. I can smell it on you, girl." He leaned back in his throne. "I will rule this world. It doesn't matter if I have your consent or not."
He then stared at you for a long moment. He then pointed to your head.
"What is that?"
It took you a moment to realize what you was talking about.
"It is a tiara-a crown."
"A crown? Ah, to show the world you are queen, a symbol of power. A symbol I should appropriation."
"Huh?" You let your first emotion show: confusion.
He stood up, showing his full height. You steadied yourself, resisting everything that was telling
you to step back.
He reached for you.
Was this the end?
You felt his long giant fingers on your head, as you felt your tiara lifted. Looking up, you watched as King Piccolo put your tiara on his bald head.
What the hell....
He then seemed to prune himself. It looked utterly ridiculous to see a small feminine tiara on that giant old male demon's bald head. If the situation hadn't been so dire you might have laughed or at
He turned toward his minions in the corner.
"Doesn't this look far better on me than it did on her?"
"Oh, yes, King Piccolo!"
"You look so grand and powerful!"
"No one can rock a tiara like you can!"
It was clear those minions were scared as hell. They probably didn't mean the compliments, but were too frightened to say otherwise. King Piccolo must of realized it too, for he simply laughed.
You wondered why he even wanted a tiara. Then again he said it was a crown. He probably didn't realize the gender implications of wearing a tiara, but then again did demons care about gender roles? Did demons even have a gender?
He pointed to the minions in the corner.
"Watch over her, soon to be former, Majesty. There are thing I must do before I conquer this world."
The blue one nodded and kept nodding.
"Of course, Your Majesty."
The woman went over to you, and grabbed your hand, and took you to their group.
The blue one smiled at you, at what he thought have to be a wicked smile.
"So we finally meet face to face, Queen of Earth."
You blinked, feeling confused.
"Do I know you?"
His face dropped, as did the other minions.
"Why I am Emperor Pilaf! I was one of your greatest enemies!"
You racked your brain, but found nothing.
"Were you part of the Red Ribbon Army?"
His blue face went red.
"Of course, not I ruled an entire land! For I was Emperor Pilaf! I planned on conquering Earth!"
"Wait, weren't you that guy, who lived in the middle of some waste land, and kept calling himself an emperor despite the fact he had only like two people to rule over?"
He smiled widely, shaking his head.
"Finally, you remember, but it took you a bit. You found me such an awesome threat you never even attacked me, like you did the Red Ribbon Army."
"Actually, we all just thought you were either trolls or crazy people, so we just left you alone.
We figured it just wasn't worth the resources. You were actually all pretty harmless."
Pilaf and his gang looked utterly shocked.
"Wait...you thought we were harmless?"
At that rage got to him, as he started to rant about his plans to rule the world, how you all were going to regret not taking him seriously, and all sort of nonsense you were only half listening to.
King Piccolo's booming voice, even rattled you, but you prayed you didn't show it.
You looked back, at him, as he sat on the throne. What was going to happen? You had a feeling you
weren't going to make it out alive, but that wasn't important now. You were queen. Your life was dedicated to Earth. Somehow-someway, you had to stop this.
But how? What could you do?
You weren't sure, but even if it cost you your life, you couldn't let this monster rule your people.