This tribal fairytale is dedicated to the Mall Rats. Thank you for letting me join, thank you for keeping the dream alive
Princess Brady : the princess discovers the truth on her eighteenth birthday and has to decide for her own life
The guardian : The priest wants to full-fill his own will, claiming still to hear ZOOT
Master Luke : the princess’ teacher
Tina(Martina) : the princess’ maid
Sword : the princess’ bodyguard
several Chosen and servants
In the woods:
Bray and Amber : leaders of the on going rebellion against the Chosen
Hawk : closest friend to Bray and Amber, leader of the GAIANS
Gaia : medicine woman of the GAIANS, Hawks wife
Kilian : Brays and Amber first born son, now 16
Faith : sister of Kilian, Brays and Ambers daughter, now 12
Quinn : Brays and Ambers second son, brother to Kilian and Faith. Only six months old
Nathan : adopted son of Bray and Amber, adopted brother to Kilian, Faith and Quinn, now 18
Orion : son of Hawk and Gaia, Kilians love
Lex : friend of Bray and Amber, Mall Rat, leader of the security for the children
Tai-San : his wife, good friend of Gaia, medicine woman too
Mai-Lan : their daughter, now 13
Ryan : Mall Rat, guard
Salene : Mall Rat, teacher , his wife
Bastian : their son, now 14
May : Mall Rat, spy in the city
KC : Mall Rat, spy in the city
Pride : GAIAN, teacher for nature
Mariana : his wife
Archie and Rory: their mixed twins, now 6
Alice : Mall Rat, lives on her old farm, food resources
Scott: her husband
Matthew : called Matt, their 13 year old son
Cloe : Mall Rat, lives on the farm too, pregnant
Phil : her husband
Patsy : their first born child, 5 years
Jack: Mall Rat, chief of intercommunication between the rebel outposts.
Ellie : Mall Rat, his wife , teacher, chronist of the rebellion
Joel : their son, now 8
Kylie : their daughter, now 6
several other ECOS
The princess who chased the chaos away
Once upon a time – for that is how a good fairytale starts – lived a princess in a world very much like ours. To the same time this world was as different from that you and me grew up in, as you are able to imagine.
This princess didn’t live in an impressive castle, she didn’t wear a crown, she wasn’t even born to a king or a queen. No, her parents had been lost young people, trying to survive in a world after all adults had died because of an aggressive virus. The princess’ father had been something like a tyrant about the city he lived in. He had collected strong people around him, using them as warriors to suppress the other youths of town. Her mother was the girl he loved in school. One fateful night , after a ball – just like a fairytale would like you to dream of - had been enough to give live to the princess.
Trudy – that was the name of her mother – couldn’t stand the human her boyfriend had become and ran away, searching help in the older brother of the self-crowned king of the city. Together they had found shelter within a group of mixed youths. The princess had been born in the home of the group that called themselves Mall Rats later on. They called themselves like that, for their home was an old shopping mall.
When the girl had been only a few days old her father had followed his brothers pleads one night to meet her mother within the mall. Her father had first doubted, but then he had held her. But they had been discovered and in a fight – the habitants of the mall all feared her father – it happened that her father died.
Given that she was so small then, she had never missed him. All members of the tribe helped her mother in caring for her. But one day a priest appeared, him and his followers believed her father to be a god.
It didn’t take long till the city was taken over by them. The baby girl had become the middle point of their religious cult. The divine child should be their future queen. That was why the girl was a princess. Her mother had one day, when the girl was still a baby, already been called high up into heaven to be reunited with her father. The priest told her later, she had to grow up without her parents to become strong for the future. To become a warrior queen.
Her uncle had denied joining in right at once and ever since he was in a rebellion against the CHOSEN and her people. Him, his wife and the rest of the Mall Rats denied her father being a god. The priest – called the Guardian – had managed to hold the mall and the city for sixteen years now. Her uncle held reign about the surrounding woods. His children about to follow in their fathers footsteps.
Our fairytale starts on the day of the eighteenth birthday of the princess :
While the sun was slowly raising into the blue sky the princess woke up in her room. She stretched her arms above her head with a yawn. Her long brown hair fell down in cascading waves over her back. Golden braids weaved in by her maid sparkled in the sunlight, little pearls and crystals shimmered softly in it. Her brown eyes fell at once at the magnificent robe dress that waited to be worn for her coronation today. At once she hopped out of the bed, dancing through the room. “I am an adult…no commands more for me! YAY!” She wriggled her hips in a way that would let the Guardian tell her off at once. The priest was ultra conservative and didn’t approve of any fun at all. But soon this would be her kingdom and he would have to step back and accept that the queen approved of fun very much.
Her door opened and her maid walked in, carrying a tray with her breakfast. “Good morning princess…” She bowed a little. “And all the best for your special birthday!” “Oh come in Tina and let the stiffness outside…” The princess pulled her in, took the tray from her and whirled around with her. The maid laughed “Princess…you are quiet happy I see…” “Why do you call me princess? The door is closed!” When alone her maid called her by her birth name. More being a friend to her then a servant. Tina was one of the first ‘born’ Chosen and therefore had a name that originated in her father birth name. But the girl disliked Martina, something the princess could understand and so she was mostly called Tina. “It is not appropriate any more now…you’re eighteen…” “Oh please Tina…you’re only a bit younger then me…please…if you start to be stiff and absolute correct all the time…” She took her maids hands. “Please…say you still are my friend! Not only an admiring servant!?” “I…princess…if any one hears me…calling you your name…” “What should happen?” “The guardian…” Setting on a snobbish face the young queen- to- be , looked at her. “In some hours time I make the rules here. My word will be the law! And if I want my maid to call me my name…” Tina smiled, making a curtsey “As you wish your majesty…so…happy birthday Brady…”
Meanwhile in the woods life had already started for the young people close the age of the princess. Their life was way different to hers. No servants. None bowing them. Everyone had chores, event he children had duties. But different then in the mall, here everywhere was laughter, loud voices, sometimes discussions.
A young girl with Zulu knots in which bopped many colourful feathers, sneaked up to the man who sat in silence on the river. His eyes were closed, his breathing relaxed. She knew he probably was trying to mediate, having some moments alone. But she loved so much to play tricks on him.
The man grinned, feeling the moving behind him. When the girl was close lifting her hands up, holding a cup of water, he grabbed her arms and threw her over him, right into his arms. She giggled. “DAAAD! Hihi…let go!” She wriggled under his tickling fingers. “No complaints…you wanted to bath me…you deserve some good tickling…” “Daddy…daddy let me go!” “No use for the ‘daddy’ voice…I am not falling for your little girl charm any more…” She shrieked with laughter, till there was a shout from their hut. Both jumped up at once, both the same guarded expression on the face. But it was only his wife shouting at their older sons.
“KILIAN! NATHAN! Stop it now! STOP THAT OR YOU’LL FACE YOUR FATHER!” The two young men held each other in a headlock, each trying to win about the other. “Ohoh!” The girl looked wide eyed, just like her father. His sons were usually the best of friends, always sticking off for each other. People around looked confused at the fighting guys too. “LIAN! Get off him!” Another guy tried to pull them apart, but seemed not to manage to grab them for real. The leader of the rebellion shook his head short to get clear in a way and ran then up. He grabbed each into the neck “HEY! HEY STOP IT NOW YOU TWO BESERKS!” He knocked their head to each other, what made both recoil with a groan.
“OUCH Daaaad!” “Yeah OUCH is all you deserve…what the hell got into you!?” Angry he looked at the older guy. “NATHAN?” “You tell him Kilian or should I?” “There is nothing…dad…just brothers quarrel…” “Brothers quarrel? Don’t give me such a lousy explanation! My sons brawling around! Nathan…you tell me NOW!” “He wanted to go…look! He wears his bow and all of it…he wanted to go into the city! Should I have let him?” The leader looked at his other son. Their eyes were almost the same. “Kilian? Say something!” “I…it it not…I wasn’t…” “So you say Nathan is lying?” Kilian looked at his brother, who looked earnestly back. They were only two years apart and trusted each other deeply. Nathan would never lie about Kilian and Kilian wouldn’t lie about him, even if he knew he would make his father beyond angry with telling him that Nathan told the truth.
The leader looked from one another, in their eyes he saw that none wanted the other to get into trouble with him. And besides his anger now, it warmed him from head to toe. It wasn’t so very normal that they were so close. Nathan with his dark long hair, dark eyes and tanned skin, Kilian looking so much like the leader himself with brown hair and the ocean eyes. The brothers looking so different had reason in that Nathan wasn’t the biological child of the couple, but an orphan from Maori decent. The leader had found him one day in the wood. No one knew what happened to his family, but they all assumed they had been Chosen victims. His own son had been only half a year then, but his wife and him had fallen in love with the cute little toddler at once and raised him like their own from then on.
“Okay…yes okay…so I was planning to go into the city…” “KILIAN!” His mother looked shocked at him. “Don’t start even dad…I know you want to go there too…it’s her coronation…they will all be out and about…it will be the perfect opportunity to do it…” The leader grabbed his sons arms hard. “What for? To shoot the guardian? With like a billions of guards? What if you hit her? What if you hit someone innocent?” “Why do you care if I hit her? She is their princess! She will be called their queen from today on! She was raised from them dad! Brady is lost to us…we can’t go on forever like this…do you want my little brother to grow up in constant fights too? Brady doesn’t care about us…why should we care for her?” His eyes going small the leader took away the bow from his son’s shoulder. “You’ve got no idea at all…you were lucky having a loving family, caring parents…you’ve got so much more then she ever had. Are you asking me to go and murder my own niece? Could you live with the knowledge your father murdered a girl who had no own doing to the use she was put to? Brady was never free to chose. I failed to get her into safety. I know you don’t understand that now…but it is not only killing the Guardian or her. If they are gone that doesn’t mean the Chosen fall at once. There is more to changing the world then just doing one little thing. If the leaders of the Chosen are killed or whatever…do you think all those who are brainwashed, those who even grown up with their ideology like the children born in the last sixteen years…just are normal then? There will be a new vacuum, asking someone to step in again…you’re sixteen years old…” “AS OLD AS YOU WERE WHEN YOU BECAME THE LEADER AND SEARCHED THE ANTIDOTE!” “YES AND I WAS JUST SUCH A SMALL MINDED DREAMER LIKE YOU ARE NOW! THINKING I COULD SAVE THE WORLD! IF I WOULD HAVE BEEN MORE THE LEADER I AM NOW. THE CHOSEN WOULD HAVE NEVER COME SO FAR! I DIDN’T ACT THE RIGHT WAY. IF I WOULD HAVE TAKEN THE HARD DECISION AND SAVED TRUDY AND BRADY INSTEAD OF LEX…” Kilian stepped back from his father, his eyes full of hurt.
“Bray…” his wife touched his arm and the leader saw that his old comrade Lex was looking at him from the side. The one held up his hands “No bad feelings…” Bray breathed one time. “Lian…” he used his sons nickname. He grabbed him on the shoulders “I am…sorry. Only…only…doing such a act…going and plan to kill someone…you’re my beloved son…should I watch you become an angry violent man? Someone who easily kills? Would you want me to be such a man, for real?” Kilian shook his head. “No…but…but I heard you and mom tonight…you spoke about it…and so…so…” The leader sighed. “Dear me…we were talking theoretical about our options…your mom is my best friend, my fiercest critic, my best adviser. I speak about just everything with her.” “But it sounded like…” “So you wanted…to do it yourself so I wouldn’t do it?” His son shrugged helpless. “I know you would never be able to live with it…I want my siblings to have a full hearted man for a dad. Not one with a broken heart…” Kilian gasped when his father hugged him tightly. “You don’t have to fight my fights…” He grabbed his chin and held it strongly, looking intently in the young man’s eyes. “There is a meeting in two days. We will indeed soon strike in a way. I guess there will be changes with Brady taking reign. It might be our real chance to get hold over the city again. But NOT today. Today everyone will expect us…today there will be more guard then ever. Nathan and you…you will join the meeting then…” “Me too?” At once his son looked like he had always done as little boy.
Nathan would be welcomed into the meeting for he had turned eighteen just a week ago. But usually no one under eighteen was allowed in battle tactic talks. “Yes…you remembered me that doing nothing…sitting back and waiting…just doesn’t run in your blood. We should probably more look at a personality alone then on the simple age. Your mother and me had a lot of responsibility in your age too. Why shouldn’t you be able to carry some more? I trust you to take the right decisions! And after all…I was only told today what a superb fighter and chaser you are…” Kilian beamed and looked then at his mother. “And…you mom?” “I trust your father to have an eye on you…so I will agree…” “GREAT!” He hugged both his parents and then just hugged Nathan tightly “Sorry man…” “It’s okay…” Nathan hugged him back. “It is what big brothers do…look out for the younger ones…”
“Yes and because of that you both…you now look after your sister and your baby brother so that your father and me can have finally some lunch!” Their mother told them giving them a look that clearly told them to better not argue.
“I really think it is better when he can be in the rebellion for real…” He told her silently, taking her hand. Their sons had sat down with Faith and their baby brother Quinn – safely tucked in a little basket- on one of the cooking fires. “I know…he’s got a hot heart…” “Hmm…I fear he has some of the impatience my brother had…” He embraced her tightly “Nothing will happen to our boys…they are a good team…” “Hmmm…oh I can understand him so good Bray…I wish we could get Brady out of there…I am scared that when she takes over for real…she will be too far in the darkness to reach her ever again…and that would mean to fail Trudy…” He held his wife when she hid her face on his chest. “I know…we have to hope…”
In the mall the princess sat , dressed up in her beautiful dress robe, her hair curled up in big waves. Her maid had fashioned up a beautiful pattern of shimmering crystals around her eyes. “Your majesty…” a blue haired man bowed deeply to her. “Master Luke…last check if I am ready?” The master smiled warmly. “No…I know you are prepared. I only want to wish you happy birthday and…” He sat down, the smile vanishing from his lips he grabbed her hands. “Princess…what I tell you now…you must never let any one here know I told you. Not even the Guardian…” “Excuse me?” “Brady…” the master never used her name to her, he always showed the deepest respect to her title. It intrigued her that he spoke so differently now. “I will listen…” she told him and the man took a deep breath. “Your mother…what the guardian told you…the official story about her being called to join your father to sit beside him on a throne…” “Yes?” “It is a lie Brady. I know that for I was there. Back when we started here in the mall. Your mother …she never believed in ZOOT being a god. The only reason she stayed with the CHOSEN was you. With time…she was brainwashed. But even then she never was just a follower. She was fierce and tried to get into a better position. She tried everything to ensure you a safe status. A girl named Tai-San…one of the Mall Rats who were held captive here in that time, tried to charm up the Guardian to that time. Your mother tried to work against it, tried to open the Guardians eyes. But he was just angry and ordered her to be executed. I…I couldn’t watch this happening. He had told us she was a holy woman…he had told us how she had been the one in the mighty ones heart…and she was your mother. I couldn’t accept that a mother should be burnt…I contacted the rebels…your uncle came and tried to get you both away…but I couldn’t give you up…I only disagreed to let your mother be executed, but not with you being our gods daughter. Your mother wouldn’t leave. She told your uncle to leave and when he didn’t budge…she even sent guards after him…she went silently back to her room…I left her with you…let her held you all through the night. I suffered a hard punishment for the Guardian because of that later. The next day…your mother…your mother faced death. She was burnt on a pire, just like the Guardian had wanted to burn your uncle months before. Your uncle was there hidden beneath some rocks, there were too many guards and he was all alone. I guess none of the other rebels really saw a reason to rescue the supreme mother who had betrayed them after all. After that …I met him. He made me swear I would protect you the best I could. And even when he despised the whole Chosen idea, he trusted me with your life. And I think I did well…”
“Why…why do you…? You’re lying!” She flared up, her eyes full of anger. “HOW DARE YOU LYING TO YOUR PRINCESS? TO YOUR FUTURE QUEEN?” He held her gaze when she slapped him hard. “You’ve got your mothers temperament…” he smiled ruefully. “But I am not lying princess…your mother wasn’t called to your fathers side…” “Are you really telling me…all those stories…everything the Guardian says…are lies? That my father…never speaks to him?” “Brady…think for real…if ZOOT would be a god speaking to the guardian…why wouldn’t he speak to you? You his own flesh and blood?” “So you literally come telling me that all I ever believed is a lie…that you never believed in the CHOSEN…that you are a traitor to the course?” Her face was a mask of ice, but her eyes spread with a fury that the master knew would be able to burn the whole city down.
The young woman wasn’t aware that she possessed the same charisma her father and uncle had. Her uncle had always been leaded by light, while her father had turned to darkness. The princess own path was undecided still. Kneeling down to her he took her hands. “My princess…I stayed for your sake…I was disenchanted right the moment your mother faced death…I swore to her and to your uncle I would play my role and I did. I saw you grow up in a strong minded woman. You already take your own decisions. There are things you want to change…you are my hope that the whole CHOSEN cult can change indeed in some decent way. If you become the good queen you are able to be…you can unite the different sides…together with your uncle and cousins you can lead all of us in an era of true wealth and peace…you have to know the truth. You have to see the Guardian as the mislead person he is. A person who has no problem with killing off people just for they have a different sight on life.” “Leave me now…” She whispered, pulling her hands from his. “Princess?” “LEAVE!” She screamed and smashed the door into his face after pushing him out. With a sob she fell down into the big throne like chair.
“Princess? Brady? I move something under your door…please…read and dispose it afterwards? It is all I ask you too…please…” He put the envelope through, hoping he hadn’t lost the young woman.
Full of sorrow the master made his way from the princess room. “Luke?” “Guardian?” “Where you in Brady’s room? Didn’t I say she has to be in silence before the ceremony?” “Yes you did…and the princess follows it. I only had to check a last time if she is able to recite her oath…” “Ah yes…good thinking. Everything should be perfect today…” The Guardian nestled on his own collar. He wore a golden coat and dress. All in all the mighty priest. “Luke…the princess…she is intelligent or?” “Yes…she is as well educated as we are able to ensure in our world…” “I mean intelligence…not knowledge…I mean she is able to realise necessary measures…she is able to use her intelligence above her heart?” “I…I guess so…?!” “Good…she can control herself better then her mother could?” “In a way…she…why you ask that? There will be no need for her to control herself too much…she will be the queen. She makes the rules. If anyone steps out of line he or she will face wrath. There won’t be tantrums from her because she is the one making the laws…” “In a way…yes. But a wife throwing tantrums…you know…that’s no pleasure for a husband…” “Hus-husband?” Confused the master stared at his leader.
“Luke I just had a talk with the mighty one…he thinks his daughter needs a man on her side…you know…the balance of male and female…ying and yang. He knows his daughter feels pity with people, what is okay when living in peace. But we mustn’t forget the rebels are still active. There needs to be hard hand too…” “But…but who…I mean…what man would be worth…?” “It was a surprise for me too…but the mighty one choose one…” With a bad feeling the master asked silently. “Who?” “Do you really need to ask that?” Master Luke swallowed. “But…you…you are sworn to be abstinent!” “Indeed…that is why my priesthood will end today. For of course the princess and me will have the duty to continue with holy bloodline. You will then rise up and take over from me…” “ME?!” “Yes you…who would be more able? I trust you…she trusts you…your first official act will be to lead our wedding…so you better prepare yourself like I do now…”
Unable to move the master stared after him. Just when he had thought the dark times were ending, it seemed to become even darker. Balling his fist he knew he couldn’t let that happen. He rushed out, with only and hour left he hurried through the streets trying to find the spies.
Unknowing all of that the princess sat in her room. Her tears had dried for now while she looked through the only things she had left from her parents. A hat with goggles her father had worn in his days of ZOOT and a piece of the supreme mother robe of her mother Trudy. Nothing more. No memories for real. She took hold of the envelope. She could just and simple threw it away, but then again she was longing for some hold. There were two sheets of paper. One looked like torn out hastily from an old book. The backside was written on.
“ My beloved baby,
if you read this letter Luke has held the promise he gave me. You will be eighteen now. Happy
birthday my sweetheart. I know the story he told you will probably have shaken your world. Believe me I know about that. When your grandparents died and I was left alone, pregnant in that new terrible world, my world was shattered around me. I struggled hard, but after a while…when I had get used to being a mother…you became all that is good to me. Because of you I lived with the Chosen, I betrayed my tribe, your uncle who has always been so good to us…only to see you again. I didn’t always good things…but I did them out of love to you. I sacrificed my soul for you and I don’t regret it a moment. I couldn’t just leave with your uncle and leave you behind. I had to take matters with Luke. I had to make him promise. I had to write this letter to you. I had to hold you a last long night.
Brady you must be strong, you must be stronger then I ever was. Don’t let yourself be blinded by promises of power. Look behind it. See the humans sufferings. I can’t give you a real advice, unknowing how the world will really be. I also hope your uncle might succeed and you never grow up within the Chosen…but for the possibility that this wish doesn’t come true…listen to your heart. Follow it even if the path seems to hard to take. And trust your uncle…no matter what the Guardian told you for lies about Bray…he is the one person in this world who really knew your father and who really loved him…
I am sorry my girl…so sorry for all of it. But be sure…you are the best in my life. I love you and will watch you all your life…
I wish I could hold you in my arms forever…but instead…I have to let you go and hope it will turn out good for you in the end. I will be the wind that dances around you, I will be in the sunlight that struggles your skin, I will be in the rain drops that clean away the dust of a long day. I will be with you where-ever life takes you my girl.
With love, mom*
The princess sobbed, pressing the letter to herself. But she had awareness that her time was running up and stroke the tears away to unfold the second sheet. That paper looked newer, cleaner.
I hope that letter reaches you. The last sixteen years there hasn’t been anything I regretted more then not being able to free you out of the prison you live in. My hope is now that you will change the Chosen. Luke ensured me you are of different stuff then the Guardian thinks. Your father would have never let himself be ruled by that maniac. ZOOT was a warrior, he could be really cruel. But he was open about it. He was honest. He had honour. Not like that man who tries to tell the world my dead brother talks to him. You have to realise…that way he brushes off all his own cruelty. He apologizes kind of for being cruel, by telling the world he only does what ZOOT tells him. He never takes the responsibility for his own decisions.
Please Brady…I know it must be scary to face a change. I know you will ask yourself why you should trust me more then the man who raised you in a way. I only can say…even when my own life has been full of love from my own family the last years…even when we were mostly truly happy…there always came those moments…when I thought of my little niece …and then I wanted to run and tore the mall apart, getting you into safety. But you must know now…there is another reason why you had to stay in the mall…but that is something to tell you face to face I guess.
I will be there. We will have peace if you only want it. And your family will greet you with open arms. I loved your father, I loved your mother and I love you. No matter that we do not know each other for real. Take care my beloved niece…
With hope, your uncle Bray*
Inside were battered old photographies. One of two young boys, a caption said. “Your father and me when we were ten and eight” another showed a teenage couple, dressed up fine. “Your father and your mother on the night of the school dance” and one pale Polaroid, obviously don with one of those left over vehicles of the old world. It showed a family. “Our – your family-” She stared at the picture of a good looking couple, blazing with happiness, two young man aside them, a teenage girl
and a new born baby. “Can I really meet you all? In peace? Can we be a family?” She stroke over the picture, her heart yearning at once to meet them. How often had she wondered about it. Why her family wasn’t beside her. Why her uncle denied her fathers reign. The Guardian had always told her that Bray had stolen her mother in the first place, that he had held her captured and the Chosen had to free her. But those letters now…?
Well the more reason she had now to become queen. Then she would be able to find out everything. Like Luke had told her she burnt the letters up, but stuck the pictures into her little bag. Then she refreshed herself and right in time left her room. It would be now some praying asked of her before she would be called to the coronation stage.
The hooded woman breathed with relief when she found her male comrade in one of the bars on the harbour. “KC!” she hissed what made him follow her into a dark corner. “May…what’s the matter? Missed me?” He gave her a charming smile, but the woman only rolled her eyes. “How often do we have to play that little guy? You and me? Not gonna happen!” “Hate to break it to you…but it already happened.” “We were both drunk…that doesn’t really count…” “May…to ME it means something…and I know you feel more for me too!” He was quiet confident, but he could be, handsome as he had turned out to be. “I am still too old to be with you!” “That was maybe of interest when I was thirteen and you sixteen…but now? You’re thirty- two and I am twenty – nine…no one will be saying anything to that!” Choosing to ignore his logic the female spy looked short around “Listen…this is about Brady…” “What’s with her? Do you want to give her a present or what?!” “I can’t understand how you can be so hard about her! She was a baby when she got in their hands…YOU acted the freaking oracle!” “That’s my point…I ACTED…she IS their lovely princess…” “Well…the lovely princess won’t have such a lovely prince I fear…” “What do you mean?” “Luke just told me…the Guardian plans to marry her!” “He what? Damn it…that will do it for Bray…that will mean war!” “Yes…Luke pleaded with me…but I told him I won’t be able to alarm them now…not on such short notice…you don’t know if any of the rebels runs around?” “Not that I would be aware…Bray permitted them to come to the city today…and right he was. Way too many guards!” “Then we can only hope on a wonder…” “Luckily that is my second name!”
The spies turned their heads, staring right at the rebellion leaders son. “Kilian?!” “You idiot!”
“NATHAN?!” the three shouted, each then covering their mouth. The older guy stepped closer, pulling down his hood. He grabbed his younger brothers cape “I know you better then anyone else…saying something about going to hunt…ts…good I followed you! You’ll come back with me now and if we are lucky our parents don’t notice anything!” “But Nathan! I can’t let that happen…Brady is only eighteen…that man is…what…thirty four?!” “Suddenly you care? You just told dad there is nothing to hope on her!” “I…okay I said that in frustration…she is my cousin…and dad hopes she can be the change. But she will never be free to choose with that bastard…and imagine…if they get children! Our family will be related to him! Dad will go beserk! If he hears that now…way too late to do something…” Nathan eyed his brother with worry. “You’re right…okay…okay…so…then…May, KC…lead us…we will…safe her!” “Safe her? How do you want to do that?” “That is our worry not yours!” Nathan told in a voice that let them know he wouldn’t take a ‘no’ from them. Even when he wasn’t Brays biological son, he had taken on all the authority his father had gained over the last sixteen years. While Kilian looked like he was their fathers younger brother, Nathan was Bray through and through in his behaviour.
Together the brothers were a team that no one dared to challenge, no matter their age. “Okay…but it will be your heads!” KC grunted to them, leading them to the hidden passages.
“You want to what?” The princess stared in shocked perplexion at the priest. “It’s not my wanting that counts here Brady…it is your fathers wish that you have a worthy man on your side…think of the duty to lead on the bloodline…” “And my father choose you? A man as double as old as me? Sure NOT!” She stepped her foot hard on the floor. “I am just becoming queen…I am just eighteen…taking over reign is enough change in my life. On no account I will also become a wife already…and the more worse…a mother! Its years time for that! And you are the priest…who should take the spiritual lead?” “Master Luke will take that Brady…” “I don’t recall we both are on the matters of first names…you will call me princess like I call you Guardian!” Her voice had a certain commanding tone to it. She had been taught all her life that she held a special and unique position and that people had to respect her to all times. “But you will soon be my wife…” “I WON’T!” “SO YOU ARE DENYING THE MIGHTY ONES WISH? ARE YOU SAYING THAT OUR GOD, YOUR FATHER, TOOK THE WRONG DECISION?” The princess stepped back, looking at her teacher who stood in the back, looking sorrowful. He had no chance to warn her. And in his eyes she saw the hopelessness.
“I…” “Remember…it is me who makes you the queen…but if you act that selfishly I might come to the conclusion that you aren’t that far already…I might postpone your coronation…I might think of not granting your wish!” Horrorfied she looked at him. “NO! You promised!” For her coronation she had made him promise to let go fifty slaves. “Well… and you promised to never doubt ZOOT!” “I am not doubting him! I only…only…” “Guardian?” Master Luke spoke silently. “It is only overwhelming her…she is so young…she is pure…of course she is scared at the prospect…” “You think? But silly girl…” He stroke her cheek and she fought against her will to slap him away. “We are even on being pure…I might have more experience in matters of life…but not in the life of two humans together. We have to trust our god and keep faith.” He smiled a sick smile. “And…to make it sweeter for you…what would you say if I double up the people who will be set free?” “You will let go hundred slaves?” “Yes…” “And you swear…I will have a say in the future too? It is not like…I become your queen and you the king and take all the decisions now? I am not only the one being used as a breeding machine?” “Brady…you are ZOOT’s daughter! You are a goddess on earth. Your body is holy to me. I will hail you. Nothing will happen that you don’t want!” After a long look at master Luke she finally nodded. “Okay …” Master Luke closed his eyes seeing the triumphant expression in the crazy guys eyes, when the young princess reached him her hand.
Facing an excited crowd the princess stared into the far. She couldn’t look right into anyone faces, scared tears might escape for real. “Welcome to the day we all waited so yearningly for…the coronation of ZOOT’s daughter…finally the holy blood will reign us again! Finally Brady will take power and lead the chaos to its greatest!” A moment it was dead silent and she got aware that everyone was looking at her. “Princess?!” The gleam in the Guardians eyes let her freeze. She had never been afraid of him, for he had always been just so adoring her. But now it seemed like he was someone else. Not the high idealising priest, but a hidden monster that she soon would have to share a bed with. Her eyes met those of her maid. Tina looked worried and confused, crossing her arms in front. Moving into action at once the princess lifted her arms, crossed them above her head and chanted the well trained “Power& Chaos…” People chanted back. Was she so confused already or where most people not saying it from the heart? The words suddenly sounded empty.
Then there was suddenly smoke and paniked shrieks. “Guardian? What is going on?” “Don’t know…SWORD!” he screamed for her bodyguard. “Take the princess away…” Thinking that it was Swords hand who grabbed hers, the princess only was able to take hold of her maids hand to pull her with her. Coughing the girls followed the guy, but the princess stopped when there were suddenly three other people too. “Who are you? Where is SWORD?!” “You mean that ugly giant? Knocked out …my little brother has quiet a hard knock!”
“I KNOW YOU!” She gasped. “You’re one of…you are…Bray’s…son? Did he sent you?” Taken aback the guy stared at her. “You know how we look?” “Princess…what is…what is going on here?” Her maid pressed herself between the princess and the guy. “I hold him off princess…run!” “Don’t be foolish!” The woman that was among them hissed. “Do you want your princess to marry the crazy priest?!” “What?” The other older guy with them sighed. “Guys…can we have the saying hello ceremony once we are out of here?” “True…come…” She stood rotted to the spot when the younger guy took her hand. “I am going no where…” “FINE!” The guy hissed. “Here you are Kilian…try…she is your blood after all!” The guy named Kilian grinned a bit. “Careful dear cousin…I pissed Nate off quiet a lot today…you better be a nice girl…” “Nate?” “Nathan for you…” he snarled a bit and she stuck her nose up in the air. “Then its princess for you then!” The woman with them chuckled “She has a lot from Trudy obviously!” “You knew my mom?” The princess seemed to soften right at once. “KC and me knew her…where we are going many knew her…we all know You too Brady…we all held you when you were a baby…” The older guy weighed his head “Me not…Trudy wouldn’t trust me with her baby…what…erm…was probably wise…” “can we hurry on now or do you want to make some tea and biscuits?” Nate snarled again. “Man what has bitten you today?” KC shook his head, but said then “But lets go…Bray is going to behead May and me if we lose his precious sons!” Both young men made a “HEY!” shout, obviously pissed for being spoken about like some little boys. The princess and Tina grabbed each others hand and were then leaded through the dark tunnels all under the city till they finally came out somewhere in the woods.
“So that’s how the rebels always succeed to come in…” the princess mused loudly. “The Guardian always went in rages when you had again succeeded to ruin some resources…he was always wondering…” She shook her head. “And he never thought about looking underground?” There was anger in her voice. “Such a fool…it is really time he steps back…ts!” “Well wanna go back and say ‘yes’ to him then?” She ignored the question of Nate and ignored him all the way.
Nathan didn’t know himself why he was so snappy towards her. But he couldn’t stop flicking his eyes at the beautiful young woman. Why did she have such smooth long brown hair, such captivating eyes? She belonged to the family! He couldn’t swarm for her. But Nathan wasn’t inexperienced with girls. He knew that he felt drawn to her and it freaked him out. Out of all girls on this planet, he wanted just the one he shouldn’t want?
“Where are we here?” “Its the farm of Alice and Ellie…old Mall Rats too…Alice, her husband Scott and their son Matt live here. Cloe – also an old Mall Rat – her husband Phil and their daughter Patsy live here too. Those guys here help dad to keep the stomachs of all rebels full!” Kilian explained to her. “Okay…but why did we go here? Don’t you trust me to show me the rebel camp?” “Erm…actually…” Kilian stared a little around and Nate seemed to be looking around sheepish too. “Your father doesn’t know what you did?! He doesn’t know you probably activated a war by kidnapping the princess?” Tina sighed. Nathan rounded on her. “Oh kidnapping? Well…so the princess…" he noted the word dramatically “…actually wanted to marry the Guardian right then? Well then…goodbye you two…the city is over in that direction!” he pointed his thumb behind him, shrugging. “Actually…” princess Brady built herself up before him, poking her finger hard into his chest “…the princess wants you to be more polite. There is no reason for you to be so snappy, especially not to my maid who is my best friend! Weren’t you taught manners by your father?”