Royal Shadow

[RavenMist]

Isabella shakes her head, looking around, "I'll make my way work. The other royals will do what I say. They listen or there's an unwanted blood bath. I made an exception. It would have been easier to have everyone killed. That's what the rebels want." She says, "They want you dead. They want me dead, they don't know who I am yet. I've hide to be a totally different person because of you." She shouts.

 

[Hellfire]

He shakes his head. "Their are dozens of territories, at least half of them larger than this one." He says with a sigh. "Royals do not attack other royals. War nearly destroyed this world once, to go to war again would be the end of our race." His expression changed to one of suspicion as he realized something. "If you are not working with the rebels, then who was your friend?" He asked.

 

[RavenMist]

"Like I said before there's some with good intentions. Though I'm surprised you haven't heard of Shadow. Some of the rebels they want war, that's not my aim, or his." She murmurs, "I've made allies, that can help and I intend to keep them in check." She states softly.


"I don't plan to go to war with the other regions, just take control of this one. The royals of this region, they will listen or they will go. They'll have a choice. They'll stand with me or against me." She states.

 

[Hellfire]

"Shadow." He nods. "I know that name." He is silent for a moment. "What happens when your allies realize you are a royal Isabella?" He asks softly. "They want to rule themselves, they will not take kindly to working with a royal. I realize that you believe you are working for a good cause, but nothing ever goes as planned. I fear you will get yourself hurt trying to fix the world." He sighs, sitting down.

 

[RavenMist]

"I'll take the chance. I'll risk my life for our people. I'll make them see it how I do." She says quietly, sitting on the floor opposite the man. She leaves a metre of space between them, "I can do this." She murmurs.

 

[Hellfire]

He just looks at her, not saying a word. Shadow comes into the room silently, quickly taking in the scene. "The rebels have contacted me." He says to Isabella, watching her father. "They plan to take over the territory while the royal forces are confused, they have asked me to disable the royal communications has soon as possible." He didn't seem to care that the royal leader was listening to this information.

 

[RavenMist]

Isabella stands, "Not without me they aren't. Today would be the best day for them to know who I am. I what I intend. They need to trust me." She says, glancing at her father.

 

[Hellfire]

Shadow nods, impressed by her boldness. "Do you want to meet face to face, or contact them through video screen?" He asked. "I agree that you need to reveal who you are, but we need to be careful. People from the slums don't like surprises, especially when it envolves royals." He smiled. "Not everyone is as quick to judge though."

 

[RavenMist]

Isabella smiles, "Face to face, I can judge their reactions better if I'm in the same room as them." She murmurs, she looks at him and then her father, "You'll stay here, until this is all over." She says quietly.

 

[Hellfire]

Her father shakes his head but stays queit.


"We need a way to guarentee your safety." Shadow frowned in thought. "I hate to dangle anything over their heads, but..." He shakes his head. " I can't really think of anyway to get they to cooperate and not consider us enemies." He sighs, frustrated.

 

[RavenMist]

Isabella looks at Shadow now, "I've always been in danger. I'm not being locked away. I'm not being scared any more. I'm not going to hide because people are worried that I'll get hurt. I can look after myself, I can protect myself, if I get hurt, or killed it's my own fault. I'm willing to risk the consequences. It's my choice." She says to him, "My safety will never be garenteed."


"As for getting them on side, we tell the truth. Everything. As an alliance we need to trust them and they us. All we need is something to get them on board, to get them thinking that working with us is still a good idea." She states, her tone had already turned slightly more authoritative, her tone showing her passion.


"We'll leave now. They are moving ahead with the plan rather quickly. Whilst Father is safe, they'll get suspicious. This is the only thing we don't tell them. My father isn't here and he never was, okay?"

 

[Hellfire]

Shadow nods, smiling. "Sounds good to me, I'll let them know we will meet with them." He taps away on his device as he turns to walk back outside. "I am setting up the meeting at one of my old safe houses." He informs her as he puts the device away. He walks outside and turns on the bike. "Let's go." He says as he offers her his hand.

 

[RavenMist]

She follows him outside, "Okay." She says with a nod. She takes his hand as she climbs onto the bike and smiles, "This'll be eventful." She murmurs softly.

 

[Hellfire]

He chuckles. "That is putting it lightly." He says as they head toards the safe house. He stops the bike a short distance from the safe house. He looks at the building, sighing. He hops off the bike and quickly goes up to the building. He slips inside, coming out a few moments later. "Looks like they haven't gotten here yet, let's hope they get here soon." He says as he leads her into the building.

 

[RavenMist]

She nods, following him inside. She pulls her hood down and then looks at him and then looks around, "What's the odds of a fight?" She asks, crossing her arms.

 

[Hellfire]

"Pretty high." He said, stretching his shoulder a bit. "People from the slums tend to react violently to surprises, especially something like this." He chuckled darkly. "If you treat a person like an animal long enough, they tend to become an animal." A beep sounded from his pocket. He pulled out his device and scanned it quickly. "They will be here soon."

 

[RavenMist]

She nods lightly, and looks around slowly. She pays attention to the closest exits and Windows nearby. She looks around, she didn't want to fight but if the chances were high, she'd be careful.

 

[Hellfire]

A knock comes at the door. Three slow taps, then two rapid ones. Shadow pulls out a small blade before looking through a small opening in the door. He turns to Isabella and nods, opening the door. He hides his blade as Zach and five other important looking rebels enter the room. "Glad you all could make it." Shadow says as he shuts and locks the door behind them.

 

[RavenMist]

Isabella looks around and then at the men. She looked slightly different to before, stood in one of her dress, specifically made for a Royal. Her hooded cloak, the same. She lets her arms fall to her side, "Welcome, gentlemen." She says with a smile.

 

[Hellfire]

Zach looks her up and down with a frown. "You know why we are here." He says looking at her. "The head of the royal family is gone, and the royals are in disarray. Now is the time to strike, and we would appreciate Shadow's help." He said looking back at Shadow for a moment. "We need to end this now before they come around."

 

[RavenMist]

Isabella hands her hand up to pause him, "Wait a moment, as much as I'd enjoy trusting your motives. This isn't all about fighting. Infact, taking over could run a lot smoother, if we didn't." She says lightly, noticing the mans glance at her and the other rebels' confused looks.

 

[Hellfire]

"Then what way would you do it?" He asks, not convinced. "Royals and the people of the slums can't exactly just forgive and forget. The royals will want to take control no matter what, they would never allow someone from the slums to take control or even have a voice. So please, tell me what you suggest." He sounded almost sarcastic.

 

[RavenMist]

Isabella looks at him and then Shadow, "Here goes nothing." She mutters before looking back at Zach, "I'm Isabella, the daughter of the head Royal." She says lightly, "Let me speak before you start because this isn't all for nothing. I am serious about taking over." She says lightly.


"I was kidnapped by Shadow and from there I learnt for the first time what my father had been doing. I didn't know anything about how bad it was, not until now." She says softly, "I'm angry and humiliated with how this region has become and I intend to fix it." She explains, wincing at the angry faces of the other rebels that had slowly moved tier hands toward their weapons.


"I'm not like them, though I'm sure you don't believe me. What I want you know is I can make the difference, this empire is a mess and I want to help sort it." She says, "We are all equal, we are all human and we all deserve to be able to have the same privileges." She says lightly, "You can fight, you can kill but if you do, it is not winning, it is slaughtering. You might be able to convince the people of the slums that war is a good option but when you kill and you injure people, ask yourselves is you can beat the consequences." She says, "My way, we can walk the way to the top and take over without much bloodshed."

 

[Hellfire]

Shadow's hands hide behind his cloak, ready to react instantly. Zach gestures for his fellows to ease. "And yet a royal will still rule." He comments softly, anger clear in his voice. "All we want is a voice in how we are ruled. That is why we fight, we don't want to take over but if we have to we will." He pauses looking at Shadow. "The only reason that me and my fellows have not killed you is because of him." He points at Shadow, almost accusing him. "He has helped the people for a long time, in fact I hear he would do anything for the people of the slums. Which makes me wonder why he is siding with you."


Zach looks back at Isabella, determination in his eyes. " You say you will be a better ruler, but tell me how would you know what to do for the people if they do not have a voice?" He asked her. Looking slowly from her to Shadow.

 

[RavenMist]

"The question why can't you have a voice? You say I'm a Royal so I assume you think of me to just do the same as my father, right?" She says lightly, "My father, he has not listened to anyone in so long, that greed and status has clouded his judgement. I'd be lying if I were to tell you that I wasn't once that way but I understood very little about the region then." She says, "My eyes were opened."


"I grew up to stories of nightmares about rebels that were here to kill me and my family. I was born and raised to hate you and the people of the slums." She murmurs, "You, your men, shadow. They were the people I was left to fear, my life already nearly being taken once before." She says softly, "I have no reason to help you other than the pure fact that the way this region is being ruled over is wrong or morally wrong." She murmurs.


"In the last week or so, questions fill my mind. Why should I eat a glorious meal whilst other starve? Why should I wear a glorious dress whilst some stand in rags? Why should strive to be a good Royal when the other royals are not good themselves? Why should I be a Royal at all? Because I was born one? Because I was nurtured into it? Why can't we all be Royal? Why can we all not be equal? What is stopping us from making this a better region ecomomically? There are bigger regions yes, but none of them want war. None of them are looking to fight. So why as a region, can we not focus on getting better? Share wealth, share luxury, share food. Why as a region, do people starve? Why as a region, are people dying? Why as a region can we not be reunited and build ourselves into a kindgom that is just. A kingdom that is fair. A kingdom that is full of kindness. A kingdom that is bold. A kindgom that looks out for one another. A kingdom that makes people want to stand together and smile?" She says strongly, her voice showing her passion.


"I want to be the voice of the slums, not a Royal but as an equal. I want to show people that the future will be better. I want to give hope where before there was none." She finishes.