|posted on 11-Dec-2001 7:07:46 PM by peppero8872|
Category: Mostly CC
Placement: After “The End of the World”
Disclaimer: Never owned it, never will.
Summary: The humans discover their connection to the royal four as a result of Liz’s sacrifice.
Rating: I’m not sure, but probably somewhere from PG-13 to R for language.
Author’s note: This is one of my first fics, and I’m a little unsure of it. Please let me know what you think. This starts out in their past lives, and is a little confusing at first, but everything will be explained. Their earth names will be used to make it less confusing.
(Also, this is my first time posting on this board. Someone suggested I post it here after I posted it on the other board, so here it is. Hope you like it.)
“What exactly is going on here?”
Everyone in the corridor promptly dropped what they were doing and bowed to the young princess. She glared at all of them angrily.
“Don’t bow, answer me!”
“It’s for the new members of your court. Their moving in to the palace today.”
“Why is it that no one informed me?”
No one answered. She sent a death glare over the servants, and one of the maids stepped forward. “Your father was afraid you might overreact, Princess Isabel.” She stepped almost shakily back to her spot.
Isabel was irate. “I DO NOT OVERREACT!!” She screamed.
“Right, you keep telling yourself that.” Isabel turned around to see who had dared to talk back to the King’s only daughter. She saw standing behind her a girl about her age with a large crate in her hand.
“Who are you?”
“The Queen of England. Who the hell do you think I am?”
Isabel gasped. She had never heard such a vulgar word be used so casually before, and never used by a lady. She stood in shock for a second before she let out a piercing scream. “DADDY!!!”
She ran down the hall screaming for her daddy, just like every spoiled rich brat the girl in the hall had ever met. She rolled her eyes before setting the box down for the staff to take care of. She heard someone coming up behind her and turned around to find another member of the staff.
She rolled her eyes. The “Miss” thing was getting a little old. “Yeah?”
“You’re wanted in the throne room immediately.”
The woman turned and walked away, and Liz started after her. “Fantastic.”
When she got to the throne room, the only person in there was an older man dressed even more elaborately than the Princess had been. She took him to be the King. Great. She’d been looking forward to meeting her betters all day. Although that was not exactly how she would word it. There were a couple of things on her mind that she needed to yell at whoever was in charge about, and here he was. ‘Brace yourselves, good people of Antar,’ she thought. ‘This could get ugly.’
“Liz,” she cut him off. She was sick of this Miss Elizabeth crap.
He smiled at her. “Liz.” He held out his hand in a little wavy gesture, and then looked at her. She realized he was waiting for something.
“Oh, you want me to bow.” She looked at him and gave an amused grin. “Yeah, I don’t see that happening anytime soon, so might as well save yourself the suspense.” He frowned at her, so she added a sarcastic, “Your Highness.”
He cleared his throat, obviously not used to being denied his requests. But then, he’d been ready for this. Their guardian had told him they planned on being difficult in his presence, though he couldn’t for the life of him figure out why. He was just worried that if the girl in front of him was this bad, what would the young gentlemen be like?
“I hope you are able to make yourself comfortable while you wait for your friends to arrive. I know this all happened very suddenly. But it was very important that we got you here as quickly as possible. It was essential to the-“
“To the survival of the Royal Family and all of the beings on this planet, yadda yadda yadda. I know. I’ve been told that ten million times since I left. So would you please just get to the point?”
“I just wanted to welcome you here and let you know that you are free to roam around the palace almost any place you like. And I would appreciate it if you didn’t get distracted from your purposes here. That goes for your companions when they arrive in two weeks.”
Liz stared at him, dumbfounded. How dare he…
“ ‘Distracted.’ Are you insinuating that we won’t be able to focus enough to focus on the task at hand?” She cut him off again before he could answer. “Just because you happened to be born into the role of royalty does not mean you can talk down to us. So I’ll let you in on a little secret right now. We do what we want, when we want to, and we never, ever take orders. That goes for you and your spoiled-ass brats. And as for our focus, we know what we’re doing, and we do not get distracted. We are professionals, we do our job a hell of a lot better than anyone else in existence could, and if you ever again talk about us like we’re three-year-olds trying to tie our shoes for the first time, I can not even begin to describe what I’ll do.” She turned and started toward the door. He dared to speak to her again.
“As long nothing distracts you.”
She turned one last time. “We are professionals. Nothing ever distracts us from our jobs.” And before he could blink, the image of her in front of him faded to nothing. He let out a heavy sigh. If the rest were worse than her, there would be a problem.
[ edited 3 time(s), last at 21-May-2002 8:50:18 PM ]
|posted on 14-Dec-2001 5:29:04 PM by peppero8872|
|Note: Thanks so much for the wonderful feedback! I really appreciate it. Anyway, here it is. I hope you enjoy it.|
It was one of their favorite pastimes. You’d think, being royals, that they would eventually come up with something better to do with themselves. But they were still quite entertained by the game that they had played for years. They simply chose a corridor, walked down it casually, and tried to run into the people coming from the other way. They never did quite figure out why it was such a thrill. Maybe they needed something better to do with their time. Normally when they played, they just ran into anyone who came near them. But not today. Today they had a target.
Isabel had been traumatized by the girl moving into the palace. Not only had she showed no respect for the princess, but she had used foul language in front of her. Isabel had never heard foul language, except when they were studying the culture of the planet Earth. That was the only way she knew what the word the girl had spoken meant. And it was very disrespectful.
She didn’t know who Isabel was. That was the logical explanation. When she found out, she’d fall at her feet and beg for forgiveness. But, in the meantime, they could have a little fun with her. Of course, Isabel and Tess were ladies- they couldn’t play the game. So Max would do it for Isabel. She would simply stand there and watch gleefully.
They spotted her coming down an abandoned corridor with a pile of books and papers. Michael gave Max a shove, and he started down the hall. This was going to be way too easy.
He started toward her casually, and she didn’t even glance up. Not until he deliberately ran into her as hard as he could. Her books and papers went flying, and she tripped over his foot and fell on her face. Max stopped walking and the other royal children came forward, not one bothering to hide their laughter.
They didn’t even pay any attention to her as they laughed and congratulated Max. They figured she was collecting her books and crying or something. They realized she wasn’t when she shoved Max into the corridor wall.
“What the fuck is your problem!?” She was stronger than Max had taken her for, and held him pinned to the wall easily.
Max regained control of his stunned state and smiled sarcastically at her. “I didn’t see you there. Sorry.”
She let him go, taking a step back with a disbelieving expression on her face. “Oh. My. God.” She turned away from him and started to walk away with a hand on her head. Then she started to rant.
“Didn’t see me there? I don’t even know what to say to that. Are you that full of shit that you actually expect me to believe that? I mean, from a two-year-old, maybe. But you have to be at least seventeen! You’d think that you could come up with something better than that week-ass excuse before you even tried something like that. I should-“
“Excuse me,” broke in Tess, “but is this going somewhere? Or have you forgotten that we are the royal four?”
Liz glared at her. “No shit, Sherlock.”
“Then stop wasting our time and bow down to us,” Michael snapped at her.
Liz smirked at him. “I have just three words for you right now.”
“Yes, your Highnesses?” guessed Isabel.
Liz’s smirk widened as she shook her head. “Kiss my ass.”
And then her image faded right in front of them, leaving them staring shocked at the place she had just stood.
Liz was sitting in her room going over papers when the door was slammed open and an extremely pissed off Max stormed into it. He grabbed the papers from her hand and threw them across the room.
“Who do you think you are?” She didn’t reply, simply grabbed a binder with more papers in it and started to thumb through it. This only made Max more upset, and he grabbed the binder from her hands also. “I asked you a question, and I order you to answer it!”
Liz raised her eyes to him and he saw the amused smile on her face. “If you’re going to insist on giving me orders, then we should get something straight, right here, right now. I don’t take orders from anyone, especially over-indulged, spoiled-ass brats like you and the rest of your little posse out there. And if you think you can get revenge by going to Daddy and getting him to throw me out, think again. I am the one person in this hellhole at the moment, including you, that is not expendable, and he knows that. I’m not going anywhere.”
Max just stood there, wide-eyed. How dare she? She had turned from him and was picking up her papers from the floor. He got ready to speak, but she cut him off before he could start.
“Don’t make me kick you out of my room. I just might end up shoving you out the window.”
Not knowing what else to do, Max turned and walked silently out the door, slamming it behind him. Liz stared at it for a second before muttering “Ass,” and resuming picking up the papers.
The next two weeks passed fairly uneventfully. The four royals avoided Liz, whom they still didn’t know why she was here, and she was happy to leave them alone as long as they didn’t tick her off.
At the end of the second week, the royal children were very excited by the announcement of three special guests that would be arriving at the palace later that day. Liz, knowing who the surprise ‘guests’ were, watched them bustle around the palace eagerly. She was quite amused by the fact that once their guests arrived, the royals would be less than willing to let them stay.
Her good mood and amusement did not go unnoticed by Max and Michael, who decided to try to ruin it. So they had been pulling pranks on her all day, putting things in her food (which she didn’t eat), trying unsuccessfully to trip her in the halls, and so on. They had no luck until right before the guests arrived, when Michael ran into her with a cup he had filled with hot liquid and it covered her.
She turned to face him, drenched in the liquid, and backed him against a wall. She hadn’t touched him yet, and was about to grab his shirt and start yelling when she suddenly stopped, for no reason apparent to the boys. She seemed to be concentrating on something only she could hear. Then her eyes lit up, she smiled, and disappeared (the royals had learned that it was called fading- they were upset that none of them could figure out how to do it) quicker than usual.
Before they even had a chance to ask what was going on, a servant came and quickly escorted them to the throne room. They forgot about the Liz incident and became excited again about their guests.
That is, until they stepped into the throne room.
|posted on 20-Dec-2001 10:40:59 PM by peppero8872|
|Thanks again for all of the wonderful feedback. You guys are so great. I'll try to post more often, but I'm just so busy that I can barely write it fast enough to keep up. I should have more out soon.|
The royal four stopped dead in their tracks when they walked into the throne room. The only person there was Liz.
Isabel turned around to the servant who had brought them here. “Where are our guests, and what is this little… thing doing here?”
“Ouch,” Liz muttered from across the room. “That almost hurt.” Isabel turned around to glare at her. “Calm your ass down, you royal Bitchiness. They’re in a meeting with your father.”
“Very well.” Isabel sat down on her designated chair to wait for them. She spoke to Liz again. “Don’t you have someone else to be bugging right now?”
Liz rolled her eyes. “Whatever.” She faded out of the room. They were starting to get on her nerves, and she could see their ‘guests’ later.
Isabel smiled in satisfaction as Liz faded away. Now they could meet some guests who had the proper respect for the royals. The other girl was way out of line, but she had been right when she said the King wouldn’t do anything about it. Isabel just couldn’t for the life of her figure out why.
She was pulled from her thoughts when the door on the opposite side of the room was opened. She sat up straight, as did the rest of the royal children. Her father was out first, and they all stood, as was accustomed. He smiled and motioned for them to sit, then three people filed out behind him.
They were about the same age as the royals, but their manner and attitude was very unwelcoming. They seemed most unhappy to be here, dressed as normal peasants. Isabel thought that maybe they were of noble blood and didn’t like people to think otherwise. But she soon learned that wasn’t the case.
“My children,” the King spoke, “I would like to introduce to you Kyle, Alex, and Maria. They will be staying with us while attending to some… business with me.” He motioned for the three of them to step forward. “These are the Royal Children, Princess Isabel, Prince Max, Prince Michael, and Princess Tess.” He then waited for the three of them to bow, which they did.
Michael was pleasantly surprised. They weren’t even putting up a fight. This was a relief, when he first saw them he expected them to be like Liz. That thought alone made him shudder mentally.
He decided to take advantage of the situation, and walked up to the young girl the King had called Maria. She looked about his age, just like the two boys, and she refused to meet his eyes. Not noticing the door to the throne room opening and a person slipping in, he dumped out the rest of the liquid in the cup he still held, and then ordered her to clean it up. She didn’t move, so he gave the order again.
“You just don’t get it, do you?”
Michael and the rest of the royal children turned to see Liz standing by the door. The King had left for business after introducing them, so it was just the eight of them now. Michael spit out a question, furious at her for interrupting his fun. “What are you doing here?”
Liz didn’t answer, something they were accustomed to from her by now. She just walked over to the boy on Michael’s left, the one called Alex. When Michael got in her way, she simply muttered, “Do you mind?” and pushed him out of the way. She stopped when she was toe-to-toe with Alex, looked him over, and raised her eyebrows at him.
“I trust you gave them hell all the way here?”
He gave a short nod, and then a tiny grin. “Right up to the bitter end.”
Liz nodded back, then turned and started walking away. Just as Max was about to ask her what was going on, she turned around with a huge smile and flung herself at Alex.
“God, I missed you!” They were both talking excitedly, and Alex was hugging Liz and spinning her around. They were making a spectacle of themselves while the Royal Children stood watching and wondering what was going on.
As Alex set Liz down, she was attacked by Maria, who was ranting about her not getting the first hug. Liz hugged her back, then pushed her away so she could breath. Kyle then came forward and hugged her, just as excited as the rest of them that their entire group was back together.
Still the Royals stood there in shock. Just their luck, when someone new came to the palace that didn’t know all about their old tricks and games, they knew the one person in the entire kingdom that wouldn’t stand for it. They were all probably just like her.
They all visibly shuddered at that thought. It was clear then that they had to find out what these kids were doing here, and why the King refused to kick them out.
The royal four had finally given up on trying to get a word in with the three new residence of the palace. Liz had shown Maria, Kyle, and Alex to their quarters, and after they unpacked they gathered in Liz’s room to catch up. Alex and Kyle were hooking up her stereo system and computer, and Liz was catching the three of them up on how she had been acting around any kind of royalty.
She finished telling them about when Max had deliberately run into her the first time, and Maria was laughing so hard she was crying.
“No. I cannot believe that you did that! Laying your hands on the royalty. That’s extreme Liz- even for you.”
“Maria,” Liz started, hoping to convince her best friend of her point, “you have to be extreme to the limit with these brats. They’re seventeen, acting like spoiled little kids! Just give it a couple of days, and trust me you’ll want to do worse than I’ve been doing.” She paused for a moment. “And we will.”
“Liz-” Maria started, but she was cut off by a loud sound coming from the stereo speaker.
Liz used her powers by reflex to turn the volume down to a decent level, and then laughed at her friends. They had all simultaneously put their hands to their ears to block out the sound, forgetting how good her reflexes were.
Alex grinned sheepishly. “Sorry. I forgot to turn it down first.”
“That’s fine,” Liz replied. Then she took a deep breath, signaling that it was time to get serious. “We need to talk about something.”
“Oh, Liz,” Maria whined. “We just got here. Can’t we wait until next week?”
“I’ll take a half a second, I promise,” Liz told her. “This is just really important.”
Maria started to complain again, but Kyle cut her off. “She sounds serious, Maria. Let her speak.”
“Thank you, Kyle,” Liz said. Then she took a deep breath. “Alright, I know you guys were given the complete set of rules on the way here-”
“The complete set,” Alex broke in, and Liz grinned.
“Anyway, I added one rule. Don’t look at me like that, this is the most important rule in the book. Trust me, if you ever break it, I will personally kick your ass.” She gave each of them a look to show she was serious, the continued. “We all know why we’re here. To protect the Royal Children. You know the King’s number one rule. We are not to become involved with them on a level higher than friendship. We follow that rule. You know that. But it kind of goes in hand with my rule. We can never, ever let them know who we are. I’ve talked to the King about this, he agrees with me. Only six people in the palace should know why we’re here- the King, the Queen, and the four of us. That’s the way it has to be.”
“Okay, I’ll do it,” Kyle broke in, “but can I just ask why we have to keep it from them?”
“Well,” Liz began, “our job is to keep them safe. If they know who we are, there’s more chance of someone who shouldn’t know about it finding out. So it’s like a security thing. The whole ‘hiding in plain sight’ thing. We’re right here, but we’re hidden. Okay?”
The other three nodded in understanding. They didn’t entirely understand, but if Liz thought it was important enough to agree with an authority figure, then they trusted her judgment.
They spent the rest of the night playing catch-up and thinking of fun ways to bring down the high-and-mighty attitudes of the Royal Four.
|posted on 21-May-2002 8:49:34 PM by peppero8872|
|Okay, here's the deal.|
My computer was hit by lightening and I lost absolutely everything I had written for this fic. I came back to the board to find it when we got our new computer, and I couldn't find it. Now that I have it I can continue it if you guys want me to. Sorry about just ditching it and not saying anything, but thanks for bringing it back so I could find it. Just let me know if you want me to keep going, and I'll start working on a new part.