SAGA (The Sword Princess)

Morning, 5 am at Hotel Virgo’s room She is looking at the mirror in her bathroom when she suddenly hear a loud voice calling her name outside her room. Isabella quickly go for her gun, which she had placed in her pillowcase. A 45 caliber gun is resting waiting for its owner to claim its power once again. Now, she is anxiously waiting for the person to barge in her room, no matter how many times she tried to calm herself she can’t find way to do so, in every cells in her body is itching to kill the son of the b***h from disturbing her bath. Come on, go for it! I might not prolong your painful death if you will walked in confidently. What an absurd thing to do in the morning, she thought. She never wanted to kill as early as possible but if someone disturbed her bath, never mind to kill one. The bell ring outside of her door, sweats and the unfinished bath are joining in combat from stressing her too much. Her bath towel is dripping too much of these, doesn’t even helping her in a very least. Few knocks were made her crawl to the corner of her room, the part which is very helpful in her plan. I know I’m putting myself in a very hard situation. Father, help me this time this is very important for me. The day has arrived where her worries will change in an instant where the deepest secrets will be revealed. A while ago her mother called her from the country where she is supposed to be the leader of the people who treasures their legacy and their blood line. The people who wants her to rule them and the people who wants her dead. It is kind of scary but in her case nothing is scarier than to live a life not her own. Gunshots are heard before her, she carelessly open the door revealing the man of her dreams. Ethan, the son of the head master of their rival clan, the Arrow Clan. This is such a surprise to her, the better plan has already been set by her faith. ”Ethan, what are you doing here?” Isabella was flustered to see him, the worst is her attire now can be misleading. Ethan, on the other hand has made his way to her room, in which she could never think of a way to disown her feelings by the sudden intrusion of the man. His eyes are scanning the every corner of the room, putting Isabella in a very dangerous situation. What if he was told to abduct her and bring her in a deserted island, where there is only the two of them? This kind of thought is flying inside of her immature mind. ”Your eyes are telling me that your mind is full of fantasies with me and you being heated with the situation, I doubt it will happen anytime sooner, princess,” he said seductively. He put his hands on her waist and pull Isabella to him, closing the gap between them, leaving Isabella gapes to Ethan. She gasped and muttered, “Oh goodness! Don’t make me fall for you even more, and mind your manners, Ethan. I’m still the future leader of the Sword Clan. Respect my blood running through my veins, or just don’t let me kill you. “She then put her hands to her manly hands caressing him gently, earning a big laugh from him. “Allow me, princess. You are making me more aggressive when you’re caressing me.” Ethan then kiss her collar bone, and his hands are touching the two peaks that is clearly visible in his sight. Her towel is slowly dropping from her wet skin, water dripping from her hair and the bubbles from it is making the man be more aggressive. It only took her some touches and kisses to let out a moan or two. Their bodies are getting hotter by the touches, kisses and moans from each other. ”Make me yours, or I will make you mine. Oh, damn it, your kisses are not enough while your touches is full of hesitations. Don’t you love me?” She asked him. As she asked this to Ethan, his eyes turned to somewhat evil. He has this kind of look who looks down to people who is far from his level. “NO! We both know this is just a part of the plan of our clans, and their biggest mistakes was to make you a part of it,” he blurted out. With one strike of her dagger in her mouth, Ethan’s left ear was on the floor in a blink of an eye. With a murderous glare in her eyes, the man has shaken his soul to hell. “Do you actually think, I am not aware of your hideous plans to ruin my clan? No one can make me fall on my knees, no one!” With that, she started to chant the incantation of her clan. The sword clan is very famous not only for their sword skills but also to their words that lies a power that no one in the other four clans have. To bring such power only intensifies the fight among the four clans, and the sole fight of Isabella to her throne to become the Greatest Master in SAGA. They were trying to put the blame on her, like the one they did to her father. But they will never win the fight, this time the sword clan has her. She might appear fragile and easy going lady who always take advantages to her people, but it was never her intentions to be like that, it is for the people she treasures so much. In a corner of her room alongside the window, a girl is standing wearing a white ninja attire, with a red sash on her waist. “My Lady, the committee wants your presence at the Sword Clan guest house, near the building you are staying. If I suggest, the moment you leave here dispatch his body where traces of him can’t connect to your whereabouts,” the girl said. Lying in front of them was the lifeless body of the son of the head master of the Arrow Clan. His eyes are like the eyes of a man who saw his own death, claiming by a devil. This is not the first time it happened, but the more it does it feels like ordinary. “I’m afraid I can’t, Mia. I still have some business to deal with, and as long as I’m committed with it, there’s no turning back.” The woman stared to her eyes, looking at her with full of respect and admiration. She took a blue pill from her sash, a pill which can help her to make stand for her rights. A sly smile escaped from Isabella’s lips. “I never thought you are capable of this, you, sorcerer turned into a sci-freaking badass b***h,” she exclaimed. “My sincere apology to you, my lady. But I was asked to do anything, just to make you attend the meeting. This will be something that can decide the perfect future you are seeking,” she explained. “I doubt it. Everything is a lie, no one can help me attain what’s rightful for me, other than myself. If you want still to make progress with science, I do hope you will forgive me from cutting your hand.” Her left hand is already on the floor, blood splatters everywhere, as if her hand has many holes for her blood to splatter in every direction. Her screams has no sound at all, her eyes only see the color red liquid filling the brown floor, having its new color painted. Who dares to act higher than her? She knows not everyone is on her side, believe it or not they all want her dead for all she cares. “My lady, this pill is not the one you used to have. This is the curser pill, I’m the one who will take it, yes. But this is for the curse for me from being rude to you and taking you against your will,” she announced. “Why would you do that? Oh Mia! I’m so sorry, I never had the slightest intentions… to believe your lies b***h!” Her eyes seem what evil, her lips forming an evil smirk. Mia laughed as she saw Isabella smirked. “Those monsters are so naïve, my lady. They never know what kind of a devil you are. I thought you are the same young fragile princess who always look pathetic and scaredy cat. But I was wrong, even you are half you still have the capabilities to be a grand master.” “Well, I must say for a half I’m way more rightful to the throne, guess the oldies never mentioned it, me being the very first half to overthrow the useless congress of yours. Anyway, I still have the royal blood flowing in my veins, though half of it comes from a royal blood too, but from the other clan, the clan of my mom. The adversary of the sword clan, the gun clan,” she revealed. Leaving the assassin’s mouth wide open. For a moment, she could think of alerting the other assassins in the area, she could not handle alone the sword princess. But she is more worried about the truth of the sole heir of their clan. Mia walked to her, not minding the blood still flowing from her left hand. “No! This is not true, how can the elders don’t know about this? This must be a lie, you are out of your mind, my Lady. Having the blood running in your veins other than the sword clan is evil. You tainted the sacred oath of the four clans by keeping this secret,” she said hysterically. “Hahaha. If me, being born with different blood as yours is evil, then I will gladly claim it, b***h! You, all know I am half because I don’t have the same attributes you have, but you don’t even know it is from our adversary. Die b***h on your own, before I make your life more miserable.” She then hold her straight by grabbing her hair upwards, eventually leading her to be lifted in the air. Mia is struggling, she kicked Isabella several times, but no luck in her side for Isabella easily dodges those. She is quick though she has her by the hand. And by the time she rested from kicking her, Isabella summon a black shadow coming from the back of Mia. “Be seen the shadow within this woman, show in your real form!” she commanded. The room is being filled by the darkness of the shadow, along with it is the tremendous aura of a devil. Mia’s eyes are now lifeless, she’s dead. The moment the shadow get out from her body she becomes dry and was turned into a fine dust. Isabella dusted her hand eventually leading into small claps turning into a bigger ones. She’s laughing as if she had caught the one who’s behind the murder of the famous politician in the human world. “Eh? This is not interesting anymore, grandpa,” she said sounded too sad as she perched her lip. The shadow is a six feet tall with broad body emitting an aura of a strong person. “I thought you are in a mission, darling. Your mom sounded too worried in the phone and I can’t just sit still, can I? Let’s make this clearer, you are going back in SAGA in five days, no three days is enough for you. As I’ve seen you got stronger by staying in this filthy side of the world of these pathetic humans.” She then waived her hand in the air where fine golden dust appeared along with the gesture, and a little fairy appeared in their sights. It was too tiny that it will not be longer than three centimeters. Her golden curly hair makes the golden dust glitters more. The little fairy yawns at her sudden appearance as she stretches her small hands. That made Isabella snapped. “Nice! What a nice behavior you got there, little friend,” she mumbled. “Oh! Excuse my bad manners, I was in the middle of my sleep when you summoned me, my lady. I was just a little bit annoyed since the last time you summoned me was really…not a good timing.” The little fairy laughed half-heartedly as she tried not to strangle to death the fairy. “Well, there’s no harm there. It was purely an accident, why would I summoned you when I was having fun with my boyfriend.” “Boyfriend? Don’t lie! I clearly saw with my own eyes, there’s more than one man in your bed…n-aked,” she blurted out. She laughed hysterically with her voice filling the whole hotel room she stays. Her face is burning hot with the thoughts of her men in life. “Enough! BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP!” The shadow man yelled at them. “Jezz. We are not deaf head master! Oh let me clear that, former head master!” The little fairy said. Now both of them got a little sitauation to cover up, if that is the right word for that. "To tell you frankly, this is not what I want. I was just trying to protect myself from too much of exposure to my dead boyfriend, right here," Isabella explained to them. But the two is so busy with their investigation. One of them is using a magnifying glass, though it would be better to drop it for it was never designed to be used by a shadow. ( I, on the other hand will sleep.) Here comes the messenger coming from the congress of her clan- The Swifties. Isabella caught the white eagle's beak and shove it right through her breast. The bird cried with pain until it get silent and someone came out from her breast. "My head got stuck in your breasts, you perverted woman! How could you do that to your uncle? What will the elders say when they see us in that situation? To think I haven't found the right one for me, but my own neice keep on showing me dirty things that it keeps me thinking if I could just forget that I'm your father's best friend!" "Oh, I haven't thought about it in anyway like that, Uncle Arthur! It seems your way of thinking is much more dirty than your beard. It won't take a second if I can just woosh it with my sword, what do you think? That's a better idea, mind you any beautiful lady in our clan would be head over heels with you!" That earn her a big applause from the two. Making Arthur snapped and draw his sword, escalibur to them. "Don't worry, they mean no harm. They are friends of mine," she told him. "And if it's okay, drop your escalibur. Blood is already spilling and I can't just let you pour another one. It wouldn't be too good for the congress." Arthur obey her and within a second the mighty sword vanish. She points the mail bag attached to his waist. He was surprised when he realized what's the real deal why he was summoned to send a message to their naughty princess. It will not be as big as the commotion she had started two weeks ago, she was caught in the act of spying to the Gun Clan. That was what he had on his mind before it caught his attention the dead body lying on the floor and along with it is a massive blood. It is a mixed blood of a member of their clan and a member of the other clan. He cleared his throat and touch his nape. He is having an expression of being pissed with another excruciating situation he is bound to take over. But Isabella grab the situation as fast as the lightning bolt, as always. He has this premonition that everything will happen according to her. To her game plan. Isabella is so ambitious not to mention she is impatient. The responsiblities of her, as a princess of their clan is not her priority but just something that holds her not to wreck havoc. Arthur gets something from the mail bag and it looks scary just by looking the red seal of the Elders. But it just made Isabella laugh so loudly that everyone in the room looked at her in disbelief. They have the same thing in mind. "If she is to be the next grand master of SAGA, everyone will surely get to taste hell."