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[~echo~]

Dallas was feeling regret... they couldn't be together. She was getting married and he was obligated to kill her fiancé. He broke away. "Ayla... We can't be together. But you need to protect yourself. Watch your back. Is there any way you can get rid of your tracker and plant it on somebody else?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" But... I'll try... It's just that.." She stares down at her hands," I love you... And I'm scared... I'm sorry..."

[~echo~]

He felt ashamed now. "I'm sorry. Don't be afraid. I'll do everything I can to protect you. I leave tomorrow night to head back to headquarters."

[CrimsonMoon]

She kisses his cheek,"... Just come back to me, i beg of you," she murmurs

[~echo~]

Dallas blinked and hung his head. "I don't know if I can... Just try to locate and get rid of your tracker. Then maybe I can come back and get you... maybe you can come live with us..."

[CrimsonMoon]

" I'm sorry... I should've ran away with you when I ha the chance..." She mumbles and kisses his cheek again...

[~echo~]

"I still would have gotten in trouble. The only thing in our way is the tracker," he murmured. He kissed her nose. "I... I should go."

[CrimsonMoon]

" I'll find it, I promise..." She whispers

[~echo~]

He hesitated and kissed her quickly again before scurrying off towards his bedroom.

[CrimsonMoon]

Ayla watches him leave, sitting on a stone bench and huggin her knees to her chest

[~echo~]

(Timeskip?)

[~echo~]

Bump

[~echo~]

Bump

[CrimsonMoon]

(Yup, sorry, camp xD)

[~echo~]

(No worries. What do you want to do?)

[~echo~]

Bump

[CrimsonMoon]

The war had excelled, become more violent, the Reich had nearly destroyed all the rebellion bases with nuclear bombs, North America was now unhospitable, South America was on the brink of utter destruction. The war was coming to an end with the Reich as the crowned Victor...

But the King was dying, only a few knew of his sickness and today... And now the Parenthe famiy as well as friends. Ayla sat on the bed, holding the King's hand in her's," Sir... Sir can you hear me?" She breathes

"... Elizibeth?" The old man rasps, staring blindly at the ceiling

"... Ye-yes, my love," she murmurs, pushing her platnim blonde hair from her face,"... I-I've come to help you fall asleep," she whispers, you promised to come to my wedding, she thinks

[~echo~]

David, now married to Ayla and finished with his training to become king, stood in a dark corner of the room, observing with an indifferent look on his face. He knew that this was his destiny now, to become the king and wipe out the resistance. The rebels will be exterminated, he thought darkly, gazing at Ayla. She was the one shining light in all this mess, a lantern in a dark forest when he lost his way. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.

It would all be over soon.

[CrimsonMoon]

The King's clouded eyes tear up slightly and his breathing becomes more ragged," You look just like you did all those years ago..."

" You'll look like this too, just close your eyes and sleep, my King, just close your eyes," she whispers, squeezing the old man's hand as he finally slipped away from the world.

She looks at David with teary eyes but forces a smile,"... Long live the King," she whispers

" Long live the King," the others in the room murmurs, some broken sobs here and there

[~echo~]

The weight of his responsibility finally crashed down on David, threatening to buckle his knees and forced him to the ground. He uncrossed his arms and dipped his head at the old, frail body of his mentor. His jaw clenched as he made his way to the balcony overlooking the courtyard below. A few people milled about and he gazed at them, his eyes narrowed in concentration. What would his course of action be to exterminate the Inferiors? His hand rested on the hilt of his sword before turning to face his wife.

"I accept my new role as King of the Fourth Reich and humbly ask you, my people, to assist me as I see fit," he said, his voice hard. He looked at Ayla. "And you, my love. You will be my queen. Someone arrange the coronations immediately!"