[Buckingham Palace]
Leon Kamryn Riley and Sultan made their way along the crowd of citizens waiting to meet their monarchs. Leon wore a black tuxedo with a satin lapel with a black bow tie and, black dress pants, followed by black dress shoes. Sultan wore a blue suit with a blue tie, he wore dark blue dress pants with brown dress shoes. Kamryn wore a stunning dark red ball gown and wore polished bright cherry red heels. Riley wore a tight navy blue dress and wore black heels.
"I didn't realize how many people cared about a chance to meet a monarch," Leon noted. "Now if it was a meet for Donald Trump this would operate a lot more differently," Sultan responded with a slight shrug.
The four made their way to the gate where they were greeted by an English man, his complexion was so fair and he had an aura of masculinity. The man was 6'3 making the group look like midgets to him. He had strong muscles that Kamryn and Riley seemed to be focused on.
"Tickets." He said. They cast their tickets as he let them in. Sultan noticed Kamryn and Riley looking back at the man's behinds. "Gawd damn!!" Kamryn exclaimed. Now that's an ass right there." Riley said. Leon and Sultan looked at each other and just walked towards the palace. The inside was filled with long halls left and right and they were greeted by maids and royal guards at each side.
The royal guards stood as still as mannequins barely even making the slightest movement. Leon and Kamryn took note of this. One soldier, in particular, struck the Kamryn, his face looked a little pale and his eyes were covered by his long bearskin hat. The group made their way to the dining hall, where they found a gold dining table the same length as a bus.
The group made their way to the ballroom roughly half the size of an American football field. Inside the ballroom, tables were arranged neatly as if it were a huge restaurant. The group had never been in such a spacious environment before so they watched with pure awe. Inside the ballroom were about 300 people already seated wearing the finest of clothing.
The 4 found a table at the center of the ballroom. "Everyone here is dressed so elegant, not a single soul here looks the most tin bit rachet," Sultan remarked.
"It makes sense that's the case I mean think about it the tickets cost about what? 100K Euros." Kamryn replied. "Wait so you're saying people paid 100k for this?" Sultan reaffirmed. Kamryn nodded and looked back. Sultan then shifted his eyes over to a table with a family of 8. He turned around and looked at Kamryn. He then pointed at them with his thumb. That family is right there the richest people on this planet. "We shouldn't judge a book by its cover," Kamryn responded. Before looking up
A man who appeared to be in his 60s came to the stage at the front of the ballroom. He picked his mic on as he told everyone the schedules for the event. "Good evening everyone, looks like we got quite the audience innit, well mind me I wouldn't want to bore all of you with my fancy accent, so I'll skip introductions and get to the point, today as we all know is the first ever time our proud rulers humbly invited us to their homes to greet them. "So we should take this opportunity and reminisce about the fact we just all made history. Speaking of history let's talk about our past monarchs."
[1 hour later]
The man is still on the stage talking about the history of the monarchs].
"This guy talks way too damn much," Sultan says before getting shushed by Riley. "This is so stupid why did we even come here again, I wanna go home," Kamryn says banging her head on the table. "I thought this would be fun I didn't expect we'd get lectured like history class. "At least we know a bit about English history now," Riley said trying to liven the mood. Kamryn looked at her and then looked behind her. She looked in the direction of the royal guards
She squinted her eyes as she saw a familiar face, she recalled the royal guard that looked pale on her way in, she noticed something about him that the other guards didn't seem to catch, he was in different clothing. And was in the same wear as the waiters, he made way towards a table behind Kamryn, as her eyes gaped wide open. She had caught glimpse of a square machine strapped on the man's chest, with a beeping sound, she also caught a glimpse of the number 0:30.
She turned around to her group and Screamed. "EVERYBODY RUUUUUUN!!!! SOMEONE HAS A BOMB!!!!!." she exclaimed.
The ballroom was filled with panic and terror as everyone bumped into each other trying to make their way to the exit which caused Immense chaos. One of the children from the previous family had fallen and had a hard time getting up. Sultan saw her and rushed to her aid pushing and shoving people out of the way. The pale man's clothing began burning off from his body as the clock read
0:3
0:2
0:1
As if the light had flashed before everyone's eyes
A massive explosion occurred,
Just before Sultan could reach the child the explosion propelled him through the ceiling. a quarter of Buckingham palace had collapsed killing 42 people, adding to the 100 that died from the prior explosion. Some had already made it out. Sultan fell back down from the ceiling and landed with a heavy thud on the ground. He looked around and saw the ballroom turned into a hellish scape filled with Flames, burnt corpses, and skeletons. He turned to the left and saw the burnt corpse of the girl he tried to save.
A mighty amount of sorrow filled him. He looked in the direction of the blast, seeing the pale man still alive. His body was unharmed from the explosion and his skin turned healthy. His clothes had come off but his pants were still intact this revealed his fit body. He cracked his neck and turned around to face Sultan. "Seems like I missed one," He said surprised. "I won't miss it again." He said he leaped from his position and jumped on the ground with force. Sultan rolled to his right to dodge the impact.
Without giving Sultan a moment to breathe, the man immediately stomped on the floor multiple times, which sultan kept rolling. The man stopped and looked at the dark-skinned boy in front of him. "What's your name boy?" The man asked.
"I'll only answer this question if you return the favor." Sultan negotiated. "Very well." The man responded. "My name is Sultan." He said to the man. "Ahh, Sultan such a fine name wasted on a boy such as yourself. The way you speak…err… your accent. you're not from here." The man noticed. "My life is complicated, and enough speaking my turn now, why did you do this? Kill innocent people for what reason could you possibly have done this? Sultan asked."
The man chuckled, "I would tell you why I did this, but you're just a boy, you would never understand." The man tried to walk away. Sultan grabbed a piece of large rubble and threw it in front of the man, "DONT WALK AWAY YOU DAMN MONSTER!!!." he exclaimed. "Fine you want a damn answer that bad, I have no hate for them the only reason I came here was to kill her highness herself." He answered walking aggressively towards Sultan. "If your beef was with the queen why didn't you just go to her room and kill her instead," Sultan responded.
The man looked down and smiled. "My original plan was to wait for her appearance then pull the trigger, and all was going well until your friend blew my cover, but you know what it's alright I can still kill the queen she's still somewhere here She couldn't have gone far." He explained. "So what you're telling me is even if your plan didn't fail innocent lives would still have been lost? What do these dead people even mean to you…HUH…TELL ME !!??" Sultan questioned the man, with frustration in his eyes.
The man thought about it for a second, "Well I guess to me.." he stops. "I guess they are just collateral damage." The man finished with a smirk on his face. He walked away from the scene thinking he had broken the boy. Sultan looked down in our disbelief. He couldn't fathom what he just heard. "kid, but the way stay put still while I end the queen ill murder you and your friends later." He said almost at the exit.
As if a burst of energy suddenly entered Sultan he leaped carrying a pole and aiming at the man's head. The man was quick to dodge and kick Sultan's side. Sultan skids a few feet, before regaining composure. The man looked at Sultan and saw the red in his eyes. His body grew hairy and his teeth longer, Sultan had been enraged at the man's words and couldn't help, but burst out. "Ooo maybe I was wrong about you," The man said letting out a chuckle and a huge grin.
"NOW THIS, THIS RIGHT HERE IS WHAT I CAN CALL A SULTAN, FIGHT ME BOY SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT!!" He shouted.
To be continued…