"The Queen of England?" My mind spoke
Suddenly, after the voice was cleared, a dozen tall and intimidating women entered inside and surrounded the Queen of England, facing againts me.
They must be the Queen's bodyguards because they all wore the same distinctive clothes. Black aviators, suit and ties for women, thick black bulletproof vests, and they all carried their own weapons strapped on each of their sides as if they were ready for a war.
Silence ensued all around us, but surprisingly, the Queen was smiling like me as if I had made her day.
I smiled back at her and said,
"I don't care if you're the Queen of England, America, or any other country, lady...." I said it with a dismissive tone.
"I just want to know why the hell I'm here and all tied up againts my will?"
Suddenly, in a swift move, all of her bodyguards pulled their guns and pointed them at me..
"Disrespect the Queen more and we shall rain you with bullets!" All the bodyguards yelled in unison.
I softly chuckled
"No, you won't.."
The bodyguards tightened their grips on their handgun
"Because if you rain me, then your Queen won't get what she wanted." I said it with confidence but a bit uninterested tone
"She'd have to go this far if she wants something from me, right?" I confidently added
The Queen suddenly chuckled like a child
"I like this man. He's handsome, smart, bold and fearless." she said with so much elegance, purity and angelic in her voice.
"But, Queen Charlotte-"
One bodyguard protested.
"Enough!"
But Queen Charlotte dismissed her protest with such authority
"Yes, my Queen!"
The bodyguard submitted
Queen Charlotte slowly approached me with elegance and the scent of her perfume found it's way into my nose..
So intoxicating, addicting and hypnotizing...
"This lady would like to know your name..." She softly asked
I sighed softly
"Ray Shigeyoshi." I answered
"And this lady-"
Charlotte swiftly interrupted me
"Ray..."
"Would you like to be a Queensman?" She gracefully asked me with a bright smile on her face
I raised my one eyebrow
"Queensman?" I asked back, curious
So, A Queensman is what I am. A bodyguard for the Queen by day and a merciless, unpredictable with precise strikes assassin for the Queen by night.
For five years, they trained me with extreme methods in a extreme environment, shaping me, molding me into a ruthless killing machine, a living embodiment of the grim reaper. I was extremely trained to handle melee weapons like swords, axes, spears. Ranged weapons like guns, bow and arrows, crossbows, daggers...
The Queen herself let me collaborate with British Special Forces, the Royal Marines, the Royal Navy, local police forces, to hone my basic and advanced skills of survival like swimming, first aid, building shelters, predator awareness, planning and preparedness, navigation and movement overland, hunting and trapping, physical fitness and mental toughness and mastering my five senses...
I also went through many steps of learning and mastering the human psychology. At first, it was hard, but as soon as I got to know it, the more I realized that we, humans, are just like ants. We are workers just like them, and we work for the survival of not noly our own but also the ones we choose to benefit from it, the ones we choose to worship and obey. The ants die for their Queen Ant, and we humans die for our goverment, the ones we choose to worship and obey.
That's why in my free time, I hunt those government officials who are corrupted, the ones likely to take advantage of the weak, the ones likely to rob the poor. Not only the corrupt goverment officials, but also the police officers, judges, prime ministers, presidents, businessmen, criminals. Criminals that find pleasure and happiness in killing, raping, manslaughter, human trafficking, sex trafficking are the real joy. That's why I also find happiness when mercilessly killing them, not because it's in my nature, but because they think they're invincible, but they don't know what's coming for them, and I give them pain tenfold that they inflicted upon their victims.
Every day, crimes don't fade in every country, especially in my home country, Japan. Japan has infamous serial killers, a history of violent gang wars, the Yakuzas, the seemingly rising of corrupt government officials, the roaming of many rapists targeting young innocent girls at night, the blackmailers and scammers targeting the desperate and naive and slow rejection and distrust towards the police forces of Japan due to their incompetence and the many failures of apprehending common criminals.
Since five years have passed, my father in Tokyo probably would like to know how am I doing with my own life, and I will answer him proudly that I serve the Queen Charlotte of England herself.