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The Death of Emperor Matthias

Budo, Capital of The Empire of The Iron Fish.
Monday 2nd May 2004
1200 Hours.

Emperor Matthias lies on a soft bed in the middle of a huge, elegant bedroom in the Imperial Palace, which lies at the heart of Budo.

He takes a long intake of breath. But he struggles to do so.

For so long Emperor Matthias has been ruler of The Iron Fish. 45 years now. Though since his father died and left the throne to him there had not been much imperialistic about The Iron Fish.

Matthias had ruled his people compassionately. Generally giving them freedoms that they had never known under his father.

But he was now getting on. And as he takes his final breaths he asks for his son to be brought before him.

An aide rushes off and returns quickly with Matthias the Second.

“My only son.”

“Father?”

“In moments you will finally take your seat in my throne, your rightful place. But I must ask but one thing of you…”

“Anything, father.”

“Lead the people as I have led them. Always show mercy. Never oppress them. They should always be allowed certain freedoms…”

“Father…”

“Do you promise me?”

“I…”

“Promise me, Matthias.”

“Father…you know…”

But then Emperor Matthias took his last breath and died.

The end of an era…

Then his son weeps by his bedside. His father is gone. But there is not much time for grief. He has an Empire to lead.

But he is upset. He could never promise his father to lead the people in the same way he did. Matthias was a pupil of Emperor Benson IV’s teachings. His grandfather always believed that the people had no place wanting freedom. The people are there to be ruled, not lead.

Then his father’s former aide steps forward.

“Emperor Matthias is dead. Long live Emperor Matthias II.”

Next: One Year On.

One Year On

Budo, Capital of The Empire of The Iron Fish
Imperial Palace
Monday 2nd May 2005
2130 Hrs.

Emperor Matthias II sits on his huge gold throne in the main hall of the Imperial Palace in Budo.

Various aides are about handing him food and drink and generally pampering him.

Just then the huge doors of the main hall swing open and another aid strides in.

“Emperor, the people are waiting for you at the foot of the balcony.”

Matthias sighs heavily.

“Can they not wait, Humphrey?”

“I’m afraid not sir. They are getting quite restless…”

“Fine…if I must.”

The Emperor gets up and slowly walks out of the doors of the main hall, into another huge room.

“Are the teams ready, Humphrey?”

“They are simply waiting for your command sir.”

“Good. Good. After today we won’t have anymore trouble with those wretched rebels.”

The Emperor walks out onto a balcony overlooking the centre of Budo. There is a huge crowd waiting there, and they all look up as he walks out.

The Emperors elegant robes sway in the wind as he raises his hands to silence them.

“People of The Iron Fish, I come before you today with good news. By the time I am finished here the rebel movement in Budo will have been quashed. You no longer have to live in fear as these terrorists explode bombs in your city centre. No longer will they be threatening me, your beloved and merciful Emperor.

I have given them every chance to lay down arms and surrender to my forces.

But alas they still protest and fight.

As we speak a specially trained unit is moving in on their current position…”

He turns to his aide…

“Give the order, Humphrey.”

“Yes, sir.”

He turns back to the crowd.

“I suggest you all now return to your homes. And live in fear no longer.”

Some 25 miles away a group of peaceful protestors…”rebels” are slaughtered by the most sadistic and violent unit in all of The Iron Fish.

The nation of Cosmopolita sends its condolences to the nation of The Iron Fist for the loss of a great Emperor, but Cosmopolita will not tolerate what The Iron Fist is doing to the innocent.

OOC:

The Iron FISH :)