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OOC: This is my first role-play with Amnerzani. To read what I have so far of the factbook - http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=415660.

IC:

The Amnerzanitean Emperor Samir Mus'ad Fraser and the Queen, Fadila Nura Fraser sat in their seats in the living room of the large Royal Boeing 747 has it flew through the Middle Eastern sky as they flew from Kabul to the Royal Capital of Tehran as they slightly smiled at one another as they hold their hands.

Queen Fadila spoke to her husband, "I cannot wait till we see our son, it is like he was just born. Now he is grown into a strong, smart young man like you."

"Do not worry, my love. We'll be home soon."

A member of the Royal Guard Detachment onboard the Royal Jetliner stormed into the living room, "Emperor. I have been sent to tell you, we will be flying over an area known for the enemy's of the state, the Communist Party."

The Emperor stood to his feet.

Meanwhile... on the ground

Victor Sayyid known to be the leader of the Communists insurgents within the area looked through high profile nightvision goggles as he zoomed up closer on the approaching aircraft, "The plan has royal markings."

Gawdat Hameed, second-in-command of the Communists insurgents nodded his head, "What shall we do? We have given a great opportunity that could bring the Communist Party in power of Amnerzanitean Empire!"

Sayyid nodded his head as he moved down the goggles in front of him, "Order the men to target their stingers at the approaching aircraft. Now!"

Within a few minutes the men that Hameed had ordered fired off their Soviet Stinger Missile Launchers at the incoming aircraft.

Meanwhile... in the air
The Air Captain of the Royal Airliner looked over at the radar readouts for a final check as he spotted many small dots approaching.

The Captain cleared his throat and went on the plane's comm system, "This is the Captain speaking. We have a situation.... a bad situati-"

A missile broke through the window of the cockpit as it exploded. The plane crashed into the Middle Eastern dessert as it exploded, killing the Emperor and Queen.

Emperor's Palace
Tehran RC (Royal Capital), Province of Persia, Amnerzanitean Empire

The Emperor's Chief of Staff Ruairidh Amin MacKenzie sat in the situation room as he took his Monarch's role while he had learnt of the sucessful assassination attempt on his life by the the Commander of the Royal Guard after being called on location to investigate why the Royal Airliner went missing.

A tear went down Chief of Staff MacKenzie's face as his sister, the Queen of the Empire was also onboard the aircraft, "Thank you for coming to me, Commander Abd-al-aziz Duncan. I'll speak with Prince As'ad Hakeem Rasul Muhammad right away."

Commander Duncan stood to his feet, "We need a new Monarch to lead us through this difficult time for the people. I know, As'ad Hakeem is a young man, but he is a man of the people like his father was. I am sure he'll lead an investigation into his parent's death, and those who are found guilty, will be strained of their blood on this Royal Capital!"

(OOC: Traitors, Enemy of the State are known to be drained of all of their blood for their punishment.)

Emperor's Palace
Tehran RC (Royal Capital), Province of Persia, Amnerzanitean Empire

Emperor's Chief of Staff Ruairidh Amin MacKenzie walked down the marble hallway in the Emperor's Residence as he knocked on the door of the Prince's bedroom.

As'ad Hakeem rolled in his bed covers as he tried to concentrate on sleeping, "I am busy trying to get sleep so I can perform my studies at one hundred percent!"

Ruairidh smiled as he chuckled at his nephew's humour, "It is Uncle Ruairidh. I have something quite disturbing to tell you."

As'ad rolled up out of his covers, "Is it another perverted dirty joke that you stumbled across on the internet? Can't you email me it so I can read it later?"

Ruairidh shook his head, "This is not a joking matter, Prince As'ad! Let me come into your room!"

As'ad quickly opened the door, "What.." He saw Ruairidh as his uncle started to cry, "What... is wrong, Uncle?"

Ruairidh frowned as he looked up to As'ad from bowing his head, "It is regarding your parents.."

As'ad began to get worried and started to panic, "What is wrong?"

"They... were killed last night when they were coming to Tehran from Kabul."

As'ad Hakeem turned away from his Uncle as he walked towards his bed as he took a few minutes while he swept his drying tears from his eyes, "They were killed? By whom? Have they been apprehended?"

"Yes they were killed, believed by a group of Communist insurgents. And they have not been apprehended. Not yet, or not that I am aware of."

As'ad Hakeem, "I want you to get these fuckers, and I want to drain their blood from their veins from myself, after I kill their parents or offsprey!"

Ruairidh nodded his head, "We will get our revenge, Emperor."

As'ad Hakeem, "I'd like to hold a memorial service held within the next three hours for my fallen parents, and right now a few minutes of time alone."

Ruairidh understood as he nodded his head, "Then we'll have to go to the political capital of Kabul, to have them know that you are now Emperor."

Prince's Apartment, Emperor's Residence, Emperor Palace, Tehran, Province of Persia, Amnerzanitean Empire

Prince As'ad Hakeem Rasul Muhammad Fraser patrolled his room as he was in mourning in the death of both of his parents, wandering what their last words there. He crossed his fingers and hoped that they investigation teams would come across a functional black box as he prepared his dress garment.

He knew that his grandfather over twenty years ago was assassinated by the Soviet Union's Komitet Gosudarstvenno Bezopasnost (KGB). It was rather upsetting that his father's fate was the same of his grandfathers, and hopefully the curse would not continue with him.

He was going to do what his grandfather nor his father had ever accomplished, to eradicate the Communist Terrorists who murdered his father in cold blood. He formed both of his hands in fist with rage as he hit the wall in front of him as he moaned and groaned in sorrow and anger.

His uncle had returned after two hours to prepare the Memorial Service for his father and mother, knocking on the door.

As'ad looked at the wall as he shouted at in direction of the door, "Come in."

"The preparation of your parent's memorial service has been completed as order, Emperor. You may come when you are ready. We'll start when you are ready. You are the newest Emperor."

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