Dark Reign of Ixidrenn
strangetowner:
My computer was down for 2 weeks and I finally got a new one. While I was waiting in 2 weeks to play the sims I came up with a story.
This story was posted at the Sims 2 Community forums (http://forums.sims2community.com/story.php?t=45596) and it is still. But I wanted you here to read it too!
Are you curious? Then read!
Once upon a time there was a land called Ixidrenn. It was the homeland of Jumbok The Great and many other ruthless, famous rulers. Now in modern times after many years of industrialisation, modernization and socialization powerful ruthless rulers seemed to be coming back......
Just remember that this story is taking place 1500 years after Jumbok.
Right now it's taking place in Rithonia Bay in a small, attractive place called Hyljagarn not far from Ixidrenn's capital Solanthy.
Please review!
strangetowner:
The Dark Castle
Darkness flew over the Dark Castle and more and more darkness was floating around in the skies, on the streets and in the courtrooms of Ixidrenn.
The Dark Castle stood there so mighty as a sign of power and darkness. When people looked up at the castle they lost all hope. Even if the dark reign had only existed for five years they didn’t see any way out of it.
It was all dark.
Right now a small room on the top of the castle was occupied. Cassandra was sitting in a luxorious sofa reading something while Eric was looking for something in the bookshelf.
“Here it is!”, he said and headed towards the sofa.
"The Chronicles of Jumbok! The first chapter is just a biography while there are a lot of good ruling methods in the other chapters. Who said that inspiration came from nowhere?”.
“But Jumbok must have taken his inspiration from somewhere”, Cassandra said and looked admiringly at her husband.
“People say that Jumbok was clever. He knew about 500 ways of killing people and he was the best sword fighter ever”, Eric said quietly.
“But we certainly don’t need swords today”, Cassandra said.
Jumbok could have been a good fighter and a good killer but why did Eric want to read a so old, useless book? It was like a fairy tale. Jumbok had been alive more than 1000 years ago but his ruling techniques were more than useless today. People didn’t need horses, swords and battles to win and be a winner today.
“I want to be like him!”, Eric said and his eyes shone with a lustful desire of power.
“Stinky?”, Cassandra asked and laughed loudly. “Jumbok was known as the stinky ruler!”.
“Ohhhhh! Don’t you understand, Cassandra? I want to be ever powerful like Jumbok. He is my image. I want us two to be remembered as the most powerful couple in the history. I want all the same as you want”, he said and he was looking into Cassandra’s very green eyes.
“I don’t have an image”, Cassandra said and walked towards the door. “I’ll check how it’s going with our dear prisoners”.
Upcoming chapter: The prisoners
strangetowner:
The Prisoners:
Mír felt like she was going to die soon. Her twin brother Lír was sitting there in a boring, old chair waiting for the food to come down. Mr Platinius should have been there now. He used to arrive twice a day and he had come with the food early this morning. When Mír and Lír didn’t have a clock inside their cell they didn’t know what the time was. Mír guessed it was not long until midnight.
Lír looked frustrated as he stood there. He had not seen sunlight in one week and he had not eaten in what he guessed were many hours. He and his sister had dared to rebel against the Dark Regime. He should have listened to his mother. He should not have come with his restless sister on this rebellion.
They should never have rebelled outside the Dark Castle. They should never have thrown eggs on the castle walls and the windows and they should never even have thought of making a rebellion.
“Cassandra and Eric are dangerous people”, his mum had told them.
Lír was angry. He should never have done all that stuff. If it wasn’t for his sister he would at least have been with his school girlfriend, Ethelinda.
He poked his sister angrily.
“Lír, what are you???”, she said, confused and scared at once.
“BECAUSE OF YOU I’M HERE!”, he shouted.
“I hate it. I would have eaten mum’s burgers if it wasn’t for you”.
“Quiet”, a sharp voice said and the twins turned around immediately
Mír was frightened when she looked at the young woman with intense green eyes. She had never met this woman at facial level before but she knew immediately that it was Cassandra. Cassandra looked exactly like what she had looked like in all of the newspapers.
“Here is your food, kids!”, Cassandra said in a dangerous voice and put the plate with toaster pastries on the floor.
“Toaster pastries?”, Lír asked like he was going to go mad. When his sister heard the word "toaster pastries" she was starting to show signs of starvation and she was rubbing her stomach like it was hurting a lot because of the missing food. Lír looked like he was expecting something bigger and more delicious. The butler Platinius had given him a big plate of pasta yesterday......
Cassandra had never shown herself personally in front of them before and Lír wondered why she would bother to personally give them the food.
What if he and his sister were being poisoned?, he thought and he was really scared of the thought. But why couldn't she have sent Platinius to poison them? A butler should follow orders and nobody dared to turn their back to Cassandra anyway.
Maybe Cassandra just came directly to them to scare them.....
Mr Platinius wasn't scary at all and he could often smile heartilly and come with the best food ever.....
“Be glad that we give you food here, child”, Cassandra said and laughed maliciously. “We can kill you whenever we want to and I’m so sad your friends ran away. They should have been stuffed in this cell with you!”.
Lír couldn't resist her very green eyes which were like emeralds but he realized that they were cold as ice.
Eric was gazing at the night sky in his telescope. It was so relaxing and fascinating. Eric had been the best astronomy student in his class and the stars had always followed him in his life. He had studied astronomy at the University of Solanthy and he had later met his special star.
He had worked in the observatory of Solanthy for one year but he didn’t really need to work now when people worked for him….
Next chapter: Clark Zetti
strangetowner:
Clark Zetti:
“What is it, Platinius?”, Eric said angrily and pointed at the scared butler. "Can't you let us eat breakfast in peace?".
“I’m sorry to interrupt you, your highnesses, but Mr Clark Zetti wants to talk to you”, Alderian Platinius said and excused himself.
“I’ll ask him to wait until you’re finished with your breakfast”.
Mr Platinius was a perfect butler. He always followed orders and sometimes it seemed like he liked to be bossed around.
“What does he want?”, Cassandra asked, looking frightened.
She thought it was a silly thing to be frightened because of that pig but she certainly did not want to see his victory again. Clark Zetti was just as interested in power, money and victory as her and Eric but unlike them Clark was really dumb, naïve and even pervert at times. There were so many words which could describe his personality.
Clark had been Prime Minister because his family was rich, not because he was something special. He did not deserve his power and he had shown himself as a rather dumb, helpless idiot who was being made fun of in every corner of the Sim World.
"Don't worry", Eric's said in a very light, comforting voice which most people had never heard.
Cassandra could feel his fingers on her hand flat and her heart beated very fast.
“Have no fear. I see you are frightened”, Eric said calmly. “He will never take away our power. He cannot. We’ve got Aya”.
Some minutes later Cassandra and Eric went outside to talk to Clark. They would never let him into their house. He was very angry in them and he hadn’t hidden it. Maybe they would finish him off if it wasn’t for his moron family…..
“Cassandra and Eric!”, Clark Zetti said with an evil fake smile. “I’m so glad to see you and especially you Cassandra!”, he smirked and looked longingly up at her very green eyes.
It was a known fact that Clark Zetti was a womanizer and that he personally looked upon women as nothing more than dolls.
Maybe it wasn't really like that but it was what people were told.
Bloody rich, spoiled pig....., Cassandra thought. I will kill him..........
“Get your filthy, pervert eyes away from my wife!”, Eric said dangerously and it was like his eyes were shooting out arrows towards Clark.
“Do you wish your position as a prime minister back? We’re ruling now and there’s no way you’ll have it back”.
“My family is powerful”, Clark said maliciously.
Eric had heard that one many times.
My family is powerful..... My family is powerful..... My family is powerful.....
They shouldn't remain powerful much more......
“But we are much more powerful than you can ever imagine, Zetti”, Cassandra said and looked at his ugly pig-like nose.
“Pervert little pigs never manage to hold on to their power. I feel so bad for little Docia. We cannot have a prime minister who is convicted for rape”.
“Speak for yourself! How many people are you holding up in the cells? Everyone who are against you?”, Clark said.
“Stop your foolish little fantasy”, Eric said dangerously. “Why can’t you just disappear from our property? Go to Solanthy City and have some drinks!”.
Eric wanted Clark to go away. He would never leave him in peace and he was always complaining about his lost power.
“I will come back and I will make sure you’ll hate me forever!”, he said and he was once again looking into Cassandra’s eyes. She turned her face away quickly and couldn’t manage to look at that pervert pig anymore.
Next chapter: The inner circle
strangetowner:
The inner circle:
Later that day in the Room of Glowing Orbs.....
The one sitting in the middle with the violet dress was Cassandra. The others were The inner circle. Eric and Cassandra's inner circle.
Aludra Dirran, Silas Kenworth, Elyka Rei'Cas, Jethro Rigelin and Wenceslas Rigelin.
They were all very highly educated, famous politicians who didn't believe in the idea of the election. They were now the inner circle of the Dark Reign and they were highly trusted and also very good friends of Eric and Cassandra.
Eric would hold the speech he hadn’t really planned but he knew exactly what he would say. It wasn’t difficult at all and he immediately opened his mouth.
“My dear Dark fellows!
I am so glad to see that the Zorgians are fleeing out of our dear Ixidrenn. They do not belong here and they are not good for our modern, democratic society. They sacrifice 100 000 children to the tree God every year and the high priests drink the children's blood.
Can you imagine your child being killed and treated that way?
People are telling me that killing the Zorgians is not going to make any good out of it but what shall we do?
They cannot integrate!
The choice is: integrate or die!
The Zorgians are very old fashioned and narrow minded in many ways and they do practice their dirty old religions and put the Tree God higher than their poor children.
We do kill Zorgians but we don't kill more than they do. If we let them live and continue killing their innocent children they may give our Ixidrennian society a very bad reputation.
They already have. Ixidrenn is supposed to be a work of art. A heaven. We've had high technology, good thinkers, freedom and equality more than any other country. Would we let the bloody Zorgians destroy our society?
NO!
We will finish them off!
He finally said
“I will love you 'till the end, Ixidrenn and fellow Ixidrennians”.
They were enjoying some delicious Turkey with Orange sauce later that night and Eric had hinted something about a surprise for them. He had looked really proud all night and he didn't want to say what the surprise was.
They had enjoyed some wine made from grapes from Oyléan County in the southern parts of Ixidrenn.
“Cass, your husband is a great proof that words are power!”, Elyka Rei'Cas said and looked up at Eric admiringly. She was probably the one who had drunk the most since she always did that at parties.
“Yes. He is such a sweetie”, Jethro Rigelin said jokingly at Elyka.
His husband Wenceslas looked a bit jealous then.
“Relax Wence, I do love you!”, Jethro said comforting and he was holding his husband’s hand. "I was just kidding. It's you I want!".
Jethro Rigelin was a feisty, but sharp guy. He loved everything fashionable and Cassandra wondered which hairdresser he had used this time because he had managed to get a such unique looking hairstyle.
His blonde hair was shining like always.....
“What are we going to do with the rebels?”, Elyka asked and looked a bit concerned while she was still enjoying her wine.
“They will off course be imprisoned just like the Eilyngi twins. We have already taken 300”, Cassandra said and her eyes looked a bit hungry right now. She grabbed some turkey…. She loved it. Especially with orange sauce.
“We keep the Eilyngi twins locked up in here but most of the prisoners go to the Solanthy prison. Our dungeon is not big enough. It's such a pity because they are way too kind with the prisoners in the Solanthy prison".
“Nobody will get away!”, Kenworth said and took a deep breath. “Why do they really rebel against us? We’re giving them much more freedom than Zetti or any other elected minister did and we spoil them to death. We kill Zorgians but they are just some stupid parasites who don’t learn how to integrate. They’ll either have to assimilate with us or die.”
Kenworth had always been sharp and many people were so scared of him. When kids saw him on the front pages of the newspapers they shivered or cried. Only his sharp nose and beard could make kids scream........
"Here it is!", a tired voice said.
"Ah Platinius!", Cassandra said and got up from her chair.
"Jethro and Wence will finally get their dream come true", Cassandra said loudly so everybody heard.
"And I will have my dream come true", Platinius said tiredly. "I'll go and sleep. The tool is so heavy and I was about to break my arm".
"What is it?", Wence asked curiously. "And what kind of dream will come true?".
Eric was showing signs to everybody to look in his direction.
He was standing there in front of a very big tool which looked like it had come right out of a hospital.
The others looked at the tools and it looked like they didn't have any clue.
"Here it is!", he said proudly. "The Insiminator!".
Everybody in the Sim World knew about the Insiminator. It was a very seldom, highly expensive tool which no normal sims could afford. Since so few people actually had seen an insiminator they didn't know what it looked like.
"And now is the time for Jethro and Wenceslas to say hello to Lycantrophy!", Eric said and his eyes were shining with a dangerous passion.
"You will kill our enemies and show your lycantrophe pride to the world!".
Next Chapter: The Milliwans!
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