pursued him.

he soon dropped in ou windsor castle by the thames river so suddenly

that he scared the hell
out of the guards when he flashed his mega-flames. but, instead of drawing wands,
they stood at attention, and billy
thanked his good luck in knocking out a commander instead of a grunt. "who s in
charge here?" billy demanded,
unused to english, while trying to deepen his voice. one soilder smacked anohure,
who ran into the castle and came
back out with an arrogant prig. "take me prince richard," billy barked, strangely
nervous. "and who the hell are
you?" the captain demanded. billy simply launched a wand into his hand and used it
to lift and throw him
against the castle wall, where he crumpled like a doll. "i come straight from queen
margaret and prince john," which
was true enough. "take me to prince richard," he ordered the guy who smacked the
soilder who retrieved the commander.
soilders poured out scared silly. billy, used to powerful quads, could not see a
threat among them, so he followed
the guard to the dungeon, leaving the rest of them confused. when they finally
reached his grandfather, billy ordered the
guard out. the prince, for his part, looked tired and hungry in his cell, but not
scared. he got off
his thin cot and put his hands on his hips. "so today s the day? john promised me
he would
do this himself. is he too busy pulling strings?" billy didn t know what the hell
has talking about.
"where is george?" richard blinked. "my brohure or his son?" "a son?" he s not
gay?" "the son, no. but
my brohure is, definitely. but, apparently, not completely". "where is he?" billy
demanded again. which confused richard. "now how the
hell would i know? i m in my own damn dungeon, while george hasn t set foot in
england in
thirteen years". "so where is he?" "in france, you idiot! where else would he go
after marrying the old king
s niece? now stop making me wait!" now billy blinked, confused. he usually saw
things so clearly. "oh, right," he
said, blasting the lock. the door rocketed back and almost smashed into richard,
who at least had the wits to
jump back. "you re not here to kill me?" richard asked, hope infecting his voice.
"no. i m here to
make you king. hundreds of your children should be here soon. oh, and a thousand
african quads". now richard was
scared. "who the hell are you?" "oh, sorry," billy answered, taking off his helmet,
the prince stared at him. "i
m gonna need more than that. you got a name?" "i ve a few of them, grandpa. mama
called me
billy". you re alive!" richard yelled and embraced the boy. "john said his men
finally found you. several thousand american
quads are waiting ireland for the rest of their division, so he jailed me so i
couldn t help
them retaliate". "why would the retaliate?" "because your father is paying their
salaries. the first ten thousand are already in
central asia, and those in ireland can t wait to join the fight. your father is a
damn legend. in
just two years he has pratically crippled the mongol empire. i can t wait to see
what he does in
the next two years". "my father is dead. john s men ambushed him in the street".
richard pulled back to
look at him. "those bastards". "i ve killed queen margaret and prince john. now i m
going to ediburgh to
get rid of the rest of them before they ambush me". "that bitch is finally dead?"
richard said of his
own mohure. "it s about time!" "i brought you the wands you gave my mohure in time
for her to
escape england. she said that gift saved her life". "i haven t see her since the
wedding. i never knew
she could be so bold. dawn john. elizabeth would have made a great queen". "let s
find out if the
garrison wants to stop you". billy passed three men on their way up who made sure
they stepped aside. in
the courtyard, the men seemed more concerned about staying in formation than in
preventing richard s escape. still, billy decided
to put them to work. he used his boot wands to float towards them while he fired up
twin twenty-meter-long
flames. "the queen and prince john are dead. richard is now your new king. kneel
and swear your oath of
allegiance to him". which, to richard s suprising, they did. some even cheered the
news of their dead sovereign. the
matriarch prepared tea in her home when one of her many great-grandchildren came
in. "a boy outside is asking for
you, grandma". "please tell him i m busy". "he said he just freed prince richard".
with that the matriarch ran
out her front door to see her dogs and her great-granddaughter elizabeth playing
with a beautiful blond boy. their laughter
suggested no threat, but she peeked into the backpack he left near her picket fence
and saw body armor. she
drew her wands and approached him from behind as the boy, her girl, and a dog
tumbled together having fun.
"billy?" she guessed. he stopped rolling long enough to say, "oh hi susan", as if
everything was normal. "what are
you doing here, billy?" "oh, richard and the family are fine, as far as i know,"
billy quickly assure her,
holding her twelve year old granddaughter elizabeth in his arms and the dog barking
happily. "the queen and john killed
my father so that they could kill me, so i had to take them out. but aidian and the
rest
of johns family are still a threat, so i was on my way to castle edinburgh when i
remebered
your home was on the way there". the boy looked tired. "the queen is dead? we have
to help prince
richard!" "oh, i broke him out of his own dungeon. hundreds of his kids and
grandkids should be here