king tyran was a ruthless person in another life, he was devestating, huge, powerfulful beyond belief. right now though, he was busy planning the downfall of all five other kingdoms. his lead dreadnought, scourge, was busy with thirtynine others attacking one of the kingdom of fires generals. "ATTACK AT FULL FORCE!" he barked into the mega phone beside his chair. the various moniters around him showing different view points. the creature he was attacking was a huge skeleton that seemed ot be of crystalized fire. "LOAD FASTER OR ILL LOAD YOU NEXT GUNNER!" he was formerly the leader of a ruthless russian gang that had terrorized moscow for nearly thirty years.

the gunner looked at his captian with a certain amount of fear. he knew what would happen if he died, that he would just be born back into the same kingdom again and again with out end. since he was just a hologram just like everything else in the metal sphere was. the only things that seemed to be holding the world together was force fields and holograms. but tyran didnt care about that. and this was why he loved this world so much. the explosions, chipping away at the targets shield slowly but surely. 

"i want the whole fleet to raise another ten thousand feet and form a double helix formation on my mark! ready? MARK!" the fleet of the forty dreadnoughts screamed into the sky, higher and higher they wen until they were given the order to stop and circle the target until it was destroyed. tyran was twenty feet tall, a good deal shorter then bones and defenatley bigger then any of the other kings. he was also a great tactician, and in combination of his fleet, he was a force to be reckoned with. 

"sire, it seems that one of our dreadnaughts has fallen to returning fire!" the sargent brigadier said with out haste. "well, how did they return fire? i thought they had no weapons!" tyran shouted angrily. "there using our own against us sire, it seems that there lobbing them back at us with great accuracy to the point... well there basicly hitting the ships engines near the fuel salage." "well then move faster and blow them away!"

the boulder sized grenades lauched faster and faster to tyrans glee. his one good eye swiveled in its socket to a person standing beside him and the cig that he was smoking dropped out of his mouth. "i thought i told you to hold off on all attacks until a PROPER chance showed itself. perhaps i gave you a little too much to work with tyran?" the person snapped there fingers, their form hidden in the shadows. half of tyrans fleet had been torn in half by unseen hands. the resulting chain explosions rocked the scourge as if it were just a rock in a glass jar. "you.... you said that you would not interfere with  our operations!" the person smiled gleefully as he set things straight.

"tyran... tyran tyran tyran.... i gave you a kingdom of your own, the finest technology a king could ask for." her foot steps light and silent, much to tyrans fear. her blonde hair and blue eyes glowing in the overhead light of the small encapsuled room. "i must say that i am dissapointed in you tyran. what i specificly said was... i have given you a kingdom to the both of you to do as you see fit. but know that i am your superior, and you will do as i say, when i say it, exactly how i say it." she could smell the sweat come off tyrans square face. "you know the rules of this game better then i, is this not true tyran?" her voice was as sweet as honey and twice as deadly if used in the right way. "y-yes, my queen, that is what you said... but if-" "no buts, tyran, withdraw your dreadnaught fleet right now, or ill destroy the other half, along with your precious scourge you seem to care about so much. do you understand me?" she held her hand up to his face and got ready to snap her fingers again.

"y-y-y-yes, my queen, i will with draw-" he shakily reached for the microphone and blurted out the order. "i want a full retreat... no NO NO NO NO! EVERYONE, FULL FORCE ATTACK THAT THING!" tyrans eyes turned back to the queen with rage in his eyes. "yes i am fully aeware of the rules and regulations of 'this game' as you so well put it, but upon this vessel you will listen to me, and i will not be bossed around by a mere woman aboard my ship. now is THAT under stood!?" his voice full of confidence that he hadn ot experienced in so long that he forgot to keep his eyes on her hand.

SNAP!

the worst sound he couldve ever heard, and in slow motion, his eyes looked out the window as his ships were being torn apart one by one on either side of him. "i told you that IM your superior, and you disobeyed a direct order from me. and now your going to pay the price. enjoy the show... tyran." with that the queen vanished in a wisp of smoke, and the remaining ships exploded except for the scourge. he knew he had gotten lucky just then. but he still wasnt finished with the kingdom of fire jsut yet. "orders sire? the sargent brigadier  said with al ittle bit of hope in his voice. 

"CONTINUE THE ATTACK AS PLANNED! NO WOMANS GOING TO MAKE A MOCKERY OUT OF ME!"