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After the loss at the Orse Fjords, Tanya is taken prisoner by the Allied Kingdom, and sentenced to death. After her escape however, her problems are only just beginning. She is in exile.
Tanya sat in front of the judge in what was a mere show trial, completely and utterly terrified.
"Miss Degurachaff, I regret to inform you that you are hereby charged with violating international rules of war and unethical conduct on the battlefield." The last few words the judge spoke sent ice through her veins and a bead of ice betrayed her own anxiety.
This can't be happening, this isn't happening. This has to be some kind of awful dream right? I cant be sentenced to death, can I?
"And thus, I am left with no other choice than to sentence you to death by firing squad." With those words, Tanya's mouth fell agape, She felt an immediate churning in her stomach as if she were about to throw up.
Tanya simply stared back at the judge in shock as several armed guards preceded to take her away in handcuffs.
"This can't be happening. This isn't real, can't be," Tanya whispered to herself as she was literally dragged away.
Tanya had not been dragged more than halfway down the aisle before she kicked one of the officers in the shin and attempted to run. "I'm just a child! How can you send a fucking child to the merciless hands of the firing squad? GET AWAY, GET AWAY!"
She ran to the judge's pulpit and pleaded with tear soaked eyes and hitched breath. "Please reconsider? Have mercy!" Instead of mercy, Tanya Degurachaff, age twelve, was rewarded with a backhanded slap to the face.
Before she could even touch her stinging cheek, about thirty guards had dog-piled on top of her. She fought, bit, and protested as she was dragged to her holding cell. "I don't want to die! I'm too young to die. This can't be real."
The very next day she was abruptly awakened from her restless slumber by thickly gloved hand. Though the hand was in no way cold, it sent a shiver down her spine all the same. Immediately, she realized what was happening. The tears started up again, and her stomach, so upset from the previous day, decided to paint the floor of the cell with her last meal.
Outside in the courtyard, the firing squad prepared their guns, getting ready for the solemn task of performing this execution. None of them particularly agreed with it; the fact that they were executing a child disturbed everyone in attendance, and yet, still no one protested. Aside from Tanya that was. As she was dragged outside, anyone who had encountered the devil of the Rhine and lived looked at her and thought, This can't possibly be the right person. Every shred of composure she once had was completely gone.
She begged as she was dragged out, screamed in sorrow till her throat turned raw, and even then she continued to plead in a raspy voice. Begging for mercy that would not come, and definitely not at the hands of the firing squad.
After Tanya was tied to a pole, the official read her charges once more. "Tanya Degurachaff, you have been found guilty by written admission to the charges of violation of the rules of war and ethical conduct on the battlefield. It is because of the convictions that you have been sentenced to death by firing squad. You shall be shot till dead. May God have mercy on your soul."
The firing squad lined up their sights. "Ready! Aim! Fire!"
There was a bright flash of light and a loud boom. Tanya, however, would not notice it because before he said fire, she closed her eyes like a scared little kid.
To be continued...
Treacherous Waters Await!
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