Europe / England (Tudor Era): April 20th, 1517.
"Did I seriously die" I thought as I looked at the medevial like people kneeling in front of me.
I stared at the people for a moment. My mind going completely blank as a man stepped up with his mouth saying something and his hands rubbing together like a merchant trying to satiate his greed.
"How did I even get here." I said under my breath. My voice being low and husky for a woman as my mind drifted back to how this all began in the first place.
(Flashback: 1 Hour Ago)
*BAM*
"ARE YOU FUCKING SHITTING ME. WHY IS THE PROTAGONIST SO FUCKING DUMB AND DENSE. HE HAS ALL THESE WOMAN TRYING TO RIDE ON TOP OF HIM BUT HE JUST LOOKS AT THEM WITH DISGUST AND CONTEMPT LIKE HE'S LOOKING AT A DEAD POSSUM ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD." I said screaming at the top of lungs with anger as I stomped my feet hardly on my bed with rage.
*BAM* *BAM* *BAM*
"SHUT THE HELL UP STEVE BEFORE I SHOVE MY FOOT UP YOUR ASS." Said a angry woman's voice loudly from next door.
*BAM*
I punched the wall with anger and said loudly with a bulging vein on my forehead "BACK AT YOU HAG. STOP RIDING DILDOS AT 2 AM IN THE FUCKING MORNING."
There was no response.
"That's what I thought" I thought with a loud sigh while getting off my bed and picking up my phone up from the floor by my desktop gaming chair.
I checked the screen of my phone and seen that it was busted. A large vein appeared on my forehead and smacked my teeth while thinking "Tch…damn android's."
I tossed the phone in the trash bin.
*THAK*
"Let's head to sleep, I gotta take a dump in the morning before I head into work. Not like me being a director is gonna make my life fun by ordering people around and getting down with men or woman. I'd never thought I'd get tired of a of a man." I thought with a surprised look on my face while glancing into the body mirror and seen a Indian woman of average appearance with a heart shaped doubled 4 chinned face, grey hair, dark brown eyes, and a very hairy heavy set 5'0 in height physique with a large belly pouch.
I sighed and made my way back over to my bed and got into it while pulling the covers over myself and thinking "I'm 47 years old. I should at least try to get out and find me a a good man or woman before I die, there has to be someone out in the sea for me. I at least hope that's true or I'll punch my grandfather in the face when I die and go to heaven. Well I hope I do"
I closed my eyes. Drifting off into pitch black
darkness.
*CRASH*
*Tak* *Tak* *Tak* *Tak*
"Is this the woman who created delta." Said a man's voice with a chuckle.
"Shh…we're supposed kill her and take the data from the drive for the chairman." Said a woman's voice tiredly with a sigh.
"Don't be like that girl. She's clearly sleeping soundly despite two strangers standing over his fat ass." Said the man with a chuckle. The sound of a gun readying itself resounding in throughout the room.
*Click*
"Get it over with it already. I want to grab a beer and burger after this." Said the woman tiredly, typing sounds coming from my computer being heard.
"Maybe you'll let me hit it once after this too woman. Hahaha." Said the man with a laugh.
"Tch…whatever." Said the woman clicking her teeth with disgust as the sound of something pulling out of the computer reverberated in the room.
*BANG*
*SPLAT*
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(Olivia's POV)
"Is everything ok catalina." Asked a soft woman's voice from out of nowhere with concern.
I came back to my senses Immediately and looked at the people staring at me with wide eyes full of wonder and looked next to myself and seen a average looking white woman sitting on a throne with a oval shaped face, dark brown hair, medium length very dark brown hair and about 5'5 in height with a slender physique.
"I am fine your majesty." I said calmly with my eyes closed and bowed slightly. Wondering where the fuck am I internally.
My eyes opened slightly while thinking as I stood back up straight "I need to be careful and tread carefully considering I think I have been transmigrated but where the hell is the memories of the previous catalina and why the hell do I suddenly understand the language."
[DING!]
[STATUS]
[Name: Catalina]
[Race: Human (Gifted Human)]
[Titles: [Slave of Catherine of Aragon], [Royal Bedmaker], [Lady Motril], [II Moro]
[Age: 17]
[Health: Healthy]
[Skill: Gravitokinesis: (Suppressed by Slave Seal)]
[Strength: 4.7]
[Agility: 6.1]
[Vitality: 5]
[Bloodline: Gifted Human]
[Bloodline Ability: Telepathy: (Suppressed by Slave Seal)]
[Storage: None]
"What…the…actual fuck. Did I really just get a system" I thought with creased eyebrows as I looked over the status screen. Specifically at the titles and slave branding.
I sighed softly while glancing at catherine of aragon on the throne and asked with a bow "Your majesty. Shall I be excused, I'm feeling a bit under the weather today."
Catherine was silent. The noblemen in the grand hall arguing their opinions back and forth loudly.
"NO. HER MAJESTY NEEDS TO STRENGTHEN HER RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS MAJESTY KING HENRY VIII AND BEAR A HEIR TO YNE THRONE. THE SWEATING SICKNESS COULD END HIS REIGN FOR ALL WE KNOW." Said a 11 double chinned chubby man with a surprisingly long upright neck with a large pot belly and a very receding hairline loudly.
My eyes were wide with shock and mumbled stutteringly while swaying back and forth "I…I'm in the 16th century tudor era. Ugh…I feel like I'm gonna throw up."
A vein appeared on the forehead of a very refined looking elderly man who pointed his finger at the 11 double chinned man and said loudly "HAVE YOU GONE MAD BARON SMITH. TO SAY SUCH S HEINOUS THING IN FRONT OF HER MAJESTY, UNFORGIVABLE."
"DO YOU WANT TO DIE YOU OLD PIG SHIT." Said baron smith loudly with visible rage in his eyes as wind started swirling in both of his hands like a tornado.
*PAH*
Catherine slammed her fist hardly against the throne and said loudly with no visible anger being heard within it at all. "ENOUGH. CEASE THIS NONSENSE AT ONCE."
The grand hall went completely silent.
Catherine looked at baron smith and said with a scary look in her eyes "Baron smith. Have you forgotten the laws of england and Ireland. Thou shalt not use Skills within the house of god, it is punishable by death."
"P…punishable…b…by death." I mumbled stutteringly as I swayed back and forth with large beads of sweat dripping down my face from my forehead.
I fainted.
*Boom*
"Catalina. CATALINA, SOMEONE GET S PHYSICIAN, WAKE UP CATALINA." Said catherine's void loudly and desperately as I drifted off into the wonders of darkness. Hopefully returning to modernity.
…
THE END…