A Villainess' Prior Days: Day One.[Remastered]

The All-Spark.. An omnipresent object that went through ordeals of the greatest mind masters of our time. Source of infinite power and deep lust from the beings of the universe as it once led a planet to its own destruction.

This object points out the beginning of our protagonist story as she will be given life through the latter by a miracle.

2017.

EARTH.

Western Countries.

Canada.

XX XX Rue X, Montreal, Canada.

Mixed School.

"...--as denoted in the chapter 16th in your French Historical War book, page xx, you can see the historian picking up the quotes of Napoleon with a certain sarcasm. That shares with us all that this historian understood The Great Napoleon true intention. She, thus, quotes here;'Tis this moment be legit, a man with a kid's mind was wrongfully gifted god's message.'--What she means by that is pretty simple. Napoleon is often praised for being France history pillar. But that never meant to accept him as a great figure, the public assumed so. But then, this is just my thinking. I am quite sure there are some of you who doesn't agree with what I said. And it's totally understandable. We live in a world of freedom, and it would be wrong to limit your mind with only the goods. Sometimes, you have to be 'bad' to be good."

Talking to a class of over thirty boys and girls of various ethnicities was a dark haired woman in her fourties.

"Teach! Teach!! I've got a question then.. If you say that being 'bad' is good sometimes? Do you think that the missry of the world is something we should keep?"

Espressing herself from the last row of the classroom, a younger version of the teacher made her point as she was intrigued of her teacher's say.

"Good question. History tells us that 'ambition, courage, drive, vision' come at a price. The past leaders made the world of today, it isn't me or the current president of Mauritius. But human reasoning to such facts is pretty much the same. ‹We›: are destroying the world. So to answer your question in simpler words, the misery of the world is something that will always be there. Whether you want it or not, this world shares no remorse towards poorer than it."

Putting on glasses on the while, the teach replied to the young girl who strangely seemed like a younger version of herself.

"There is so much that history doesn't tell and yet, the few specks that are left is something that needs to be learnt. It isn't easy to accept reality when you are driven by ambition and guided through a vision, but it all becomes null next to unfathomable--"

*Drii~ing* *Drii~ing*

"-Knowledge."

As she noticed, she expected the students to waltz out of the room but they all remained seated, waiting for something.

And after a few seconds went by, the noisiness outside the yard calmed down as the others students ran to their homes and whatnots.

Standing up alone was that very girl who seemed like a younger version of the teacher.

As she walked over to the teach, her classmates seemed tense for some reason.

"What's going on? You all got a heat stroke or what?"

"Teach. We have something to ask of you. As this class president, I chose to be the one to share our will."

Some of the students gulped their salivas at that moment at the seriousness of the room temperature.

The teach noticed this anxious room and sighed before agreeing to hearing out what they needed to say.

"...The thing is.., all teachers except you do not want to teach us. They said the same thing. That, we are the reason behind the misery of this world and it should stay that way."

"Ah.. You all are the guinea pigs of this decade's generation. Why didn't you tell me, Theresay?"

"Only 'mom' can call me by that name.. Don't you dare use it with your mouth..!--Moving on!! You've said yourself that the misery of the world is something that is needed. Does that mean that we are hopeless?"

A perplexed expression on the teach's face, she finally understood why the students were strange.

The tension was for a reason.

The seriousness.

The expression.

"No, you are not hopeless. Everyone here, you are not hopeless."

And as simple as those words sounded, to the students who feared to have become leftovers of the society, as complex as those words sounded to the students who were deceived one, too many times, it was a first that a teacher believed in them.

Cries and hugs followed as they finally decided to leave, except the class president.

"..Do you truly believe that?"

".....No."

"Then, why?"

"They all failed to recognise the truth from a simple lie, except for you, my daughter."

A sudden slap in the face of the teacher, the class president looked furious, but why?

"You agree with me since you slapped me for calling you the forbidden word. You shoul---"

*Thud*

"Target apprehended.--Thanks for your help Little Miss. We finally got our hand on 'the goddess'.."

Armed with a metallic baseball bat, a tuxedo man hit the teach in the head from behind as the class president did nothing but watch.

"I should be the one thanking you, Sam. You did the right thing.."

As the tuxedo man received orders from his talkie-walkie, the tuxedo man picked up the teacher, knocked out, and headdd to the back of the school. Putting her in the trunk of his 1978 Safari's, he rode to an unfamously famous area of the united states.

Zone 51...

The next day.

TEXAS.

37° 14′ 06″ north, 115° 48′ 40″ west.

"..---this bitch is finally within our grasps. The Prime Association pressured the united states army into capturing her. We should just kill her.."

Screamd a womanly man who was dressed as a high official with five stars stacked on his right shoulders.

Slowly waking from the deep slumber as pain started to take over the body, the teach witnessed a few people surrounding her in a tent.

"You must be confused. I apologize for any inconvenience caused. My name is 'Doc', nice to finally meet 'the goddess'."

To the left, a bearded negative looking baldy old dude and to the right, a postive looking baldy old dude..

The teach fist thought was; "Am I dreaming?"

"Your face is saying that you think that you are dreaming, am I wrong? Anyway, I'll get right into the subject of the matter. We have been coerced a few weeks ago by a decepticon and a human riding it. A name rose up amongst the feud between the soldiers and the decepticon."

"Mine..."

Restrained and seated, the teach could only agree by fear of something happening.

"Sadly, yes. Your name rose up.. And it doesn't end here. But that is sonething that you shouldn't concern yourself about. As you can guess, we've learnt too much about what you could do. We can't take the risk of having 'someone like you' among us."

"You want to take me down."

As everything was coming to a conclusion, the teach spoke her mind.

"This feels like the medieval age. When a simple misinterpretation of a sentence could kill a village.. What if you are all wrong? What if, I'm not the one you're looking for?"

"It doesn't matter. We told you, we can't take the risk.."

Said Doc as he leaned closer to to the teach's face.

"This is unlawful. You can't defy the constitution.. I have my rights.."

Replied the teach as she started to fight herself out of her bind.

"You lost every rights you posessed the moment 'you was you'. I am sorry to announce it like that but starting today, you are no longer alive. My business ends here. Have fun with the General Witwicky as I have matters to attend to. It was nice meeting a goddess, too bad, you were born a bad one."

The Doc left the tent right after whispering a few words to the tuxedo who was on the sideline watching everything.

The tuxedo man then left the tent, leaving the General Witwicky with a restrained teach.

"The president ordered the army to get rid of you, but that won't cut it. You may be a bitch that's causing serious pain in my ass.. I have other business for you. Before I kill you, I'm gonna fuck you up. You, who killed so many people."

Listening to the wrath's of that man, the teach did not understand at all.

Since being kidnapped, nothing was explained to her.

"Your innocent face is annoying. It pains me to believe you were once a catastrophe hazard to the world."

The bald dude then asked the teach a few questions.

"Cade Yeager? Theresay Osléo? What happened to them ten years ago?"

Hearing names that she tought no one would've brought up to her again in her life, the teach shed a tear before answering.

"..You are asking to the wrong person. I am no longer part of their family.. I am just a woman who betrayed the hero of the world."

*Slap!*

But a hard slap bruised the teach's face as the general witwicky made a stern face.

"Your tone. It's messing everything up."

And as the General Witwicky closed the distance to the teach, he started undressing himself as the teach watched everything.

"You don't need to speak anymore. You time has ended."

~To be continued~