The Gift of Fiji to Denmark
BY: His Imperial and Royal Majesty King of Prussia Fernidad Frederick
Prologue:
His Majesty the King of Prussia Fernidad Frederick takes on a voyage aboard his new ship HMS Hohenzollern IV that was previously the USS Olympia on his way to ownage of Denmark. Canons, gunsmoke and orders fill the air as the King of Prussia makes his way across the seas with a message to Denmark as a flag that flys high on the mast of his ship calls for the Free State of Denmark in victory of the Prussian Empire.
Chapter 1.
Set the sails and tonight we make history O God my hand at the helm! For what does it take to command a ship of two hundred and one crew members of the King's Royal Hussars to Denmark and prove that what is ours is for our own sakes the world has given us? I as King of Prussia Fernidad Frederick have this vessel now and for it is my Dio of the seas that I will sail him across the West past India and to Europe straight to Denmark with this message. I have a flag flying high on the mast, it is a glorious one that I have made for the Danish to see and weep the very harshness of things that the Prussian Empire has to bring them. Look here at the pattern with the black, white and red stripes that shows the German colors with the crown of my family in the middle set in the corner as ensign of the Danish flag. May they never forget what it means to be a Prussian of Heaven and the Earth and tonight we partake on a voyage set in history as our first time together as your King commands you so in my Prussian Imperial Navy the way Prussia has always done and that is with all the virtues and glory man has known to have. Who would have guessed that the King's Royal Hussars would board such a ship as this, and to take pride in all the history involved and workmanship of unsurpassed kind that time took to built this vessel that we journey together in the image and glory of God that tonight we set sail no more on the USS Olynpia, but none other than my very own called HMS Hohenzollern IV. This ship that you O God have given to me to set the stage for Kingship in the West is now part of me. I King Fernidad the Great am destined to solve Denmark in my name. This is how the first steel ship in the U.S. Navy ever built will prove a point to the Danish. This ship will be a message for generations to come of my importance in how a King represents his Empire, and how now I shall take myself as their King and with all Godspeed shall Denmark be at my destination for ownage. Quick men! We leave immediately now, and to Denmark we sail the sea of God across the West to the victory of Prussia as we know it! As the crew cheers I now set forth onto the bridge and begin to take the helm of God on my hands.
Chapter 2.
Steady first, and now with Godspeed we leave northen California heading west taking on the sea at night with the cold wind blowing with fog in the air as we start heading towards Fiji before we take the great journey to India where we will celebrate the end of Earths tip, then to our final destination of Denmark where conquerors roam free. I now find myself again with the courage given to me from God to show off at sea and to let be known who is at high command. How conceded I am, for if there were only a black thunder storm in my way will I feel at home with this helm. Only minutes after we left with the lights of the city still showing behind us I ask the crew to take the wheel from me as I go aft to the ships bar that was so nicely perveyored by the ship builders in providing the comforts it takes to be out at sea with this ego I have the size of the water below me. Agast! I shout. Quick men, make me a way down the hallways of the deck and keep my ship steady up front for I am going to prepare myself a drink! I leave and journey down the hallways of the deck and enter the bar state room. As I move my way to the bars counter I fix myself a drink. Ahh.. the Rum yes, and a bottle of Whiskey to go along with that. Now I can sit and enjoy the ride of glory in comfort here in this most elegant of state rooms. Thinking of keen righteousness, I turn my attention to the many reasons that the glory of God gives man just like these canons aboard this ship wanting to explode. What does it take to push weight onto another man that I need such authority as all this gunpower when my biggest gun is God who is worth more than all the men in this heaven and earth as grand master of mankind that urges me to his ultimatum in glory? I turn away from the bar. I shout. Men! Let them know we are alive and fire four canons Starboard! This warship must maintain the symbol of the seas as I your King will settle for nothing less than pure righteousness! The commander shouts. Fire four canons Starboard! Seconds later, I hear the crew shout. Canons are ready Commander! The Commander then begins to give the command of ready, aim, fire hero one, two, three, four! Fire and sparks crackle as the canons explode with gunsmoke. A man on my left shouts. "For His Majesty, for him and him only we are Prussia, Die!"
How they make me smile. Yes, without them how would I sustain the image of the Prussian Empire throughout the heavens and the earth for they have been the symbol to what God wanted and nothing else for my Hussars to be. Good now with a shot from the bottle and shots from the canons I have my nerve back. I raise my glass and share a toast to God and speak. I rise again in your name and command my ship you give me to sail. I toast to you God in your glory! Placing the glass hard back on the bar top I walk out the door outside to the crew standing around the ships deck. The thirty four main canons are reserved for only the greatest of glory, and that is mine for God to see in his eyes when I waive a fist to the heavens in encouragement. Now talking to the crew, I shout. Do you smell that? Ship gunsmoke! The crew shouts back. Hooray our King is alive! They cheer and applaud loud as others ready the canons for its next use. I shout. Now we are sailing the seas like God intended it to be! Returning to the bridge now, I grab the helm of God tight and steady as we cruise onward with Godspeed. Through darkness at full speed the stars begin to come out in the heavenly night sky.
Chapter 3.
As many nights and days pass under the flag of the Free State of Denmark flying at high mast does the island Fiji become clear to my sights. Navigating far from the coast of America away from the high seas did the air here become clean and the water clear. Now at Fiji island I can see the people and the shops fill the coast with pleasure boats running around and people lining the streets with cars driving by as the tourists swim around the shores. I leave the bridge and call for the crew up to the deck to listen to my words. The command goes around loud about the ship and when the crew came outside on deck I began to shout to all the crewmen with this message. Today is Prussia's day! Today we are the Imperial Prussian Navy that conquered an island! Men of my command fire all canons Portside towards the shores of Fiji! The crew cheers. They begin to shout. As you command your Majesty! The crew begins to take up arms and man the canons. Set the canons! Shouts the commander. Ready commander! Shouts the crew. On my mark! Shouts the commander. Get set and fire all heros Portside! The ship begins to rock as sixteen of the canons on the Portside out of the thirty four canons aboard the ship crackle and burn as they pound the noise of fire and thunder across the shores of Fiji under the broad day of sunlight. Windows smash in the shops, cars stop as the streets burn, people running and screaming with the sound of terror and fear in their eyes. Fire reload, and fire at will! Shouts the commander. Pounding and firing the guns explode nonstop for hours. This will clear the path in my way as Fiji has done nothing wrong that deserves a salute from myself the King of Prussia to our new island the way the Prussian Navy intended for a King entering port for his first time on his new island. I shout. This is our sound of trumpets as we are the Prussians! I then give my command. Commander! Ready the gatling guns aboard the crafts we are going ashore! The commander gives the orders to the crew. Man the crafts! The crew responds. Yes commander! The crew then prepares the gatling guns aboard the ships crafts that begin to lower and take them to the islands shores. Craft after craft now lowered takes the Prussian Hussars towards the beaches of Fiji. And with pleasure of course, for we are not sailors we are just soldiers, and we are the Prussian Hussars and this land is our friend. As I board the last of the leaving crafts of the ship, myself with my crew begin the short travel towards the beaches of a gun shelled Fiji.
Chapter 4.
One by one the ships crafts land on the sand of Fiji. Myself and
the rest of the crew disembark and walk the beaches. I give the orders. Men! Land the gatling guns! Yes, your Majesty! Shouts the crew. I shout. This has got to be the shot around the world! For I am King Fernidad Frederick of Prussia the Emperor of Fiji! An attack of this kind has got to make international news across multiple countries and all over the United States and Europe. A helicopter flys overhead. I can see the cameras now as all of my two hundred and one soldiers of the King's Royal Hussars standing on the beach of Fiji on command with their Hussarian uniforms of green and gold with long sabers attached at their hips and myself wearing my finest royal suit with red sash and medals of the orders of the black and red Prussian eagle in sight of the news helicopter. I shout. They can't miss us! This is no ordinary event as this is a royal event that does change Fiji forever! Soon multiple trucks appear down the sand of the beach headed towards our direction. I give the command. Men! In parade formation! The crew responds. Yes, your Majesty! I shout. We must look good in front of the television cameras! I myself now take the pleasure of standing one hundred feet in front of my crew ready to greet the arival of several military trucks. The trucks stop just short of me as Fiji military policemen get out and approach me. Are you mad?! Shouts one of the policeman. Oh! I replied. You speak English! I quickly offer my handshake and introduce myself as none other than His Majesty King Fernidad Frederick of Prussia. The policeman slaps my hand away and shouts. You are in big trouble! The policemen then turn around and get back in their trucks and sit. So, I waited. After all, we are the Prussian Empire one of the largest military forces in the world and I just so happen to be the owner of it. What would happen if they dare arrest a major head of state? It would cause a major conflict and war with Fiji and they know it. Soon, another helicopter flys overhead and lands near. Men in brown suits get out of the helicopter and approach. One of the men in a brown suit fat and overweight stands right in front of me almost touching my nose who could clearly crush me with his bare hands. I introduce myself. I say to the man in brown. Sorry about the misunderstanding sir, who are you? The man in a brown suit responds. I am Prime Minister of Fiji! What is going on with you your Majesty?! I reply. Nothing. Some damage has occured from the King's Royal Hussars of the Imperial Prussian Navy and we appologize for the damage we have caused and we will surly repair and compensate for our troubles we have caused Fiji. I fall to the ground and pass out. He hit me so hard it was like getting struck by one of the trucks he was with.
Chapter 5.
Waking up in the local Fiji jail I wondered what happened to my crew mates. A guard at the desk stands up and hands me a local newspaper he was reading and sits back down. The headline read. Fiji Under English Attack! Now this is confusing, I could have sworn we were the Prussians although the King's Royal Hussars is serving in England but then I soon recalled that Fiji was under the dominion of Queen Elizabeth II. If there was any English attack it would be her responsibility as head of state of Fiji. About a week later they set me free and told me a story of the British Navy from Australia making a deal of reprimands for me and to have me released. We never made it past India.
END