This is a story all about Messina's life. In case anyone does not know who Messina is, she is from the movie "Freddie as F.R.O.7." (or "Freddie the Frog" in the US). She is the main villian in the film. This story is set in Messina's point of view and takes place before, during, and after the movie. If you have not seen the movie, you do not need to view it before reading this story, though it may help. I am open to any reviews as long as they are not meant to bash or be hurtful. Constructive criticsm is accepted. Enjoy the story!
I was the first born in my family. My parents were the king and queen, making me their future queen of our region in France. They had always told me that my most distinct feature was my eyes. Both of my parents had blue eyes while my eyes were very different from theirs. To be honest, I don't think they liked how I looked very much.
One thing I should mention is that not only was my family royalty, but we were also magical. We could each do many different things with our powers. From a very young age, I could already shape-shift into any animal of my choosing. I always preferred being a cobra. Cobras were very large, but still very fast and very dangerous. It's very hard to describe the feeling of slithering. But I've always preferred it over walking. When it came to shape-shifting, I always practiced that in the privacy of my own room. When my parents did find out about it, they weren't too happy about my favorite forms of animals.
Speaking of my parents, they always said I was a stubborn child. For one, if we ever played any games, I always hated losing. I had to be the best and I had to win. And I hated when things were unfair or worked in their favor and not mine. I never did grow out of that.
Shortly after my sixth birthday, my mother announced that she was going to be having another child soon. At first I didn't mind too much. After all, I would be the big sister and the boss of this younger sibling. However, when he was born, it was not until then I found out that that meant I was no longer going to be a queen.
I remember throwing the biggest fit possible when I found out exactly what was going on. Why hadn't they told me before that if I was going to have a little brother, I would no longer be first in line to rule? Why did boys get to rule over girls, even if they're six years younger? Like I said before, I hate when things are unfair.
Mother ended up telling me her honest reason why she had another child: She didn't think I'd be a good fit to rule the kingdom. So she was hoping that she'd have a boy so I would never get a chance to rule, unless, of course, something happened to he and his future wife. But if they ended up having children, then that'd push my chance to rule even further back. From that moment on, I decided right then and there that I abhorred my baby brother and my parents for doing this to me, their first born and rightful ruler of the kingdom.