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She walked on, mindful of the stares from the dark, yet careful to ignore them. Her anxiety rose the second she stepped on his territory. She knew it. Theyre only playing with my mind, sick bastards, she thought. She sneered in her mind, yet her passive face betrayed nothing of her thoughts.
The clack of her heels echoed off in the dark alley, in the middle of the dark night. Her mind whirled, the monn wasn't even showing tonight. Her mental sneer deepened.
Her steps grew silent, seconds trickled by yet she still walked, and suddenly, gracefully, she stopped.
Chin held high, she uttered the words known only by her kind: "crea du vidth".
The shadows moved, almost as if they were of the people who would walk through the alley when the sun was out, yet these are night creatures. A hiss was heard, then four silhouetted figures appeared infront of her.
She remained unmoving.. one minute passed, seconds still trickled by..
Nothing.
Reluctantly, it seemed, the figures knelt before her, head bowed down.
They addressed her with a hiss laced with sarcastic formality, "My Queen, we are here to serve you."
She smirked in triumph. Now, the real fun begins.
"Rise, my subjects," her voice laced with an aura of finality. "Today onwards, you shall serve only me. This is no request to be objected, it is a direct order.. from Yours, truly."
A growl was heard, yet all four bowed to their queen, powerless as to oppose her words.
"As we shall, and always," the uttered words sounded forced and was heavy with malice.
She smiled now. Oh, this shall be so much fun, indeed.
The cackle went unheard by the ones in her physical world for it only resounded in her head, and heart.
"Inform the elders before my arrival for the crowning ceremony. Bre-qiu-eath!"
The figures dispersed as did their growls, reluctantly obeying their new queen.
A/N: Title subject to change, unrevised and raw edition.
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