The Queen and her Kings, the King and her Queens
By: A. R. K. M. Volkov
AN:/ Hi this is A. Volkov and-
Mystery: ELLO! This is Volkov's best friend in the entire world... no universe… no multiverse! In all of FanFiction! Anyways, this is Zoe but if I ever reappear in other stories, you shall know me as Mystery.
Volkov: Anyway, we do not own Merlin because otherwise this would not be written… it would be real and Morgana would not have died… Arthur probably still would have…
Mystery: NO HE WOULDN'T! NEITHER WOULD LANCELOT!
Volkov: no Lancelot would have been tortured to the point of insanity and then brutally murdered by Gwen.
Mystery: *Huffs* Fine, but Arthur would definitely live!
Volkov: then he would have been made into a slave because I hate Arthur with every fiber of my being. And Merlin would have fallen in love with Morgana and the y would have lived happily as King and Queen. Oh and Gwen would die of insanity.
Mystery: You and your insanity… *sighs* oh well, I do like Mergana but you really have a thing for hating any "good" characters while you love the "evil" ones. Hold on… we've done the disclaimer, now let's start the story!
Fridays are the perfect days for parties, right? And on Friday the 13th, no party is safe from sabotage in our college community. But you know, the party started just like any other… Well, by our standards that is, then again anything could be normal for us. By us I mean Ari and I. That's probably still confusing because I am Zoe.
The party was crazy and all of the people we knew and approved of were there. (No popular kids who couldn't take the crazy. Where would be the fun in that? Well, we tried that once, let's just say that the mental institute had a few more people come and join and the college lost some students… not that we had anything to do with it.) It was cool because everyone knew each other and how to interact with each other. For example, nobody spoke with Ari unless I was standing right next to her, seeing as she is a bit violent but nobody needs to know about that… right? If you look past that or have come to be fine with it if not violent in return she is actually really caring deep, deep, deep, deep… you know what I think you get it. I seemed to have gotten to that place in her heart; however I seem to be the only one who can find it in the twisted game that has been written out by destiny and fate. This game is life and you only get one chance, no redo or game over and replay because game over is final and there isn't any going back. Anyways, I balance Ari out with my bright quirky personality that just never seems to fade unless you do something really bad. By really bad, I mean threaten or hurt my friends and family or break my trust. It's happened before, like the night my parents were killed. Ari was my rock, she kept me grounded… on the surface at least and not six feet below.
Back to the party now, I'm getting distracted; the party wasn't just any, you see it was amazing. Our group of friends really is quite daring, there are people flying down staircase railings and jumping off a trampoline at the bottom through windows and into the pool on the other side. There are people dancing on the roof and like almost no other group can do, our punch lasted over 3 hours before being spiked. Anyone could tell you that Ari had done it though, there really wasn't any question on why either, the party was obviously getting too boring for her tastes. The staggering forms of our peers, exhausted from the party moved around us. I noticed a strange light coming from one of the rooms upstairs. You know what they say, curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back. Therefore, being the curious but knowledgeable person that I am, I headed upstairs in search of the source of the light.
On some random note, I don't care whose idea it was to have the party on Number 6, 66th street but they were crazy! Crazy, I tell you! Crazy! 666 is the Devil's number and now there is a strange light creeping from around the door to my left. My hand is drawn to it by an invisible force but when I grasp the doorknob in my hand for a moment before slowly turning it, I was sealing my fate of my own accord. My life would never be the way it once was, no matter how hard I tried. The door crept open, my hand still on the doorknob as I peeked around to see what awaited me.
The light was obstructed by a form; one that I thought much resembled that of a human girl about my age, 23. I slipped into the room and continued toward the figure when I realized, it was a girl! Not just any girl but Ari who had left my side not more than 10 minutes ago. I reach out for her hand to turn her around but as soon as my fingers clasped hers we were falling. Faster and faster we spun and I saw bits of things and creatures that logic says should not exist. You know what I say to that? Too bad logic! Unicorns and dragons, phoenixes and fey flew past my eyes with the occasional stray bolt of magic to accompany them. I remember my dreams of a life unlived but possible, if you knew where to look. The swirls of power seem to speed up and my head starts spinning like it does when you are dizzy. The beautiful creatures of magic seem to go by quicker than before and the bolts of magic continue to come by at a faster pace. I could feel the power circling around me, speeding up until it couldn't go any faster.
And then… it all goes dark.