Having a pile of homeworks…

And not even bothering to do them…

Had this idea while studying bio yesterday… (Why new stories usually invade my mind while studying science, geography and history? Never gonna know!)

And now I'm putting it into action!

WARNING: This story is dark and it ends terribly. So, if you hate darkness get outta here when ya got da chance!

Main Character: Mandy

Genre: Horror

Summary: After accomplishing his dreams and conquering the city, Mandy gets the feeling that something is missing. What could it be?

THE MISSING PIECE

His dream was finally brought into reality, the city was under his control and all the citizens were his slaves, trembling in cower from his might. No one was left to oppose him or stop him from conquering the city and fulfilling all his desires.

As for the citizens, they wondered with horror where their noble heroes have gone. The question kept on running through their terrified minds. They wanted to know how could the Hyper Force permit such a foe to take over the entire planet with ease.

However, several theories were made to interpret their sudden absence. Some suspected that they fled away to rescue themselves from the perpetual agony. Even though they were well-aware of the numerous times the Hyper Force have sacrificed their lives for their sake, their sudden absence managed to make them doubt their loyalty to the city.

On the other hand, some assumed that their saviors have waited for the matter to subside and their tormentor to guarantee their surrender to take him down once and forever. They guessed that they have waited to exploit the right time to end his existence.

A third group of causalities feared the most, they feared that his wrath had already defeated their loyal protectors and that they are now, too, forced to drink a more concentrated cup of anguish. All their attempts to assume themselves that this suspicion is faulty went to no avail.

Unfortunately, the third theory was correct. The Hyper Force had literally fallen by his might. They could no longer sustain the suffering and agony and gave up, regret and remorse piercing through their souls, more painfully than any of Mandarin's torture methods.

Mandarin didn't want to end their existence, the biggest proof of his power and ruthlessness. He wanted to imprison them in separate chambers without altering their life spans. He wanted them to exist as a clear evidence of the extent his power could reach, so that no other creature would ever dare to stand in his way.

He wanted their pathetic scenes of agony and pain to thrill him in his leisure. He always loved watching violent scenes, listening to the cries of pain as music on his ears, the music he would never hate.

So, deep under the ground, in a dungeon provided with facilities to ensure they would never manage to regain their liberty, they were imprisoned. A ball and chain disabled them from moving their limbs. Whenever he longed to watch their tormented spectacle, he would head to the dungeon to entertain his soul.

Conquering the city shrouded it with blinding darkness. Even though the sun shone on the once merry city, the citizens considered it darkness with that bastard sitting on the throne. The fear began to haunt them that they would never see the daylights again. They had to survive with terror of the tormentor's wrath binding their limbs with horror.

Mandarin sat on his throne, glancing over his newly-acquired property, a surge of happiness pulsing through his veins. A mirror was kept in front of him, giving him a view of himself. A long royal robe concealed his small body, a golden crown with the most valuable gems in the cosmos was placed over his head and a golden staff was in his grip. His black eyes shone with glory as he looked at his new state.

He was in a euphoric state. All his efforts have proved some avail at last. All his dreams were realised. However, a strange feeling managed to interrupt his elated self, a feeling that something is missing. He felt as if his utopia wasn't complete yet, that fate didn't grant him one of his desires. He concentrated on his goals and targets throughout his life to realize what the missing piece was, to regain his happiness once more.

His gaze was directed towards the mirror, attempting to remember what his last desire was, what the last thing he wanted to prove his authority was. An old memory struck his mind as he focused at the orange gem in his crown. His eyes sparkled with evil as he recalled an old intention of his: having a queen on the throne with him. Long ago he had focused on having a certain female ruling the city with him, but fate never granted him that desire. But,since everything was now under his control, accomplishing this desire was a fairly easy task that won't require an ounce of his energy. He was finally about to reach the ninth cloud, to become the most elated ruler in the cosmos.

He gestured towards one of his guards, a more advanced version of the common formless minions. They were quite strong and enduring. "Bring her to me!" He commanded with venom in his tone.

"In the matter of minutes, lord Mandarin." The guard responded obediently as he exited the dominion of evil, heading to the dungeon.

Mandarin knew precisely how to utilize his authority over everyone to control his fates and fulfilling his desires. He was quite aware of his movements and their outcomes. He reached for another crown and stared at it, examining the diverse gems embellished on its golden structure as they reflected his image in their sparkle. The valuable crown was for his queen, the one who would reject it. But, he had the authority to compel her to wear it, wasn't she a part of his property after all?

The guard appeared in the doorway, dragging her now frail being behind him with no mercy. She looked terrified, shivering from fear. She could no longer endure his torment and cling to her mask of strength. All her walls of courage and strength were demolished by his wrath, never to be constructed again. The probabilities of her recovering from the effects of his torment were quite low. The anguish she suffered was too much for her to sustain, but it was better than the fate he prepared for her. The crown in his hand denoted his intentions, the crown she would always reject.

A smile crept on his lips as he witnessed her vulnerable spectacle and saw the look of terror in her bubblegum pink eyes, once tinted with strength, determination and courage. She was the only complement left to achieve the perfection of his utopia, to prove his grip over everyone to realize all his dreams and desires. He gestured to the guard to leave the room, his smile of victory never fading.

"Throw me back in that dungeon!" She struggled to say with fear and agony overwhelming her, chills racing through her circuits as she tried to break the chains binding her arms, trying to escape the grim fate he had prepared to her.

"No! Can't you see? You're my minion now, dearest Nova!" He said, his tone tainted with evil. He got up from his throne and walked to her chained form.

"We've talked over this before!" She struggled to say in an angry tone, but her mask of anger faded, revealing terror and fear.

"We could never end our conversation!" He said in a raged tone.

"KILL ME!" She managed to say as she shivered in fear. She knew death was the only way she could flee from her terrible destiny.

"No, I might have asked you before to be my queen, but now you're compelled to obey!" He said as he cupped her chin.

"Leave Me Alone!" She said as she struggled to escape his grip, barely standing.

"Why don't you want to be my queen? Shuggazoom's queen? Why do you refuse all the authority I'll provide you? TELL ME!" He said in fury as he threw her on the ground mercilessly.

"Because I hate you….. I hate every single memory that reminds me of you!" She said, barely audible.

"Why?" He said in fury, staring ruthlessly at her frail being.

"Don't you see? Because you're nothing but a jerk!" She struggled to say.

Her sentence infuriated him, he drew his sword and thrust it into her back, agonizing her and said with poison: "Why? Because of my merciless behavior? Because I'm disloyal? Because of my lust for power?"

She screamed in agony, the sword still thrust in her back, he continued: "That's why you hate me! Wasn't it my ruthless behavior that enabled me to take over the throne? Wasn't it my disloyalty that empowered me to torment you mercilessly? Wasn't it my lust of power that gave me the determination to defeat you all and rule? Aren't all these qualities the reason you're my slave now?"

He kept on speaking furiously, with no particle of mercy for her: "Look at yourself, what was the advantage of sticking to your principles? What did loyalty grant you? How will it save you from me now? You're nothing but a slave of mine!"

Finally, he released her from his wrath. She was barely conscious. He walked to his throne, brought the other crown and placed it over her head. She tried to do anything but failed miserably. She had no option but to obey and allow him to place the crown over her head, the crown she was determined to reject. She had no any choices left to avoid her grim fate. She had to surrender. She shivered with fear as thoughts of the horrifying future awaiting her haunted her being.

He glanced over her as she lay on the ground in surrender. An evil smile was plastered to his face as he said: "You belong to me, my slave disguised as a queen!"

His dreams were fulfilled…

His utopia was complete…

His missing piece was retrieved…

Warned ya!

I'm well-aware of the fact that it's terrible, horrible and DARK!

So, my apologies 4 the time wasted in reading it!

And, if anyone's wondering, I really like the horrifying stuff between Mandarin and Nova, but only horror! They take second position in the stuff I read on this site, after Spova of course!

Now I'm feeling guilty tormenting Nova like that and I feel worse 4 Sprx, even if he's not in the story D:

I was really evil!

EDIT:

Just realized it's da first story without Sprx as one of the main characters.

Had 2 blurt it out.

I feel drowsy -yawns-