Sorry, I meant to type this up the other day but, my boyfriend and I broke up so I was emotionally compromised.

Either way I got over it and so I had time to type this up. I feel bad because I'm supposed to be updating my other story, but this was shorter so I decided to type this one instead. So feel special!

Hope you like it, enjoy!


King Ogron takes care of me.

But…I'm sort of avoiding him right now. Remember how I told you that he doesn't like fairies? Well he REALLY doesn't like fairies and I…I just learned that Mirabelle happens to be one. Neither of us knew, it…it happened the other day. Me and her…we…we were talking in the forest, the one that sits on the outskirts of the city. I…I had snuck out and we went…to the forest and were talking about a way to peacefully resolve our conflict with the king. Violence won't solve anything she told me. I try and listen to her, she's right, it won't. In…in the middle of our conversation a…a pack of goblins jumped out. I'm a good fighter so I pulled out my sword ready to fight when one of them grabbed Mirabelle from behind. In her struggles, she…she stuck her hand in front of herself and suddenly magic shot out of it. Her magic scared the goblins away, but…we were both shocked at her actions. After that we decided to return home. I had snuck my way back into the castle but…as I made my way around; I noticed that Ogron was staring out a window. I asked him what he was doing and he told me that he had sensed a fairy nearby. Mirabelle was the first name that came to my mind. I…I asked him how he could tell and he told me that magical beings sometimes leave a magic trail. I was so afraid that if Ogron found out who the fairy was, he would do something to her. So for days I tried to keep her on the down low. She didn't understand why I was trying to hide her. I had forgotten that other people don't know about the cruel things he has done and will do to the fairic population. He has told me gruesome things, and I was afraid that he would do those same things to her. But one day…somehow… the king found out…he….he said that he could feel her magical signature. I didn't even completely understand what that meant, maybe because I couldn't feel it, maybe because I'm just a human. Remember how I told you that I was avoiding him? Well…I lied; I'm actually running from him. The second he said he knew, I grabbed Mirabelle and started running. As we sprinted out of the room, I could hear the playfully sick words escaping Ogron's mouth.

"I like a chase." He said.

I locked us in my chamber and made us climb out of the window; she hadn't learned to grow her wings yet so we jumped into the bushes. She didn't completely understand my intense distress and I didn't care. I tightly held onto her arm and ran as fast as I could. Occasionally I would see one of the wizards standing ahead of us, so I would just divert down another path. We kept going until we hit the forest; the sky was dark, the foliage was thick, and the air was foggier then I remember it ever being. I couldn't see…I…I couldn't see where I was going. But I had to keep running. Eventually…eventually Ogron DID catch up to us. He…he can fly and…we can't. I pleaded for him not to kill her. I begged him on my knees. I BEGGED him. Despair and desperation filling every word that poured out of my mouth. She's my best friend I told him. Tears drained from my eyes as I started shaking uncontrollably. And though my cries for mercy slowed him down ever so slightly, they didn't stop him from draining all of her magic and ultimately plunging his sword deep into her heart. Splatters of her blood shot onto my face and I gasped in horror as her body dropped to its knees and tumbled onto the ground. Ogron and his friends just walked away laughing and made their way back to the castle as if nothing had happened. I crawled over to her lifeless body and looked at her. Agonizing sadness tore through my aching heart and I could barely breathe at the thought that I just lost someone so important to me. 'My beloved King did this. He took one of the most important things away from me.' Coldness filled my eyes and hatred filled my heart. 'THIS is what kind of man he is, and it would be a shame to allow him to harm anyone else in my kingdom. I tried nonviolence, and this is what happened. Cynthia was right; he won't stop until everything around him is destroyed.' In the pouring rain, Cynthia and I dug a grave, buried Mirabelle and had a funeral. Mirabelle had done nothing wrong to the king, and he didn't even really know her, yet he killed her in cold blood for the sake of becoming more powerful. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and the less and less I felt care and concern for Ogron. Cynthia and I stood there and stared down at the grave with all the bitterness in the world.

"I'm in." I said.

"What?"

"You're plan, I'm in."

A smirk decorated her face. "I'm glad to hear you've changed your mind. I'll let everyone know that the plan is back on."

"There is ONE change that I want to make though." I said.

She looked at me and raised an eyebrow, "Oh? And what is that?"

"I want the king dead."

She was a bit taken back by my cold request but didn't deny me. "Alright, I'll let them know that it's ok to kill him-"

"No." I harshly intervened, and for the first time during this whole conversation I looked up at her. "I want to be the one to do it." I spat.

My eyes were strained black, my skin was extremely pale, my blood was boiling red, my fingernails were digging into my hands and my words were like acid glazing my teeth.

"I don't care what you do with the other wizards, but Ogron is MINE. Am I clear?"

The deal was set, the plan was in motion, and this kingdom was going to change because I was going to bring down the king. And no matter of love or physical capabilities was going to get in my way. Though I originally was not a violent person, I'll take down ANYONE who tries to stop me. Because in this very moment, at this one point in time, as my dress is stained in my deceased friend's blood, my rage dominates my reason. Mirabelle once told me not to stoop to his level, but not only am I going to go to his level, but I'm going to go even lower. I'm not a murderer, but I'll just have to become one to win this sick game. And as I sit there planning out his death, the one thing that seems to hide in my mind is that King Ogron takes care of me.


AH! The final chapter is next! You can only imagine what's going to happen considering what happened in this chapter.

Bet this chapter Blew. Your. Minds!

Haha, I'm excited about the next chapter, hopefully you come back.

See you then!

-Love VideoGameChic