《The Queen of Kings (Completed) (Under Editing)》13
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Sara was trying not to fidget in the couch with her hot chocolate in hand. She needed something to calm her down but she wasn't in the mood for tea so while Hele started the fire in the fireplace Murciél made her the hot coco. The fire roared and gave off a beautiful glow that caused shadows to play along the walls. "They're coming" was the warning Hele gave and the rest of the guys teleported in. They just looked at her for a moment with worry etched into their faces. ", what troubles you my love?" Mala'ika asked, kneeling down in front of Sara. He lifted her chin with his finger so she had to look him in the eye. She closed her eyes and took a steadying breath before replying. "Sit. All of you. Please..." she asked before she started.
Two of them sat on either side of her on the couch and the other two sat on the floor in front of her. She laughed internally at how they all managed to fit so closely to her and how bulky they looked making everything else seem small. The close proximity and mixtures of their scents sent her a wave of calm she needed and she took another deep breath. "Since we got here, every few nights I've been having these dreams....or visions I think they are?" She said more as a question. "At first everything was blurry, I couldn't see or hear anything like I was under water that was murky. But the more I had them, the clearer the picture and audio became as if someone was adjusting an antenna. Last night.....everything came in clear..." she said and let her breathe out slowly. She didn't realize she was holding it at some point.
The guys looked at each other and back to her. "When you're ready . Take your time" Cythraul encouraged her as Balaur wiped a tear from her eye. She let out a slow shaky breath and nodded. "So um...yeah. Diak was there. There were two other guys, one with brown red eyes, another who looked like the Crypts Keeper, and three women. One look like a kid elf with white eyes, another had black eyes and lips and black cracked, pale white skin and the last one has this weird voice that lured me in almost, she had green hair and like seaweed and blue eyes" she finished describing all of them and came back to the present from her memories. She felt the anger rage and the tension in the air become depressive and she began to feel uncomfortable. "Guys?" She called out and they continued to stare off into space.
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Taking a deep breath Sara took a leap of faith. Bending down she kissed Mala'ika in front of her to her right and then Balaur in front of her to her left. It seemed to pull them out of whether range induced stupor they were in and they started to breath normally. To her left she kissed Hele and Mahō, and then to her right she kissed Cythraul and Murciél. They all sat in silence breathing before Mahō spoke up. "Arigato(thank you) ." "Uh yeah don't mention it." Sara murmured in reply. This time Cythraul spoke "so the false kings and queens are having meetings about you?" He asked and Sara nodded in reply. "Who are they?" She asked. They weren't sure if they should unload that onto her as she seemed to be going through enough. As if sensing their inner turmoil she spoke again. "Listen I get it's a lot right. I'm human and I've been through it. But I'm also your mate. I may slip int- act childish at times but that's never clouded my ability to actually adult. If you respect me as your equal you can tell me and trust me to tell you when it's too much." She told them. Hele and Murciél looked at each other and smirked before turning back to her.
They all seemed to nod in agreement and Murciél spoke. "The zombie looking one is Makabuyts. Leader of the Sanguijuela or rogue vampires. They feed on humans and drink to the last drop, killing them to feed or for fun. They have no humanity left in them." He informed her. Mahō spoke this time "The old hag with black eyes is Grand Witch Noroi of the Dark arts. Dark magic is forbidden with good reason. It's powerful and it corrupts everything it touches, victims and users." Sara took a deep breath and nodded for them to continue. "The seemingly normal looking one is the rogue wolf 'leader' Kū'ē." Hele said, putting air quotes around the leader. "But I thought rogue wolves were so because they had no pack or leader. How sway?" She asked, confused. "You are correct but they have formed their own false pack in a sense. All the perks of power in numbers, mindlink etc but no loyalty. They could replace him at any second but they don't because he's almost as old as I am" Hele shrugged.
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"The small child is actually queen of the Dark Fae, Queen La'ana." Mala'ika quickly informed. Sara's eyes grew wide and she nodded. "And the green haired lady is Mele. Self proclaimed 'Queen' of Sirens" Balaur said air quoting the word queen. "WAIT MERMAIDS ARE REAL TOO?!" Sara asked completely side tracked. "Yes but sirens are cursed mermaids, like rogues, they have no home or loyalty. They're where the sailor eating lores come from. They inadvertently keep humans out of actual mer-waters so they're normally left alone." Balaur replied. "Okay but why are they all plotting with Diak. The rogue vampires n' werewolves I get but..." she said confused. Cythraul spoke this time "Because they are, to an extent, seen as lesser beings. The evil dark versions of their kind are often not treated nicely and are unwanted in both the human and supernatural communities. I wouldn't be surprised if they are sick of the 'unfair' treatment." He said air quoting the word unfair.
"Okay so you know about it, why not change it?" Sara asked. "There are no laws damning them . They are simply mistreated for what they are much like what your ancestors went through. The main difference is your ancestors didn't bring that upon themselves. They are dark or rogue for a reason. Someone treating them fair would be like a doctors office hiring Harley Quinn to take patients after she left Joker." He said. She nodded. He had a point. Can't kill and hurt people and then expect to be treated as equals. "Makes sense....oh, should I continue?" She asked "don't need y'all spazzing out again." She added with worry. "Idunno. It got us all kisses. Seems like a solid plan if you asked me" Balaur said and everyone laughed. "Shut up Supa Hot Fyre I'm trying to be serious!" Sara scolded. "Who?!" He asked confused and she shook her head laughing. "Nevermind." she replied.
"Okay so basically they were talking about how I did not die as a baby...which may explain the orphanage, and that I lived because of Grand Witch Inn-HOLY SWEET FUCKING BLACK BABY JESUS SISTER INNA WAS A GRAND WITCH!!" Sara said as the name finally clicked and she shot up off the couch. "A Grand White Witch and a badass against the fight for evil...but she's been missing for years." Mahō informed her. "Wait a hot damn fucking minute!" Sara's anger peaked. "You mean to fucking tell me yall knew about her and didnt bother to say anything when I told yall about what happened at the orphanage!! " she yelled, clapping every word. "Babygirl you have to understand we didn't want to put a lot on you and you already seemed hurt. We all assumed she's dead so we let it go" Hele said. "You still could have told me..." Sara replied in a small voice and sat back down. "We're sorry we didn't tell you sooner" Mala'ika apologized for them.
Sara was still hurt and didn't bother acknowledging him. "Anyway Diak wants to use me to control the good half of the supernatural kingdom I suppose as his queen and the Vampire or Witch would compel me or erase my memories of you all, especially if we've already bonded by the time they strike and they have to kill you." She said in a rush and leaned back closing her eyes. "Interesting thought, they assume the can kill us and that we'd be stupid enough to let you get taken again." Murciél said to no one directly.
"Should something happen...would the bond help? Like to find me or protect me or whatever?" Sara asked. "All of the above and then some" Mala'ika replied. "We could feel each other's emotions, see our thoughts and you would be looped into our mink link. Kind of like a personal VPN server where we only have access. You could also see our memories and access our knowledge. " he added. "Well fuck" Sara replied with a humourless laugh. "Okay then" they looked at her "let's do it. Mark me..." she added.
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