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The previous day for Queen Rosaline had been just as troublesome as the rest. People were constantly complaining about how things needed to be changed. Rosaline thought this idea was utterly insensible. If the commoners were going to be this unappreciative they could at the very least come up with something to be upset about. As far as Rosaline was concerned, the kingdom was just fine. If there were any type of problem, she would've found out about by now. Her main goal was to expand the kingdom as far as possible, even if it meant reaching the surface and enslaving the human race. That idea in particular pleased her, humans were good for building things. This could be what she should've done ages ago, Nzem would soon be a world, not just a place hidden underground.

Rosaline rose early that morning, small fragments of light shining through the cracks in the heavy crimson curtains that lined her bedroom. She hated it and had complained about it before, to her surprise no one ever cared to fix it. This put her in an agitated state, which was sure to affect they way she acted for the rest of the day.

She got up, feeling lethargic as she'd known she would, and stood before the crystalized mirror adjacent to her bed. Her brunette hair was in complete disarray, screaming back at her in her reflection. A horrible way to start the day indeed. She waited a moment, knowing her servants would soon come in to fix her up. Seconds later six maids ran into her room, one fixing her bed, two reordering the curtains, and three others tending to her appearance. They had her dressed and polished in no time. She dismissed them as she stepped out of her room and made the long walk to the throne room. One of her numerous servants followed behind her, this was the one that served her at all times. Rosaline kept her pace even as she engaged in her daily conversation.

"Tell me, have my new Roses arrived yet?" Her voice was dragged out and she spoke in a tone that had a dangerous edge to it.

"No, not yet m'lady. They should be here soon."

Rosaline clenched her fist, the blood draining from her palms. "And why not? I ordered for them to be here today! I want them present and ready to be sacrificed by noon tomorrow. If they aren't here by then you can believe I'll make your life miserable!" Rosaline hated when things didn't go as planned, this was one of those times.

She quickened her pace and slammed the doors to the throne room open. It was dark and cold, just the way she'd always liked it. She walked down the red and golden threaded carpet to her throne. Thorns and withered roses decorated it's rim along with diamonds and emeralds. She sat quietly and relaxed into a comfortable position. "Lets start this day." She said with a dark smile.

Miu sat atop a rooftop allowing the wind to comb through her long silver hair. She sighed then gasped as a chill ran down her spine. "Is it time for the new Roses so soon?" She glared at the gleaming moon as she began to plan. It would be interesting to see the Queen's reaction if her precious sacrifices didn't arrive on schedule. She wasn't sure if she could stop this shipment all together. "But at least I can raise alittle hell." She battled back and forth toying with numerous ideas. "But do I want to anger so? Hmm." She held open her pale palm noting that she to would have to feed soon. As she thought she brought a small flame to her hand. "Decisions decisions."

Zeenk sat on the stairs of her grandpa's old house. It was rather large but that was expected from her grandfathers wealth. She started to think about his old stories. She stepped out side into the darkness and began to daydream. She dreamed she was seeing all of the creatures her grandfather spoke of, she dreamed what it would be like to be a sacrifice to the queen. Zeenk sat on the ground, wondering if there was a chance that everything he spoke of was real.

It seemed to be a normal day but something seemed diffrent. It started as any other day. Shien woke up, got dressed, had something to eat bu he hadn't seen the beings he called his parents. After breakfast he stands up and begins to search for them when he hears a ruckus outside. He walks over to the door and...

BOOM

The door flys in and strange creatures rush in. He Jumps out side to see his parents on the ground struggling to fight. "Mom, Dad!" Run they yell as the creature grabs his parents.

Jiya sat up in her bed an contemplated. Another day, like so many others. She had been alive longer than most, though you wouldn't know it by looking at her. She appeared to be in her mid twenties, but she had seen more days than the Queen herself, had in fact served quite loyally to the king before her, until Rosaline killed him. That was what Jiya had thought to be the cause anyway. There was no real way to prove it.

Jiya walked to her mirror and stared at her face. It was the face of a monster. She had no illusion about. She hated herself for that. She was by no means 'good' but she certainly wasn't evil. She had lived many days on the earth, and had seen more than most. It would have been foolish to assume she was an evil being, for she had done more good both for Nzem, and for the humans. She had spent about as much time among the humans as she had in Nzem afterall, and now she considered returning there, and remaining until Rosaline's rule ended. That wasn't who Jiya was though. She stalked over to her closet and began dressing herself.

She knew what she was going to do before she even bothered to contemplate it. She was going to have to help overthrow the daughter of Xeldix, a task she regretted having to even consider. It was going to be hard, and it would take a very long time, but then, Jiya had a long time, and she wasn't afraid of a challenge. She combed her hair and headed out. She was going to have to pay an old friend a visit.

As the creature lifts his parents into the air he yells and rushes in. Shien gets attack by other creatures as the other one kills his parents. "Noo you bastard!!!" Shien rushes at the beast in anger. The creature attacks him and sends him flying through the wall of his house. He lays on the ground unconsious as the creatures pick him up. First sacrifice recieved one of the creatures says as the pick him up and leave.

Miu stalked silently in the shadows. She watched as the first two sacrifices where taken away. Her eyes glinted red as she sank deeper into the comforting darkness that surrounded her in order to let the Hunters pass by without noticing her. She looked up to the full moon above her as she contemplated when to strike. "Hmm four Hunters with only two Roses?" She rolled her shoulders cursing her ever-present indecision. Take them now and ruin their night or allow them to get another Rose first? Miu slide along gracefully closing the distance between her and her targets. Two of the Hunters carried the Roses between them while the others stumbled behind to keep watch for attack. She moved until she was directly behind the back right Hunter and placed a cold hand on his neck. She brought her lips to his ear and spoke in a soothing whisper. "I have not the patience to wait."

As soon as the words slipped from her mouth she jerked her mouth toward the frozen Hunter's throat and ripped into the flesh there. She snapped his neck with practiced silence before moving on to do the same to the second failing guard. By now the two lead Hunter's had noticed that half of their party had been removed. With angry hissing growls they lumbered on at a faster pace. They knew the wrath that would await them if they were to return to the Queen's presence without the Rose's. Miu crept along the rooftops as she plotted the best way to kill the guards without ending the lives of the Rose's as well. Finally deciding to simply take her best chance she shifted into a large cat. The muscles in her back coiled tightly and released with deadly precision, launching her onto the shoulders of the first Hunter. His pain-filled shrieks brought pleasure to her darker side as she tore into the muscles of his neck and shoulders forcing him to release the Rose he carried. The other Hunter snarled a vicious curse as he attacked Miu slashing into her side with curled claws. Miu wheeled on the other with a newfound rage. she lept, crushing bone beneath her paws. She looked into the eyes of the creature for a moment, allowing him to see the rage that would end his life, before ripping out his throat with a blood stained ivory claw.

After finishing the last Hunter she shifted back. A grimace crossed her face as she looked toward the gash in her side. "Lovely." Miu glanced at the Rose's and knelt between them studying the two briefly. "And what to do with you?"

Jiya pulled her hood up over her head, hiding her face, and she made her way through the city to a familiar place. It had been years since she had last visited, decades more likely, and Jiya wouldn't have been surprised in the least if she wasn't wanted there. That was the price one paid for secrecy. If no ones where you stand, they make assumptions. Jiya had served loyally to Xeldix, it only made sense that she would be just as faithful to his retched daughter.

Jiya scanned the surrounding area briefly before making any sort of move. She kept to the shadows, just as she had her entire life, waiting for something to catch her attention. No one was around, and if they were they were being far too secretive to be any real threat. The queens minions were not known for stealth. They relied on fear and brute force to get things done. They were not present, at least not in the immediate vicinity. She walked up to the old house, and tapped gently on the door. She waited there patiently, eyes constantly watching for something out of the ordinary. When she saw and heard nothing she made a bold move, something out of character for her, but she had to be certain.

"Pistis, I need you now more than ever." She whispered to the door. Her eyes darted around, and she listened intently for any response. She would not be so bold as to identify herself. Pistis would have to come see that for himself. She was putting a lot on the line just in coming here, she wasn't wiling to give herself away just yet.

Rosaline nodded toward her advisers, her hair moving in a fluid motion with her movement. Her deep brown eyes almost looked back, a double take was necessary to make out the actual color. She had a small grin dancing across her lips as she stared at the two, her hands clenched as they were earlier in the hall. "Tell me," She began, "Why is it you two can't get one simple thing right? I woke up expecting to find a new pair of Roses waiting for me, instead I hear that they aren't anywhere close to being ready! Do I need to find replacements, because I won't put up with such foolishness much longer!" Her voice had reached a threateningly high note, her hands moving as she talked to emphasize her anger.

With a deep sigh she ran a porcelain hand through her hair, strands falling in her face. "Please just make sure they are ready soon, I can't wait much longer."

Looking over to Exdous as he stood up and turned to his Queen, "We have sent your forces out for the hunt but several... problems have come out. Rebels have seemed to have began destroying them, we get so close and we're cut down but seeing this I have decided I will go out and take care of this personally." Doing a small bow as he looked to Exdous, "I know you are inpatient but we are trying our best even though that is not good enough! I promise that they will be here within the becoming hours. I pledge my faith towards you." Turning his head towards the door. "I will take my leave and be back soon your majesty. Exdous I will advise you stay here, someone needs to guard our Queen and because those flunkies are worth nothing." His robe dangling behind him he walked to the door, not just opening it but he actually walked through it; appearing on the other side he headed down the hall a bit faster than he usually would, knowing he had to get the Rose's before Rosaline threw a fit--which she had all rights to.

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It was quiet where he was, spending time in the celestial realm, not Heaven, but a realm that the darkness could not enter in a million years. Quietly he pondered to himself, unarmored and staring blankly into space as he looked for answered, ways to bring an end to the War of the Roses. Reality took a hold of him as he turned, the lights fading around him as he appeared in the old cottage, wooden floors and beautiful malevolent tapestries on the walls. It was a simple embedded museum as such as so many old arts hung dryly on the walls, even the famed "Mona Lisa"--which actually he owned though Humans only believed they had the original. It was easy to trick them but such pieces didn't belong to the mortals cause they only ruined things. Along the ledges above the painting were beautiful marble-stone structures that held up other several antiques.

A slight holy ring filled the woman ears as the doors peeked open and his hair began to turn as fire as it glowed, looking at her as his eyes flickered that of the pearly gates, "Does Lucifer come knocking?" He asked the woman as he looked at her, smiling in knowings of who she was. "Demon, the Holy Father has no use of thy ways but under law I have no right to kill and bring an end to thy soul. I have learned many ways not to shun the devil though why must she be so cruel?" Speaking about the Queen, "Why have you come?"

Miu tapped her chin thoughtfully as set sat on a low wall waiting for the two she had taken from the Hunters to awaken. Turning her face into the wind she searched for new scents in the air. The only thing she found was the smell of the Hunter's now burned bodies. Glancing skyward she released a sigh as boredom overtook her. "This won't do at all." She narrowed her eyes at the two bodies and contemplated how much longer she would remain. "I'm sure they will be coming soon...more entertainment would be enjoyable."

Shien begins to wake up. He looks up at Miu with his vision distorted. "What... who are you?" He stands up weakend and confused. He had witnessed his parents murder and wanted vengance. He had hated the queen and they way they lived before but now it was personal. The queen must, and will die by my hand, or I will die trying he thinks to himself. He trys to prepare to fight although in his current condition he would be killed easily.

Shien looks up at the new foe but not in terror, in anger.
"Your hunters killed my family. They made it your nightmare not mine. I have but one purpose left and thats not to be sacrificed for some evil dictators insane desire."
He felt his strength come back to him as he spoke. He wasn't going to give in without a fight. Even if he couldn't win he would fight. He would die if he didn't anyway.

"Ahhh you will die." Shien lets his anger get the best of him and decides to attack. "The queen will get no entertainment by me. I will end you and her."
Shien claps his hands together and energy begins surrounding him. "Hasten" he yells as he becomes faster and more agile. He then claps again this time uttering the words "Raiken". Then his physical strength amplifys as he rushes in trying to deliver a crushing blow to the head of his foe. "Die"