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Cassandra Lightearth

Queen of Fantasim Land

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a character in “Fantasim Land”, as played by PrincessLala17

Description

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Cassandra is a slender, young female with pale skin as white as snow.
She is approximately five feet, six inches tall and she weighs around 130lbs.
Her vibrant, scarlet-red hair is thick and curly, and it hangs down around her chin.
She has big, sparkling eyes that are a luminous emerald-green in colour, which is signature of most Lightearth women.
From her back sprout two large green and black monarchy butterfly wings, symbolising that she is an Earth fairy.
She very rarely smiles, but when she does, people are sure that her smile would be the most radiant, beautiful smile in all the Kingdom.
Cassandra's bow lips are a dark ruby red..

Personality

Cassandra's personality is very undetermined at the moment, perhaps because very few people come to see her.
Those who have seen her say that she is very quiet and not vocal at all, and that she never smiles.
The people of the Kingdom are hoping that she becomes a good, kind Queen, but it is doubtful that such a miracle will come to pass...

History

The beginnings...

Queen Ophelia was an evil queen, a wicked queen, a dark queen, a twisted queen.

Queen Kiara was an evil queen, a wicked queen, a dark queen, a twisted queen. She learned from her mother.

But Queen Cassandra? Is Cassandra evil? Is Cassandra wicked? Is Cassandra dark? Is Cassandra twisted?

From the moment that Princess Cassandra Lightearth was born, her mother and her grandmother have been teaching her their ways. She is taught to avoid friendship and kindness, to make her people fear her, for only out of fear can respect be born.

Cassandra watched as her mother and her grandmother lay waste to the city. She watched people die, she watched as people were executed, she watched her people suffer.

She was only a child, though.

Cassandra was always a quiet child. Her mother and grandmother never knew what she was thinking, but they trusted that her thoughts were dark. Proper, as Ophelia put it.

Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, everyone has a time. Ophelia's came when Cassandra was ten years old. The entire kingdom was made to mourn, though many rejoiced secretly, hoping that Kiara would be a good queen.

She wasn't.

Kiara was, perhaps, even worse than her mother. For another eight years, Cassandra watched her mother destroy Fantasim Land. What was once a lush, green, thriving world became barren and lifeless. A populace who once rejoiced, celebrated, and loved their lives were now miserable and suffering. A world that was once beautiful was now dark and painful.


The Queen...

Kiara was assassinated. It didn't come as a surprise to anyone, though. Rumours had been spreading throughout town of a rebel force preparing to bring down the wicked queen. It was very controversial even among the people. If Kiara was killed, what would happen? Would the rebels bring a new queen to power? Or would the Princess become the new Queen?

It didn't take them long to learn what would happen. The royal army tracked down every last rebel and executed them all. They made them suffer. And then, the eighteen-year-old princess, barely an adult, was made Queen.

So begins...

Cassandra Lightearth's Story

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The throne room was utterly silent.

Too silent.

Cassandra didn't mind, though. She was used to this kind of silence. Nobody dared speak within the castle. The guards stood there, silent and still, fearful of their new young Queen. Cassandra was used to being feared. As a child, she'd always been with her mother or grandmother. Of course, people had to fear you in order to respect you. That was what her grandmother had always taught her.

Cassandra let out an absent minded sigh, breaking the deafening silence. She needed something around the castle to keep it alive. The land was so dark and dismal, but she didn't want the castle to be the same way.

Children. That was what Cassandra needed.

Cassandra almost laughed aloud at the thought as it crossed her mind. Children? Cassandra couldn't have children. Cassandra was barely eighteen. She had plenty of time to spare before she even wanted to think about children.

Her dress fluttering about, Cassandra stood from her throne. Her feet were bare and soundless as she walked across the cold floor to the window that covered the entire wall. She lay a hand on the glass and gazed out at her kingdom.

The sky was dark and ominous black clouds swirled about, threatening rain. Rain was certainly what Fantasim Land needed, though, as it was barren as far as Cassandra's emerald eyes could see. Surely the world hadn't always been this much of a wasteland. Who would settle in a place so lifeless? Certainly not Cassandra's ancestor. Of course, the young Queen's grandmother had told her on multiple occasions that Queen Eve hadn't quite been all there. After all, she had advocated peace and harmony. She befriended her people. Cassandra knew that being a proper ruler required fear and respect from her people, not love and friendship. Her grandmother had taught her well.

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Cassandra's wandering green eyes fell across the stone streets of the city. They were virtually empty; nobody wandered about. Suddenly, movement caught her eyes. She turned her head and gazed into the streets. An unfamiliar figure was walking along. Not that anyone in town would be familiar to the young Queen, but this figure was especially strange.

She watched the figure a moment as it came nearer and nearer. Finally, she realised that whoever it was, they were coming to the castle. She froze a moment. She hadn't received any guests in the castle, so what was she to do? Who was this being? Why were they coming?

Cassandra whirled about and returned to her throne. She sat down, silently awaiting the arrival of this mysterious being.

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Cassandra examined the man closely as he entered. He was slender, pale, and cold-looking...but wasn't she, too? And he was strangely beautiful, Cassandra thought. There was something unusual about him, something mysterious. She was both curious and afraid.

"Hello," she replied in a soft, barely audible voice. She kept her startling emerald eyes on him, despite the nearly overwhelming feeling that she should look away. "Why are you here?"

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Cassandra gave the man the slightest of nods. His answer was hardly what she had wanted, or expected, for that matter, but she would just leave it be. She ran one hand shyly through her short red hair, the curls bouncing beneath her pale fingers.

"And who are you?" she continued, her voice still soft as it was before. She rarely spoke, and she was never quite sure what to say to people.

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Cassandra could almost feel a faint heat in her cheeks as she watched the man bow to her. He was so elegant, so mysterious. She asked him questions, yet his answers were bleak and vague, chilling and mystifying.

"And why Fantasim Land, specifically? Of all the places to go and, er, escape your demons...why here?" she asked finally. That was probably going to be her last question, she figured, unless he said anything that sparked curiosity.

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Cassandra raised a curious eyebrow, her emerald eyes locked on the man. Again, she ran a nervous hand through her short hair, tugging at the end of a vibrant red curl.

"So you are here," she said slowly, to be sure that she understood his words, "to eradicate...your father? To ensure that he dies?" She wasn't quite sure why anyone would want their own father dead. Traitors within the kingdom were executed regularly by her guards and army, which she understood, but not one's own father. She'd never met her father, but she'd always wished she could have.

((Okay, tty tomorrow ^_^))

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Mal walked through the strange town. Its unsually quiet he thought to himself. He finally moved out of his parents house a year ago, and had been bouncing around. His four tails twitched uneasily behind him. His eyes set on one destination. The castle. He could smell the faint trail of a man who walked through the town. Shrugging he strolled down the street, following the scent. He wondered if he should shift into his fox form or, waltz in the castle in his human form. Foxes are cuter he thought as he stopped at the door. He took a deep breath and opened the door, his body slowly shifting into that of a fox. Bones cracking and stretching or shrinking, Bright red fur growing on his arms, fingers dissolving into paws. After a few moments he shook himself off. Everytime he shifted, it felt like a rubber band was being pulled and stretched then back to normal.

Leaving the door open he continues walking through the halls until he spots a woman with green eyes. He stood in front of her and dipped his head, his ears going back submissivly. Might as well show some respect. he thought as he sat down and looked at her. He cocks his head to one side, but says nothing.

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Cassandra's emerald eyes wandered to the door and widened somewhat as she saw a small red creature come wandering in. The little thing looked like a fox, as she'd seen them in books, but it had four bushy tails keeping it upright rather than just one. It dipped its head, as if bowing - which was peculiar, Cassandra thought, for foxes and animals knew nothing of respect. And then it sat down, looking up at her with bright red eyes, as if expecting something of her.

But Cassandra didn't like animals.

She'd never really encountered many animals, of course, living the sheltered castle life she had. All she knew about them was that there used to be many animals in and around Fantasim Land, and that her mother and grandmother had driven out many of them. Although, sometimes, animals had come strolling in and magically turned in to humans. Maybe this funny little creature was actually a human in disguise. Either way, though, she didn't know what it was, and she wasn't sure why it had just come wandering in to her throne room.

She took her eyes off Sepiroth no longer than she needed to, looking past him at the guards placed by the doors and calling out in a soft voice, "Guards, remove this thing from my sight at once." She then turned her attention back to Sepiroth, no longer giving the little animal any more thought as the guards moved forward to do as she wished.

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Mal jumped and barked. He was not going to get taken away. No! Not this time. He ran away from the approaching guards long enough to shift back into his form. Running and Shapeshifting was giving him a headache. When he was sure he was human he stopped in front of her again and bowed. A small gold pendant with a blue ball that seemed to glow dangled in front of his nose. Showing respect, since the kitsune's respectful gesture as a fox didn't work. He looked back at the guards and hissed, his eyes glowing red. He pointed a finger at the guards and immediately the guard burned to death turning to ash. He laughed and turned to the second guard seeming to have fun with his little game. "Look into my eyes creature... see your worst fear come alive." He said in a mystical voice. The ball on his neck seemed to glow brighter as he spoke those words.The guard immediately screamed and ran away. Mal laughed again and looked back to the queen. "Well..... I guess you hate foxes then." He stood there all cocky and arrogant like, "Might want to call of your guard before you loose them all." He dodged an arrow, and gave her another look. Finding some torches he held his hand out to them. The fire, then leaving the torches and circled his hand before becomeing a fireball in his palm. He smiled and made a fist snuffing out the flame, but taking on the strength of the fire.

His red eyes continued to glitter. "I can however do this." He looks at her and examines her, he concentrated on her, shifting into her form. He grimaced as he sucked his tails in. He quite enjoyed them. He looks at her, a smirk upon his face. "I do not wish to cause chaos or fights...for all I want is rest." He shifted back into his form as he dodged another arrow. "Forgive me...but you may call me Mal." He points to his tails that had reformed. "As you can see... I'm a very powerful fox."

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Cassandra's green eyes widened as she watched the fox - man - thing - destroy her guards. If only he'd made them crumble to dust. Dust, she could fix. Ash, however, wasn't something she could deal with.

"Hate foxes?" she asked. "It's animals in general that I hate. Perhaps you shouldn't have come in here disguised as one," she continued snappily.

She stood from her throne, fluttering her elegant, magnificent monarch wings and folding her pale, slender arms over her ample bosom, still glaring fiercely at the newcomer.

"Now, I'd suggest that you tell me who you are and why you're here before I'm forced to use my own magic against you. I guarantee you that I'm more powerful than my guards are, and wronging me won't bode well for you," she continued, her soft voice filled with irritation.

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Mal's eyes shifted over to the man in the room along with him. "What are you strange man? Killing fathers? That's never right." his four tails twitched as another one started to grow. He winced, growing a new tail was always a pain the ass....literally. He crossed his arms thinking about his tails. "Now I'm going to have an odd number with an odd color.. I'll be odd." He appeared 19 in all reality he was at least 400, but anyone who knew a Kitsune...knew they lived to be 900 or longer. Looking at his four tails he sighed, His hand went up to the pendant as he looked at the woman. "I cannot help what I am... like I said, call me Mal." He looked back at the pile of ash that used to be a guard. "Call off your guard, and I said, just a place to stay." He appeared tired, his tails now twitching aggravatingly. "Have you never heard of a Kitsune?" His red eyes glowed, making the pendant glow brighter.

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Cassandra frowned. With its eyes glowing and the pendant doing the same, the thing looked menacing. Almost threatening.

"Never," she said, her voice cold. "If you need a place to stay, there's an inn in town. I'd rather not keep strangers under my roof," she added, annoyed. With that, she sat back down in her throne and folded one slender leg, covered by the long skirt of her lacy green and black dress, over the other. She had no interest whatsoever in entertaining guests. Except maybe Sepiroth. She was curious about him. But of course, she couldn't let that show.

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Cassandra was silent as she watched the man moving towards the door. Her mind was a flurry of debates. Should she call him back and ask him what he meant about "helping" her? Or did she not need help? She had learned plenty from the Queens before her, from her mother and her grandmother. And if she desperately needed help or advice, could she not simply summon their spirits? Of course she could.

"Of course I don't need help," she muttered. "I am a Queen, a powerful one of that, descended from the strongest and most influential lines of fairies to ever exist."

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Cassandra returned her gaze to Sepiroth, her red lips frowning, but curious.

"Why?" she asked in her soft, delicate voice. "What did your father do that is so horrible you need to kill him? If I'd had any father at all, I would be very thankful."

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He snorted and turned around, "You underestimate my power queen" He sneered before giving the man a quick look and walking out of the castle. Shoving his hands in his pockets he strolled down the street. Obviously this place was going to be fun. The queen does not just simply dis respect a fox spirit that is more powerful than her. He turned and looked at his tails, the new tail finally finished growing in, fluffy red with a black tip. He smiled and started cleaning his claws. He had used up a lot of energy showing the queen his powers. Looking down at the grass he was standing in, he slowly sucked the life out of it going from a vibrant green to a dead brown. He stretched as his body absorbed the energy. "Much better." He said happily as he looked at his starball. It was a good thing it was always around his neck... he didn't like making promises to get it back, and he certinaly didn't feel like being returned to the spirit world, too much drama happens there. As he continued walking, he ran into a man with a book in his hand. "Woah! Watch it!" He snarled getting up his red eyes blazing.

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Cassandra gazed towards Sepiroth, relieved that the fox man was gone. She simply didn't have the patience right then to deal with silly animals. She listened patiently to Sepiroth's words and gave him the slightest of nods.

"I see," she murmured. Perhaps the scars and burns over Sepiroth's elegant figure were a result of his parents. She couldn't imagine a parent wishing to harm their child. Though her mother caused harm to many people, Cassandra was not one of them. Cassandra was always spoiled, always educated, and always nurtured with all the love her mother had in her otherwise cold heart. She was like a beacon of light, breaking through the darkness and letting her mother have some sort of humanity left within her. Fairies were naturally good beings, especially Lightearth Queens, but Ophelia and Kiara hadn't been. And maybe Cassandra wasn't, either. "Do you know where in my Kingdom you will find what it is that you need to destroy in order to kill your father?"

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Cassandra gazed towards him, feeling a sadness for him. She felt sorry for him. It was a strange sensation, as she'd never felt sorry for anyone before, but now, she did.

"No, I can't imagine it at all," she said in a soft voice. She decided not to go into detail about how her mother and her grandmother had been a good, loving family. They had cared for her and treasured her and raised her to reach her full potential. It was unbelievable that not all parents did the same. But here he was, Sepiroth, the proof standing right in front of her.

She ran a pretty, pale hand through her scarlet curls, keeping her dazzling eyes on him. "Do you know how to go about finding it? Or need help, or anything?" she asked softly. She wanted to help him. She didn't often want to help people, but Sepiroth, with his mysterious beauty and allure, was somebody she did want to help. She didn't know exactly what it was about him, and she didn't really know what she was feeling, but she had a funny feeling that there was nothing she'd like more than to help him however she could. There had to be some way to find what he was looking for. It was her Kingdom, after all, and if the guards had to tear down the city brick-by-brick, well, so be it.

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Cassandra gave him a slight nod. She'd have smiled, but she really wasn't one for smiling. She lifted one pale hand and snapped her fingers, the clicking sound reverberating around the large throne room. Within moments, a door off to the side opened and in hurried a young girl, barely a teenager.

"Yes, my Queen?" asked the girl, giving Cassandra a polite curtsey.

Cassandra eyed the little girl for a moment before saying, "You are to find a map of the Kingdom. I don't care where you get it from, just get one."

With a nod and another curtsey, the girl nervously smiled and said, "Of course, my Queen, whatever you say." And with that, the girl scurried back out the door from which she'd entered.

Cassandra looked back towards Sepiroth, hesitating a moment. She could offer him one of the many guest rooms upstairs. There were over a hundred bedrooms in the castle, surely one of them would be to his liking.

"Would you like to stay in a room here in the castle?" she asked finally, surprised by her own kindness, but too curious about Sepiroth to send him on his way to the inn.

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Cassandra felt shivers run down her spine as she saw the icy smile on Sepiroth's lips. She couldn't quite decide whether they were good shivers or bad shivers, but she figured it would be best to go with the good option.

"Alright," she said softly. Decidedly, she stood from her throne and took a few barefooted steps towards Sepiroth. Her feet were utterly silent against the floor of the throne room, and her beautiful butterfly wings fluttered behind her back as she moved towards him. He was very tall, and she gazed up at him with her beautiful green eyes. "I doubt anyone will come in here looking for me in the time it takes for me to show you around upstairs," she said softly, figuring she'd take him upstairs herself. They'd find him a room, she'd show him around quickly - all he really needed to know were the locations of his room, the washrooms, and the dining hall, after all.

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Cassandra gave him a nod, her scarlet curls fluttering as she did so. She said nothing else, simply walked towards a door off the side of the throne room, one that would lead into the hallway. She glanced back at him and nodded towards the door with a simple jerk of her head, fluttering her wings.

"There are lots of rooms to choose from," she said softly. She reached out a hand and her pale fingers curled around the knob. A flick of her wrist twisted it and the door opened without even a creak. Cassandra gave it the lightest of pushes and it daintily swung open, revealing the hallway, elegant like the rest of the castle, dimly lit with wooden floors. A few paintings hung on the walls, mostly of beautiful Lightearth fairies resembling Cassandra. Her ancestors, her predecessors.

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Cassandra led him into the hallway. She paused, not liking how dull and dim the lighting was. She gave a flick of her wrist, and a few tiny balls of glowing golden light appeared up by the ceiling, illuminating their way somewhat more. She walked along quietly until they reached the magnificent grand staircase. She gently rested one pale hand on the banister as she began upwards, glancing back down at him. Most of the bedrooms were on the second floor of the castle, so she would take him up there and show him around. She was sure that he would find a room that he liked among the many. There were rooms of all kinds. The second floor was laid out in a 'T' shape, and where the two hallways intersected at a perpendicular angle was where Cassandra's own room was.

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Cassandra gave him a nod. She paused at the top of the stairs so that he could fall into step with her before answering.

"Yes," she said in a soft voice. "I know not exactly how long it has been, but this entire Kingdom was shaped by my ancestors." She ran a gentle hand through her hair. It was amazing, almost overwhelming, to think that she was now part of an ancient legacy, taking up the torch her ancestors had been handing down for so, so many years, decades, centuries, even millennia ago. And one day, she would have a daughter, and her daughter would be the Queen of this place. And then it would be her granddaughter, and her great-granddaughter, and so it would continue for many more years just as it has done for the past many.

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Cassandra gave him a small nod. She liked that he understood. There was, after all, a lot of pressure on her. She knew that the people were watching to see what kind of a Queen she would become. She knew that they were anxiously hoping for her not to become like her mother and her grandmother were, but why do what the people wanted when her predecessors had taught her otherwise?

"There is," she said softly. "My family taught me how to be a good Queen...but I think that the people want something different from me. I'm not really sure whether I should be the Queen they want, or the Queen I know that it is right and proper for me to be." She turned her beautiful emerald eyes towards him curiously, the faintest hint of a smile beginning to tug at the corners of her ruby lips.

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Cassandra was absolutely silent as he spoke. His words were very true, and very wise. She gave him the slightest nod.

"You're right," she said in her soft, lovely young voice. He was very right.

She stopped at the end of the hall, where it split off into two separate halls going in opposite directions. In the middle was a large, elegant door with beautiful engravings and carvings adorning the frame. She motioned up both halls with her slender arms. "You can have any room along here. They're all different, so you can probably find one that's perfect for you," she said, her voice melodic as she spoke.

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Cassandra looked towards the room to which he had motioned, and she gave him a nod.

"Certainly. It's all yours," she said softly, glad to have been of help. "There's a washroom three doors down," she pointed at it. "Would you like to see the dining hall?"