Ch4: The Queen Of Thorns

2068, 2 years before the war was announced, Seattle, Washington

"With the rebellion gone forever, I can build this place up, just to take it down!" The woman chuckled, her long brown hair swaying with her steps. "A perfect plan" One of the apprentices stated, trying to suck up to the woman.

This woman was no softie, nor did she appreciate getting sucked up to. This woman was not named the queen of thorns for no reason. She seems very naive and beautiful, but really deep down, she has manipulative and dark tendencies.

This apprentice boy was surely going to feel the wrath of his beloved queen.

She walked next to the blond haired boy. "I know its a perfect plan you idiot! You speak when spoken too!" She stated, slapping the boy across his face. He yelped with the pain, never thinking such a frail body could deliver such a painful slap. "Now go watch over the prisoners!" She yelled, watching the blond haired boy scurry off.

Yes this was the 21st century, but she loved the authority and power she held being called the queen. She did not like the term "President" so she went with the next best thing. The Queen Of Thorns.

Hours later, at the "town square" which was by pikes place market, Seattle, Washington

"The rebellion is striking again, and I dont want my arm- our kingdom to fall at the hands of fools!, will you fight with me? Or die at my hand." She snarled at the people gathered in the square. "WE WILL FIGHT!" Many yelled, but just a tiny girl in the back stared at the queen. "I would rather die at your hand than fight the good guys" The little girl retorted, leaving the queen speechless.

"Have it your way, Kid" The queen snarled, as her guards dragged the girl away, and a scream filled with sobs echoed through the roads.

"Anyone else?" The queen spit out in a angry tone, mutters came from the people. "No.." Was the last words said By the people that dreadful night.