The Red Death

the beginning

No one in their right mind would have thought that they'd live to see the day that the prophecy of The Red Death would come true. The blood red sky seeped into the night, the moon covered with clouds to hide the imminent dread that everyone would soon feel. The rise of the the prophecy and the one cursed with this dark nature would mean that the world they know and love, the people, the culture, everything would come to an end, and all the hands of the prophesized.

To speak of the prophecy and who it might be was to wish that the dark days would come and everything would be brought to an end. Many thought it would be someone already evil, that the universe would make it so that the bloodline of an evil witch or even a vampire would be their end, but instead it was the last person they'd ever think about.

Their princess.

Not a soul in the kingdom knew what day the young princess was born, only the mother and father, and very few hand maidens that were there at her birth knew of what she'd become. The light of the moon, the shadows of the clouds and people standing around watched as the new born baby opened her eyes for the first time, only to be met with a sickening red, the only red associated with The Red Death. After blinking once her eyes shifted back to a normal color, a dark brown that looked like that of fresh cacao beans.

The night was silent after her birth, not a word was spoken outside of the queen's room. If word got out of what the princess truly was, then the people and fellow kingdoms would call for the execution of a baby, an innocent child that laid victim to a centuries old wives tail. The gathered would be asked to remain quite about the girl's future, especially since it was pretty obvious that she would become this wicked creature that they all have to fight against in the future.

Amongst those who knew was a spy for the Shadow Witches, who told them of the princess's birth and that she showed signs of being the one the prophecy was about. The witches used this to their advantage, starting their praying rituals to the girl, always prepping for her arrival, and spreading the word that the prophecy was true and would be starting soon.

Rumors spread, fear rose, and plans were made. The identity of the person was not released, for the Shadow Witches didn't want anyone else getting their hands on the girl, she was theirs and theirs alone. Or that's what they believed at least.

It was the beginning of everything, the beginning of their end and their demise, all at the hand of their beloved princess.