Royalty

Chapter 1: The Letter

A.N. I think about ideas, I write ideas. Simple. Don't worry, though, I'm going to update my other stories too.

In the deep part of the world, known as the Ghost Zone among humankind and Infinite Realms by its inhabitants, was one interesting place. Unlike the most, it wasn't just a rock, floating in the neverending space. No, it was covered in the thick, almost unpassable lines of trees, which was unusual, because it looked like there was every single kind of trees, standing together in a strange, yet beautiful harmony. However, not many ghosts dared to trespass, or, heaven forbid, pick even one flower from the ground. They know who is the owner of this place, and that he isn't the most pleasant person almost to everyone.

But, besides the owner, there was an inhabitant, despite what most people thought. She was currently sitting on a tree branch, reading one of the books she managed to get from one strange librarian owner. The girl had long raven hair and forest green eyes. She was wearing green leaves dress, with no shoes at all. She was about sixteen years old.

The girl couldn't help but notice an ominous feeling in the air, she had never seen this before, and even sky looked darker than usual. Plants around also seemed to react. If only she knew the reasons, maybe she would be able to help them, but her father has gone somewhere, and he could tell her why. When the girl turned over the page, she heard recognizable voice.

"Samantha!"

She turned to the source of the voice. It was a figure, his body was made entirely from vines, with an exception of few body parts, which were made from other types of vegetations. He had a beak instead of a mouth, with glowing red eyes.

"Hey Papa...what's wrong?" Samantha, actually Sam, only her father could call her like that, asked, seeing a worried expression on his face.

"Get down, quickly," Sam did as was told and climbed down from the big tree easily. She hadn't lived in the forest for nothing, "follow me"

"Papa, what happened?" She asked again, trying to understand the reasons of such hurry.

"A terrible thing, terrible thing, indeed," Undergrowth answered, "someone was actually mad enough to release him"

"Who?" She was afraid she knew the answer.

"Pariah Dark"

Sam covered her mouth with a gasp. Every ghost knew about dread king, including her. Her father told her the stories about Pariah when she was younger. Actually, unlike the most, Undergrowth was old enough to witness Dark's tyrannical rule. Millenias have passed since the Ancients have locked him up in Sarcophagus of Forever Sleep. And if he has returned...then they were doomed.

-Two days later-

Sam was confused, and her father was as well. Because as suddenly as the darkness appeared, it vanished. She couldn't understand the reasons of such abrupt change. Little did she know, there was more to that. Then there was one unexpected thing. Someone actually dared to trespass.

A thin, blue skinned man in blue postman clothes and a bag on the side, gulped before entering the forest. What a vague directions he was given, that's just wonderful. 'Search for him in the forest,' he was told, perfect. Nevermind that almost no one got out of there unscathed. At least they weren't ended. Like that was very comforting, the postman envied his colleagues, one was sent to FarFrozen, another to Pandora's realm. At least he wasn't sent to Aragon, which ruler had a very...dragonic character, and he was certainly thankful that Vortex wasn't on the list.

The forest was quiet, which was to be expected, Undergrowth doesn't like animals much, it wasn't hatred, but he didn't have any sympathy for fleshwalkers. The postman was looking around, without noticing what was under his legs. He suddenly tripped over the tree branch and fell on the ground with a loud yelp. That certainly called an attention.