The Fifth Daughter. (A RWBY Fanfiction)

Chapter One.

How could he? How could he betray her like that? He tried to take their daughters away from her!

And now they really are gone... Torn from life. The blast was so powerful it took four lives, her children's lives, and shook the earth, their once beautiful home is now a pile of rubble, scattered around the land.
She towered over him, the man at fault, the man who once ruled over Remnant like a king, the father of the once living princesses, Ozma. The man she now hated.
She cared not for him any longer. All of this could have been avoided if he just listened to her. She stomped on his chest to keep him from escaping, blood pouring out of him, he stared into her red eyes with dying mercy.

"We finally had freedom." She said, laced with hatred.

"I-" Ozma's last words were suddenly silenced as a golden flame engulfed him, death welcomed him once again with open arms. Salem didn't even want to hear it. She wanted him to burn, and he did just that.

She set him on fire.

She walked away from the flaming, charred corpse that was once Ozma. Her lover, her king, her everything.
Now she had nothing, but she wouldn't let that phase her. She's still a goddess, still the queen. Remains of her once beautiful home shall be rebuilt back into the castle it was, the shattered moonlight on her head was her crown, the land of darkness was her Kingdom, the Beowolves were her underdogs, the Nevermore's were her air raid, Ursi and King Taijitus were her ground troops.

She was Salem, The Immortal.

Salem, The Destroyer.

But she won't rule Remnant alone.