My Deadly Raven (MercyKill)

CH 1 | A Mystical Land for All

In a land far away, there is a world of magical creatures. Fairies, Ravens, Humans, Butterflies, and all others types of fantasy creatures. All of these races live in harmony, at least for the most part. There are small rivalries and things like that, but for the most part everyone lived in harmony.

In the snowier lands of this mystical world, lives the Sugar Plum Fairies. They are, of course, fairies, but they are special as they are the highest regarded in the land, with everyone being kind and helpful to them as they basically control all of the winter lands. The most loved one of all was one Angela Ziegler, the queen of the Sugar Plum Fairies. A beautiful fairy with the most majestic wings that any creature had seem. Being the Queen of all the fairies, of course people were going to want to be around her and be kind to her except for one clan. 

The Nevermore Ravens.

A once large and feared clan, in recent years the clan has dwindled in numbers over the years. It was something that the Raven's were mocked and jeered for, causing them to grow much more hostile. The main one doing this being the former queen of the Sugar Plum Fairies, Moira O'Deorain. She was one of the fabled dark fairies, and was known as the cruelest to ever rule the Sugarplums.  O'Deorain ruled with an iron fist and not many lived to rebel against the powerful fairy. She eventually came out of power after the birth of her daughter Angela. With her birth brought a wave of good fortune that was with the fairy now, 142 years later.

It was a day like any other in the snowy lands of the Sugar Plums, Angela sat on her favourite stone and sung to herself. She was worried about the fairies today, as they were going to have guest from the junkers coming to see them. It was a treaty signing of the two leaders, herself and King Jamison. He was a scary man and she hoped he wouldn't bring trouble for the Sugar Plums. The stress was weighing her down and she needed just a small bit of tranquility to sweep her away. Taking deep breaths, she enjoyed the crisp, cool, air of the snowy landscape with great joy, slowly drifting into a calm and peaceful nap. 

In the distance, there sat a quiet and dark figure. Covered in unsightly black feathers and eyes that glowed a sadistic dark purple. The man when by the moniker, 'Reaper', his real name not known to many elders in his clan, not that there were many to begin with anymore. The Ravens had sent him with a mission to take out the queen and reclaim their power over the lands. Reaper blindly followed as he would any other orders he got and now was stalking to majestic woman, waiting for his time to strike.

As soon as he was sure that Angela had fallen asleep, Reaper flew down and looked at the queens body. He thought to himself,

"She looks so at peace...such a shame she must die..."

Looking down at her, Reaper slowly stroked her hair and cheek, taking in all of her features. Her soft porcelain skin, her long cyan hair, and most of all her beautiful and sparkling wings. The dark bird as stunned at all of the regolness and beauty that could be in one fairy. It made something inside of his cold, long dead heart beat... for the first time in his long life-span, he has felt his heart skip a beat. It frightened him, so he was taken more aback when in that instant there was rustling close to where the two were. Not wanting his cover blown, the raven flew back up to the concealed ledge he stalked from.

What he saw next was one of the most rare things in the world, a human came up to the rock and picked up the fairy woman.