"Today is the marking if a new era!" , she said. I scoffed quietly and hid under the window, "Yeah right. New era my ass." The Queen sat down on her golden encrusted throne. 'Now's the time' , I thought. 'Kill her.' My wolf said. I didn't hesitate, I quickly notched my special red diamond arrow, dipped in black widow venom and was met with a satisfying click. I then drew my bow so far that I could feel the purple macaws feather tickling my cheek. I drew a breath, and let go. I saw as my feather flew towards the queen at a rate no human or supernatural could see. It hit. Dead center. I saw the once ruler of all beings fall, down to the gold colored polished floor with a fulfilling thud, as her minions quickly ran to her side just to find out that she's already dead. 'You know what they say, revenge is a dish best served cold.' , said my wolf. 'Yeah' I answered quietly, even though I'm talking to her in my head. 'And it looks like I served it well.' --------------------------------------------------- This is a story of 6 special girls, one killer, a playboy, and the one person that can take the throne.