The Royals

They were my puppets and I was to do what I wanted with all of them. The jury started to scream in high pitched earsplitting voices, as they began turning on each other, ripping out each others teeth, using chunks of wood to repeatedly stab each other while their crimson blood squirted and stained the walls. I laughed in menacing joy.  All of the sudden, the air started to buzz with a high frequency of noise, the doors flew off and my dearest Marcus burst into the courtroom in all his hellish glory.
Read with caution! This story contains a lot of violence and gore, as well as sexual content and language.