Raya and the Wolves

The white floor pooled with blood. The snow turned red, people screamed and chaos was all around.

Zara walked confidently with a sinister smile on her face. One by one, people fell down dead as she struck them with a blast of crimson power.

“My Gosh, Zara. When you meant taking over, you were actually serious?” Her alibi mentioned, staring right at her with a perplexed look.

Zara smiled wide, taking in the sight of all the dead bodies and the metallic scent of blood in the air. Her plan was easy. Take over all the kingdoms and bring them under her rule.

Right now, she was in the fairy kingdom. Most people were dead and the others were hiding.

“Find the rest,” She ordered. “Tie them up and take them to the castle.”

Like an obedient little person, he replied; “Yes ma'am. Anything else I can do?” She thought of it. She wasn't going to waste any time in taking over.

“Send me a carriage too,” She murmured.

He nodded frantically, running as fast as he could to meet her orders. Suddenly, he tripped over a body, falling face first to the snow.

He groaned into the snow.

Zara narrowed her eyes. “Get up!”

Next, the vampire kingdom.

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Raya tried to focus, she leaned against the wall and flailed her hands. “Duk teh!” She closed her eyes, wishing the red vase in front of her would break.

She opened her eyes. The vase was intact. Groaning disappointedly, she leaned away and walked to the vase. She tapped it with a small, silly pout. “Why won't you break goddamit?”

Neon red energy enveloped the vase and then it broke.

She giggled. “I knew I wasn't that bad at magic.”

The red light beam bounced off the shards of the vase, then to the mirror. Raya eyes widened in terror. She suddenly remembered her witch lessons. They taught her what to do in these situations.

“Zisdeh!" She bellowed, hands stretching to the beam, hoping that the read beam would get absorbed by her. The beam bounced off the wall and went straight for her. She screamed.

“What is this ruckus?!” High Witch Annaise questioned judgementally, her eyes eyeing the screaming, running girl. Sighing, she said. “Ziznek!” In a nanosecond, the red beam was captured by her palms.

“Oh! That was it!” Raya sheepishly murmured.

“Raya! Stop being so foolish! As a witch, you can never forget the words, okay? Clean this up and meet me in my office, we need to talk!”

With an embarrassed huff and forgetting to clean the mess up, Raya trailed behind her boss. Soon they had reached the high witch's office.

"Take a seat'' The high witch ordered, trying her best not to blow up in Raya's face. Raya quickly scrambled to the black office chair. Silence filled the air.

"Raya, you do know what happens to a red witch after she fails to practice magic properly?" She stated. She sat down on her bigger, larger chair, aiming a scrutinising glare at Raya.

With her head bowed down in submission, she replied; "They get banished. " Raya's green eyes met the woman's cold blue ones. "High witch? Are you planning on banishing me?"

For a second, Raya swore she saw the woman's eyes soften. "Raya dear, it's the rules. I've known you my whole life and this hurts to say. But yes, Raya dear, you are getting banished." Raya's heart broke as she heard the robotic voice of the High witch say such a thing.

A witch's banishing was rare as most young witches had mastered their magic way before 22.

Her case was different. Raya's blood turned cold as her body stiffened. She bit her lip, The High Witch was the only person that treated her like an actual person in the kingdom. Most called her foolish, dumb, unfortunate. They didn't understand that words did hurt.

Raya was an orphan. She was found by The high Witch and saw her as a mother. She couldn't believe that the same mouth The High Witch used in telling her bedtime stories would be the same mouth announcing her banishing.

"Oh." Was the only thing she could muster to say, "Wow."

The High witch frowned. "Pack your bags and prepare to leave. I will get you a carriage to take you to the No-man's-land."

Like an emotional switch, rage filled Raya. The High Witch was banishing her? Like this? Dropping her away like trash? No, no, she wasn't having this. Her inner Chaos bubbled inside of her. If she was going away, she was going away with a damn bang.

"You dare do this to me?" Her voice didn't sound like hers anymore. Instead, she sounded possessed. Her red neon magic shone magneficently, shrouding her in it's ruby grace. "Why? You will regret this."

The High Witch narrowed her eyes. "It seems like you haven't learned how to control your inner chaos, little girl. But do not worry, I shall tame it to submission!" Annaise growled. "Iy lur yul" Annaise rose her hands in the air, the earth rose up too, following her hand's movement. "Vectas!"

The huge rocks flew towards Raya and expertly she dodged it. "You underestimate me, Annaise! My flesh has kept me caged for years and I yearn for blood! Yours!" Strutting confidently, Raya recited as though she'd been doing it all her life; "Mundali!" The rocks froze in the air.

The High Witch's eyes widen. "Raya, dear! What is happening? Do think rationally!" Despite her pleading, Annaise twirled her fingers in the air. Electric blue beams followed her movements and then she pointed her loaded finger to Raya. “Duk teh!”

Raya laughed, "Think rationally? You should have thought about me! My feelings!" She snapped her fingers in the air. "Archi!" The incoming blue beam disintegrated into nothing.

The High Witch panted. “Raya! I am the high Witch! I demand respect!" Fear crippled the older woman as she Raya - no, her chaos laughed mockingly.

“You will learn to respect me in death!” Raya's chaos screeched. The High Witch backed away.

“Acki!” Annaise muttered. Raya knew that spell. It was a damn teleportation spell.

“Goodbye,

As she uttered those words, the high witch fell down, blood pooling around her. The broken ground quickly swallowed her blood, mixing it with it's minerals. Raya walked to her, swabbed some blood off the ground, licked it and smiled. "You shall obey me,"

Raya's vision blackened. Blinking profusely, she yawned. Oh right, back to practicing, She thought, finally opening her eyes. She expected to see a vase.

But instead, she saw the High Witch's corpse.