The Queen Of Serpents My skin tingled with participation. The hairy creatures ran towards me, wielding their rusty axes. I launched into the air, grasped my sword tight, and ripped the scale-like skin of a Gorc, my wrost enemy. I was ready. Swinging my weapon, I beheaded another disgusting creature. "You will pay." It screeched in it's usual deep, scratchy voice. I took another slice at it's chest. Soon he fell to the ground, weeping. I struck down every body of the Gorcs. "You have grown strong," Queen Mistry whispered. I heard the flowing voice and fell to my knees. "Your Majesty, you have come." I bowed. The spirit-like resemblance of my mother entered the battlefield in her beautiful, silver gown. "Hart Vica, I promised the next time we meet that I will crown you head knight. You deserve it." Queen Mistry sang. I rose my head up and smiled. "But something terrible has come up." She growled,"You will not be crowned, today or any other day in that matter. Hart Vica, you are banished to the depths of the Black Sun!" My eyes bursted red. Anger streamed through my veins. Uncontrollably, I rose up my sword and stabbed it through the heart of the resembled mother. "No!" I roared at her with a quick snap of my voice. The world started to shake and quiver as darkness froze through Queen Mistry's body. "Embereth Mistry the third, I here by banished you to the depths of the Black Sun!" I spat. Dark magic over came the queen's body and she fell to the hot, black earth. "You are the Serpent Queen." she mumbled.