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madahlenasqueendom · 6 years

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Claiming my Throne

Okay, this will probably be the best chance I’ll have to do this for a little while. Mahmen is at work in the clinic, and Alyne is working off some of his grief and frustration down in the gym. I grab my phone and shoot off a group text, then close my eyes and dematerialize.

Appearing in the woods just outside the entrance to the “monastery” that hides the entrance to the symphath colony, I take a deep breath and reach for the calm, the strength and power I would need to show every moment I’m in there. Any sign of weakness, and my symphath brethren would most likely rise up and rip me to shreds in a moment. Then, with a power void at the very top of their societal pecking order, who knows what would happen, what they would do next. They might even decide to go after Al, to be sure that my father’s “tainted” vampiric bloodline would never again hold their throne. I can’t allow that. I have to gain control of the colony and get them under my rule. Now.

And then suddenly, I’m not alone. Xhex and Andra appear to my left, Trez and iAm to my right. They all look at me.

“You ready for this, girlie?” Trez asks me. I see the belief in me they all have, but I know they’re all worried too. I saw their concern for me when I approached them about coming with me tonight. I was touched by it, but not at all surprised. After all, Xhex and the Shadows has been friends with- all but family to- my Dad for decades before I was even born. So I knew they thought of me and Alyne as a sort of honorary niece and nephew. And Andra was basically a cousin to me and Al.

“Yes. This needs to be done, so I don’t have a choice.” I nod “Ok, let’s do this.”

iAm speaks up. “Do your thing, Maddy. You got this, and we’ve got your back.” I smile at him, then the other three.

“You always have.” I straighten said back and start walking towards the front door, knowing that the Shadows would smoke out and stay close to me all throughout the place, hiding in the shadows (haha). Xhex and Andra, meanwhile, would be hiding in the trees near the entrance, keeping tabs on my emotional grid. If they sensed I needed help, they’d be inside in a heartbeat, guns blazing.

As I make my way through the colony I send out a mental call, compelling every symphath to come to the throne room. I stand on the dais and watch as they all file in and line up.

“Your Highness,” A male in the front row speaks up. “May I ask why you have summoned us here?”

“I have come to tell you that there’s been a change in leadership here. I am no longer your princess. My father is dead, so I am now your queen!”

The male standing beside the first one who’d spoken pipes up. “But that’s imposs-”

“Impossible? Not at all.” I reply, cutting him off. “My father named me his heir, and I know he made it clear that I, as his firstborn blooded young, was to succeed him. And just in case you think that my- how shall we say this?- my excessive vampiric heritage is a hindrance to my holding the symphath throne, allow me to give you a small demonstration that will show you that you’re very mistaken.” Reaching into the mind of the male who’d objected as Dad and Xhex had taught me, I dig around until I find his biggest fear: drowning, thanks to a trip through the ice of a nearby river when he was very young. My vision warping and going red tinged as I work, I trigger the memory and bring it to the forefront of his mind, keeping him immersed in it until it’s all he can feel, see and hear. Soon, he is lying on the floor, flailing around like he was trying to punch through the ice, gasping as if his lungs really were filling with water, desperate for air. Before he can pass out or have a heart attack or something, I release him. He tries to stand up again, but falls back to his knees, trembling. Fixing a cold, almost cruel smile on my face, I look around and note that every other symphath seems to be almost as frightened of me in this moment as the male I’d made an example of was. Excellent.

“Let there be no mistake here, people. I AM my father’s daughter. Need I remind you what he did to the former princess when he took the throne?” I see and feel a ripple of panic and terror go through the whole group. After all, my father had ruled them for several decades- nearly a century. I knew that even those who hadn’t actually been in that chamber- or maybe hadn’t even been born yet- had to know the story. “If he was willing to do something like that to his own sister, do you honestly believe that I would hesitate to do similar- or perhaps worse- to any one of you?” I noticed my victim trying to scoot further back into the crowd, probably trying to get out of my direct line of sight. Wise male. They really wouldn’t like to know just what I was willing to do to protect those I love.

I reach down inside myself for strength, and use my vampiric heritage for an extra power boost, just like my father once told me he’d done when he did this. He’d been a bonded male protecting his mate, and I was thinking of my mahmen as well. My brother. Aunt Bella and Uncle Z, Nalla and LW. Everyone else I knew and loved in the outside world. I had to protect them all. If I failed in this, my four companions would most likely die with me here tonight, and then as I said, no telling what the sin eaters would do.

I reach out with my mind and- oh yeeeeeah baby, here we GO! My vision flattens out and goes completely red, before shifting to purple. I touch the mind of every symphath in the colony, imprinting every last one of them with the knowledge that I could make them do any little thing I wished. They were my puppets, and me? Well, I held all of their strings. I also branded each of them with the conviction that I intended to rule them just as my father had, and had every intention of doing whatever I needed to- absolutely anything I needed to do- in order to keep my throne. Anyone who thought to challenge me had best ask themselves first if doing so would be worth losing their lives. (An especially frightening proposition for them, I knew, since symphaths raised in the colony don’t believe in any sort of an afterlife at all.)

Almost as one, every symphath in the room bowed to me, staying low. I knew that they feared me, and would obey me and follow my rule, as they had my father. For now, anyway. Releasing them all, I instructed them to go about their days, resuming the tasks or activities I’d interrupted with my arrival. They all filed out of the room, and as soon as they were gone I left. Walking back outside to where Xhex and Andra were hiding, I lean back against the tree trunk and tremble a little from the nerves I hadn’t been able to let myself feel while inside the colony.

“I really did it.’ I say, as Trez and iAm resume corporeal form in front of me, and Xhex and Andra drop down from the branches they’d been perched on. “I almost can’t believe that I actually fucking did it!”

“I knew you had it in you.” Xhex says, giving me her classic smirk. “Your Majesty.”

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