Malevolent Beauty

 

(A short story)

The door to the king’s chamber opened slowly , and she entered . Lips red as blood , hair black as night and skin pale as the moon , she is a beauty like no other . A beauty that Gods envy . The guards stationed outside the inner chamber drew their weapons out and stood in a fighting stance . Five trained men against one , would be a easy win for them but not against her . Not against , Yelena ! . She stood and stared at them for a moment . Her lips curled up to an evil smirk and she took her switch-blade out and waited for them to make the first move .

 

 

All five men came running towards her with swords held high , but she didn’t even make a move . They surrounded her and a man in front of her said , “Give Up ! Yelena . And we shall arrest you with dignity .” with a commanding voice . He then said , “We don’t have to make your pale face bloody , Yelena . Do we boys ?” , looking at the other soldiers with a wolfish grin . The others smiled and nodded in agreement .

“Drop your weapon or die “ , he beamed angrily . In a swift movement , she ducked down and circled with her switch-blade making a huge gash in the men’s legs piercing through their flesh . Blood gushing out from the laceration , the men fell to the ground with their backs on the floor , groaning and moaning in excruciating pain . It was like a flower , spreading out its petals .

She moved past them and paced gracefully to the inner chamber where the sick king rests . She opened the door and found the king peering outside the window , leaning on the wall . The sound of ongoing battle and cries of despair filled the room . The King turned around surprised in shock and stumbled to find balance and finally fell over his bed and managed to turn himself facing her . She stood there watching his pathetic state .

“Please leave me ! Spare me ! ” , pleaded the king .

“You know I cant , love !” , replied Yelena .

“I thought you loved me , you were my queen . I trusted you with everything ” .

“You are wrong . You are nothing but a pawn in my game and now its time for your life to end.”

“No ..No ..Don’t their cries of despair , mean anything to you ? ….please ..”

“Their Cries give me strength , love ! and stop begging for your life ”

“You have to spare me , you have to , for all the good times we had together ..you have to ” , said the king , his voice breaking .

“Shhhh ! I am going to make this real easy for you love , just close your eyes and accept your fate ” , she said and moved towards him .

Accepting the fact , his eyelids met and sealed them shut, forcing down the tears from the corner of his eyes . A slight jab of pain and he didn’t feel anything and hot blood gushed out of his throat , staining her hands , red .

“Good bye ! My love !” , she whispered in his eyes and moved out of the room .

There it was , the king’s throne , in all its glory , waiting for her . She walked towards it , the king’s blood dripping down her fingers , staining the marble floor . She crowned herself and adorned the throne with her beauty – her strength , her weapon . She breathed out , and smiled at the cleverness of her plan . All the pain since her childhood , the betrayal , the torture and the loss , has made her what she is – An Avenger , a ruthless one . 

“I have avenged my sisters and my reign of Reyan begins today ” , she mumbled to herself . The taste of power has never been enough for anyone , and its no different for her . The thirst in her for power has become addictive and her story which once started ,to avenge the death of her loved ones ,  has taken a huge turn to anarchy .

Vying for far greater power than this , she closed her eyes , planning her next move .