"Ahhh, I missed full power."

Cyreina stretched, popping various bones and machinery.

A very messed up world surrounded the shadow Queen; one that needed to be taught.

Everything was so corrupt and wrong...this wasn't insanity.

This was just bullshit.

"Hm, where do I begin?"

She would need Pistol and Rietta there of course, they were her best friends.

The girl cast a look at Ki who had made an entrace from her top hat, "Do you think anyone will notice the difference?"

Ki gave her an incredulous look, "Uh...I'm sure no one will notice the straight jacket...or the muzzle..."

Cyreina stuck her tongue out, or would have if she really hadn't...been..in a muzzle.

If anything, she was a combination of various horror movie icons.

Dressed in shredded cargos with all kinds of animalistic tears and cuts through them.

A muzzle like Hannibal Lector wore only with a few nails protruding from here and there.

Various weapons of bloody destruction strapped to loosened loops of a bloody straight jacket, so badly torn it was kept together only by chains.

Don't we all just love the little pyscho?

"C'mon Ki, I really need you to help me! You know my voices never agree!"

The cat gave her another snotty look, "...Ugh, How did the big guy ever convince you to become insanity?"

Cyreina blinked, "Uh...I think we all drew straws...First I was darkness, but humans mistook that for evil so Satan took over that. Than I became Death for awhile, but I owed Grim a favor, so we switched and I became insanity."

"My God, your stupid," Ki told her bluntly.

She gave the feline a look, "Well, nothing you say can hurt me so mleh."

A moment of silence, than, "Fine...you liberal hippie."

The shadow manipulator gasped in hurt, "WHY WOULD YOU EVEN SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!?! YOU KNOW I HATE PEACE!!"

With that, she ran off shrieking, not exactly remembering the rules of not attractin attention.

Ki sniggered and cattily walked after her.

"Ha ha, those two words alone seem to be ten times worse than the F word to that woman."

Pistol raised an eyebrow, "Well duh, course we'll help you conquer the planet."

Cyreina clapped happily, "Excellent! Now I can finally try out this new crossbow."

She raised her arm and the mini arrow accidentally went flying.

"Ooh! Sorry Zo!"

The zombie shrugged and handed it back to her, "Happens all the time."

Rietta rubbed her chin (the mask's chin) "Hmm, well you'll need the support of some of our darker creatures, seeing as that is the kind you attract."

Blinking, Cyreina gave her a hurt look, "Well...I can't help it if dark, wicked things see me as a drug."

"If Zo will help, you've got the undead vote. Ihiro can drag in a few archangels and a few drunken cherubs...Hmm, Pistol can-pretty much do nothing-"

"Hey!"

"Cyreina, dear, do you think you could get a vampire Lord? Possibly an Incubus too, umm, maybe a few demons...?"

Cyreina shrugged, "I dunno...I'm not really popular with all the sophistcated vampires. I do know Dracula though! In fact we went to prom together, so maybe."

Pistol just shook his head, "Hoo boy, I can't imagine a deity prom..."

Rietta smacked him with a newspaper, which made no sense because everything was so supposedly Medieval.

"Well try. Now, I can easily get a bunch of mercenaries and thugs seeing as I am one. Pistol, you could probably round up a posse of male sluts. Let's just get whoever we can, comprehende?"

Everyone muttered back something.

And the carnage begins!

To be continued...

This will have a sequel called, The shadow looney.

It should be out soon, so until than!

Also, have any of you been wandering why Cyreina is so looney?

Well, if you want the answer to that, I'm writing a journal of her life so you can all see for yourself why she's such a little pyscho.

Wee?