If my people won't fight this war, then I shall fight myself. If I should die, it will be for my family, for my empire, and for my stars.
Your daughter, Nicolette.
A dim light shines from a tall and graceful figure running from the city of Conrinthia, a fairly large city located on the outside of the heart of the Dark Empire. It was a young girl, with blond hair and a graceful walk....or, in this case, run. Her indigo purple eyes were glowing with fear. Running almost as fast as sound itself, it was catching up with her. There was no exit out. Light was lighting up the city, and the people were locked in. This thing wasn't here for money or revenge, it was here for death. It shone a bright white light, and acting as a shield would, blocking its enemies attacks. The young girl, still racing for her life, closed her eyes and the light was no longer blinding.....to her.
She could make out the shield. It was made of tiny shields itself, in the form of a square. She had never had fought against one of these in her training, nobody had even spoken of this....thing. The light shone right down upon her, causing her to grow weary, and her legs began to fall out from under her. She turned her head, now covered with a cloak, to see the tiniest of fires in a dark alley. This is what would save her.
~Nikki
Subject: The Fire Queen Ch.1 
