• Outside the compound, sitting from the branches of a huge old oak, her legs swinging, the doll-like girl listened to the conversation intently, a pensive look drawn on her face. “I know that look! Your planning on screwing around with his plans aren’t you?” Said the boy from the ground. “You insult me. I would never do such a thing. I just intend on pushing fate along a little faster than expected. It’s bound to happen anyways. I just decided to make it happen before the boy is old and ugly and smelly like that mean old grump.” “You mean your mother.” “How could—oh your right…never mind.” She floated down to stand beside him. “Come on. I want to make sure everyone is in their correct positions.” She started to walk away from the tree, with her Consort following. “You know your brother is going to hate you interfering like this.” She turned abruptly with anger and power in her eyes. “ARE YOU INSANE!?! Do you really think I’m going to let that little selfish brat destroy this planet?! MY little planet!?! At least I’m kind to the people of this world! He’s going to treat them like slaves! He’s going to use up this world then he’s going to toss it aside like every other world he’s occupied! I will not tolerate him stealing away the last thing I have that belonged to my parents! I will not let him destroy it!” Crystal tears rolled down her cheeks, as her Consort hugged her. “It’s alright, love. I won’t stop you. I hope these mortals you have chosen will help you regain your throne my pretty little Mockingbird.” Mockingbird hugged him tightly and let him go, her tears turned to crystals on the ground. “They will. Come we have much to do.” “Yes, milady.” They both disappeared.