The dark, bleak skies started to shroud the hope as the fey lived in their homes; feeling dark and sorrowful to the brim with Frindle in power. She knew though that it's not going to last forever. She planned and made with her hands a new weapon to her Reign. The Metallic Maiden.
As the days passed longingly and agonizing for the fey, the world turned to the new ways of Frindle. The Sun stood in a dark haze of clouds as Frindle marched alongside the guards she trained dearly to help her or they will die from her hands. The trees turned away from her as she strolled in the many forests to check on the villages to collect money/ valuables. For fun as she does this, she causes mischief by calling out death threats and violent teasing to anyone who even gave her even a single stare that's not out of fear. The stars grew dim at night when Frindle stayed awake but grew brighter as she slept; like if they were coming out from hiding. The ground was sucked away from the nutrition it contained as Frindle strolled on it like if her feet were leeches. The whole world feared her. Well almost everyone. Some fey revolted against her ruling and even tried to get their rivals to join in her rebellion against her. They called upon Rayians (the water fey who bordered where the land is placed), followed by the Melenies and even the islanders, Sanah, heard the news of this new Reign and revolt to the evil fey Overlord.
Of course, Frindle would hear of these plans to get her off the throne for she had spies who "helped" in the rebellion or people who feared her would tattle-tale even behind their friend's backs. Even though she promised the traitors refuge and forgiveness, days later they were slaughtered and murdered by the guards for treason. No mercy was held in Frindle's court to no one. With this in mind, she knew she had to bring fear to her people again.
To the world.
She looked to her power and knowledge of iron, metal, and violence to create something unexpected. In her underground dungeons of her beloved castle, she works in the dark and uses her evil scheming brain to create something so menacing and so vile that with any fey eyes they would be moralized in terror. She made her creature have large arms and hands to grab any fey big or small. The feet had wheels that can appear and dissappear in a compartment inside its foot so it can speed away after any fey who tries to fly away. Its chest is filled with cages to keep fey trapped inside it while it is covered with giant metal plates for coverage against attacks from bows and arrows. It has plates all over its legs. arms, back, shoulders, and has a giant helmet to cover its face. It towered over Frindle at such a height of 20 times the size of any fey creature that even the tall Sanahs would have to stand on their mountains to get a full scale of the monster. Its red eyes were dim, bleak, and held a resemblance to the evil gaze that Frindle had been cursed with.
As she stepped away from her creation, she looked fondly at it. She closed her hands around herself and closed her eyes as she gets sucked away to her memories of her past...
"Mom! Dad! Look what I made!" A small, high pitched voice recalled.
Two lean and tall figures look down to a young child. The child had a look of innocence; something to not expect from the former Villain. The feminine and smaller parent bent down to Frindle and slowly took what is then seen in view a Redwood branch that had a sharp point that could cut into flesh if you weren't being per-cautious. The older and taller of the mother shook his head in disapproval.
"Young girls shouldn't be making weapons. Young girls shouldn't have to think of such violence. It poisons the mind of one and all."
Suddenly, there was a snap of wood and a break of crying as water was fallen to the fields below the young Frindle. She was then taken to the comfort of her mother's hold, but all Frindle did was sheathe with her watery gaze towards her father...
Findle's eyes open as she saw before her hand started to bleed around her again. She examined her hand for a few minutes before decideing to lick the blood. Sorrow. Anger. Pain. She felt them tremble in her mouth and was then gone in a swift motion as she walked toward her new creation. She floated to the chest of the metal monster. Her hands were covered in bluish-purple marks of what meant a warning for her to not touch the metal. She ignored the pain that never seemed to fade as she said with a cold tone filled with dried blood, "Awaken my Metallic Maiden."
The Metallic Maiden's eyes started to glow. Its iron limbs start to move as it hinges made ear-splitting creaks. Its chest makes hissing noises as its inner wheels starts turning. As it starts to stand more noises from its inner structure can be heard.
Hiss. Clank. Clonk. Bonk. Bong. Hisssss.
Its head then turns to Frindle with a pop from its neck joint as it waited for its next order.
"Take out the Rayians. Take out the Melenies. Take out the Sanahs. Let no one stand in your way! You will only listen to me your leader. Your commander! I'm the master of you and no one else! Go now! GOO!!!"
The Metallic Maiden lifted its head up and abruptly turned to a wall. It trotted to the old moldy stone wall, making more noises as it walked.
Clank. Bong. Pop. Hisssss.
It started to push with barely any strength as the wall collapsed, crumbling to pieces at its feet and made a giant hole for the Metallic Maiden to walk through. As the Metallic Maiden little by little went to the further distance, Frindle stood in her place. She clutched her hand more as she felt something inside her starting to rot. She gripped her wrist more. More blood trickled down her wrist to the floor. A voice flooded her ears and a eerie echo of her past overcame her again:
Young girls shouldn't be making weapons. Young girls shouldn't have to think of such violence. It poisons the mind of one and all.....
She shook her head violently as she started to follow her metal destructive weapon to the horizon what she guessed to be the Rayians.