Don't hate me for this Susan story. It really was a lot of fun to write.
After the accident Susan had become so closed off even her friends could get nothing out of her. After a time they simply stopped trying. A couple of years later Susan moved into a house with her husband, a plastic Ken to her emotionless Barbie. During the move she came across a small envelope which, unbeknownst to her, had been sent to her the week before the horrific crash which had taken her family. Seeing no return address on it, Susan opened the envelope and turned the contents out onto her palm. She had just time to see two rings before the world went insane.
Susan awoke in a green wood and lost her head for a full two minutes. In this time of confusion one of the rings fell from her hand unnoticed. As she turned around trying to place herself Susan tripped over her own feet and fell into one of the many pools littering the floor of the wood.
Susan found herself in a spacious, elegant room, the kind of room she had always imagined she deserved to have. Within the room were many beautiful people staring at the stranger who had so suddenly appeared in their midst. Quickly servants came and waited on her.
She received the best of treatment, the best food and the loveliest clothing. The royal family, who were very superstitious, adopted her and gave her a new name so that Susan now had another sister and became a princess of the realm. If she had not been so pleased with what she was given, perhaps Susan would have wondered that the people of this realm were not quite human, but she ignored the niggling thoughts and threw herself with pleasure into her new life. As she ate more of their food and learned more of their magic, Susan’s own humanity faded and one day, unnoticed, died altogether. Susan grew tall, strong, and even more beautiful than she was before.
Her sister hated the new princess, and when their parents died the adopted princess and the natural princess began a civil war for the throne. One day she-who-used-to-be-Susan, for she remembered nothing now of her former life, stood before a mirror and gazed at the pale, statuesque beauty she had become. Turning, the woman walked to the window and stared down at her war torn city. Then the self-proclaimed queen threw her head back and uttered the word which destroyed forever the ancient city of Charn.
"We are armed with the truth. What can harm us if we are armed with the truth?"
"Well, a crossbow bolt can, e.g., go right through your eye and out the back of your head."
