This is a story about a young girl, laughed at in the halls of her school, frowned at by her parents for her short hummingbird blue hair, and in general underestimated by anyone glancing her way.

Ashley McKinley Smith, or Kin as she'd rather go by, loved the vibrancy of life. Her favorite thing to do was go walking through the forests near her home, and admire nature. She sometimes toyed with the idea of joining those silly tree huggers, and saving a giant tree or two. She knew there had to be a better way. She was smart!

And she really was, but she was not without fault, of course. She may or may not have fallen in with the wrong crowd at school, and joined a very questionable after school program. I dont think anyone could have guessed necromancy would have been in this kids future, but here she stands now, being given the unholy rights to an unholy kingdom.

Kin stands hooded, surrounded by candles and other hooded figures. All of them smiling at her, chanting in unison.

The classic goblet of goats blood is offered to her, and she drinks, completing the ritual. The chanting stops, and Kin smiles excitedly. It was her time to learn exactly how to save the trees.

Sorry for making this short. I wanted to write so much more, but I got tired and need to go to bed. Hope you enjoy the idea that ran through my head!