A:N/ I JUST THOUGHT OF THIS, IT WILL NOT BE A DEATH FIC. BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. REVIEW

It was simple. They hated him, they despised him, and they wanted all evil gone. He was only following his Kings and Queen's law. Nothing wrong. Nothing dangerous. Nothing deadly…maybe.

It was simple. The plan was to be executed (no pun intended) at midnight. All of them talked about how they hated magic, how wrong and unnatural it was. How evil and disgusting it was. How could I, a powerful warlock, stand there and listen, as they defamed and insulted my people. My subjects, my loyal followers. The ones who swore allegiance to me.

It was simple. A rope was hanging up behind my door calling to me, the poison was singing songs in my pocket, the knife was screaming in its sheath and my magic shouted. I could feel my people's unease, they knew that something was wrong with the magic in the wind today. It was preparing for a tale of devastation and destruction. It was a symphony of voices. You could hear the unnatural cries of sorrow building. They knew not of what will happen only that magic was hanging by a fragile string. Many druids reached out only to hit walls. They slammed and threw themselves at the wall, but the walls had been cemented for so long now.

It was simple. The bells rang. It was time.

The druids grew more frantic.

Up the steps.

EVIL UNNATURAL DISGUSTING

The coarse rope was over my head.

EVIL UNNATURAL DISGUSTING

My knife cut into my skin, once, twice, and thrice and more. Carving words.

EVIL UNNATURAL DISGUSTING

The poison was dribbled through the cuts and down my throat.

EVIL UNNATURAL DISGUSTING

I made sure the letters were underneath me, I watched the blood mixed with blood drip down.

EVIL UNNATURAL DISGUSTING

I felt the tears run down my face only to drop into my mouth letting me taste the salt.

EVIL UNNATURAL DISGUSTING

My vision blurred, my heart slowed, my limbs felt numbed and my head was hung

EVIL UNNATURAL DISGUSTING

Rope tightened and I let the floor beneath me drop

EVIL UNNATURAL DISGUSTING

With my last breath I whispered "I am happy to be your servant till I die"

Unknown to the man, a king shot up from his sleep, harried and distraught.