As they stepped out into the dark streets facing the broad city, her hunger surged through her veins.
She walked into the road, where a car was speeding in her direction. Up ahead, a little traffic slowed the rest of the vehicles, making this one an easy target.
It was the perfect start for a war.
She stood in front of the speeding car. The driver tried to halt, slamming the brakes, but it crashed right into her.
The front bonnet folded up into the screen, and the windscreen shattered on impact.
Broken glass pierced through the man who had been driving. Blood sprayed across the interior.
In the back seat, a couple who had been indulging in each other, their pleasure now turned to horror, were hurled through the shattered back window.
Their screams ended abruptly as they hit the pavement.
She leaped onto the car's bonnet, plunging her hand through the cracked screen.
Grabbing the driver, she dragged him out with an ease that defied belief.
"Help... H-Help! What are you?" he coughed, blood spraying from his lips onto her face.
She smiled, licking the droplets as if savoring fine wine. "The queen," she whispered, her voice both seductive and chilling.
With a swift, almost dismissive motion, she broke his neck.
The lifeless body dropped from her grasp, slumping onto the ruined hood.
She turned her attention to the carnage she had caused, the scent of blood intoxicating her senses.
The screams of the dying humans around her felt like music, a symphony she was conducting.
This world was slowly becoming her masterpiece of chaos and destruction.
And until the last human drops dead they will continue marching.