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// Chapter 2; Pain of Failure 
// Story: This Day is Going to be Perfect 
// by Freewing Alchemist P 
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Chapter 2; Pain of Failure

    In the that same night in the same land but in a dark corner, The price of failure was being felt.

    The darkness of Tramper Swamp suited Chrysalis and her minions well. The swamp had many "Natural" twists and turns. The green, gray trees loomed all around. The massive banyan grove trees that helped blot out the sun, their roots strangled any other "Unwanted" plants and gusts from growing. There hive was a massive bundle of dead plants, rocks, tangled roots and their own saliva that crystallized into a twisted maze. Luminescent fungus covered every area adding light where torches just would not do.

    Collapsing just inside the hive  entrance she was exhausted and injured. "Seer," She cried as a small army of workers flooded in and started to attend to their queen and the few warriors that came in with her. She was battered, bruised and without any power, the hand full of warriors that could barely drag themselves up. The rest are lost, I don't care  for weaklings. She side mentally. Chrysalis locked her eyes  on the nearest drown. "Take me to the Seer, Now!" The workers obeyed and carried her away as she bid.

    The Seer's chamber was much different the rest of the hive. While the hive was covered with black and an almost living neon green full of gloom, despair and death. The Seer's chambers was a vibrant brown with pieces of tribal art work all over, a bubbling black cauldron, in one corner  was a dark hole  covered with a mass of spider webs. All manners of medicinal herbs and plants hung from the ceiling.
    "Seer, Seer!" Chrysalis shouted.
    An old Zebra parted the spider webs screen. His main was long and unkempt, his eyes were milky white, he was adorn with rags, tarnished and old jewelry.
    "Seer," She  barked. "Your vision was wrong, I'm injured and my warriors were devastated!"
    Zebra shook his head. "You did not listen to what I'd say and now you think I'd take the blame." He paused so words to sink in. "Did I not say, if you did not love the groom then your plan would be forever doomed." His aged, gravely voice ragged.

    Now that she thought about it... an envision like that would have drown the love with fear. I had rushed headlong into something without studying my subjects thoroughly.
    Chrysalis bit her lower lip slightly, he was right any other time she would have listened to him and his advice would be greatly  rewarded, but she did this time... He was right but she wouldn't  admit it to anyone.
    "Fortune smiles on your brewed a second chance just for you." The Zebra interjected.
    "How so?" The Queen questioned.
    The Seer was mixing something. Turning quickly, the Zebra forced her mouth open and poured the mixture down her throat. The Queen felt her body twist, bend and buckle, there was great pain through her body but she soon was able to stand again.
    The Seer passed several calabashes filled with the same potion. "More brew for your brewed."
    "Excellent after that we begin our new attack!" She cheered with a new exuberance. Or at least some sort of revenge. She thought to herself
    "Not as of yet, you are not set!" The Seer warned.
    "Then when Seer?" She questioned.
    "We must wait to act too soon shall seal our fate."
    "We? You mean me! Why must I wait?" She flashed him a twisted grin.
    The Seer shook his head. “It is time you must take. Not while you are so irate."
    "Fine I'll wait, but it must not be long." She barked and left the Seer's room. She knew that she had to make better plain.

    The old Zebra nodded but said nothing, the Seer watched as she left his chamber. The Seer made a wicked smile. "And soon I will have it all and only watch while you fall.” He looked down in his cauldron. "Trusting me is most certainly a mistake"