High above the massive world of Transformice, was a glorious palace made of clouds.
There lived the most magical mouse in the land; the Shaman Goddess.
Her golden hair shone like stars. Her beautiful feathered wings shimmered and sparkled.
She was the queen, the mother, and the only mouse the messed up mice of transformice would listen to.
She watched over every mouse, while they all murdered each other. When a mouse died she turned it to bubbles and brought it to her palace. They then had tea, and with a ringing sound she sent them back to Transformice with her magic.
She loved her mice. The way they trolled, danced, and murdered brought a happy feeling to her heart.

The Shaman Goddess was lazing in her throne, when suddenly her palace door sprung open.
A night black mouse stepped in. His eyes were hidden by a red mask.
He smiled, showing blood caked teeth.
"No, not you. Anyone but you," She gasped.

"WHERE IS IT?!"
Nubs was awoken by a scream of rage.
Nubs was a white mouse, with a brown spot around his left eye.
Uh oh, Nubs thought. Glorias angry again. Gloria was Room 501's Shaman. She was attractive with her purple feather, but with a mouth full of daggers, and the temper of a rattlesnake
Nubs peeked put of the bush he was sleeping in to see what had set her off this time.
Gloria's shaman tattoos were bright red, which happened a lot whe she was angry. She was a wingless shaman, which wasn't very uncommon. She had a knife in her hand and looked murderous.
Nubs saw that most of the other mice had fled into the bushes, and some even were hiding in trees.
One mouse, either the bravest or the stupidest, came out from under a bush and asked, " Where is what?"
The other mice gasped. Gloria glared at him.
" WHERE IS WHAT?! WHERE IS WHAT YOU ASK?!" she screamed.
Gloria raised her hands, and with a flash of purple light she teleported to him. Luckily for the mouse she had dropped the knife.
The mouse tried to retreat back into the bush, but Gloria grabbed him by the neck and started shaking him. Nubs covered his ears preparing for the outburst.
"MY COOKIES ARE WHAT, YOU LITTLE RAT! YOU FREAKING PIECE OF---"
Gloria stopped in mid-sentence, gaping up at the sky.
Nubs looked up also, puzzled at what could of shocked someone like Gloria. He gasped at what he saw.
It was Fee, one of the Shaman Goddesses messagers. She had a bright blue feather and wings. She went around transformice spreading news
But something was wrong, her right wing was bent awkwardly.
Suddenly she fell and dropped to the ground like a rock.
The other mice, along with Nubs stood frozen, then started rushing towards her. Gloria came over, looking startled.
Nubs saw why Fee had fallen. Her right wing was streaked with red. Blood pooled around her.
"Shaman.. goddess...stolen.....cloud palace...fallen.." Fee gasped.
Then she noticed Gloria.
"G-gloria..." she choked. "Take...my...wings...and..tell..them,...tell...them..shaman...goddess...stolen.."
She reached out. Blue magic flowed from her to Gloria. Nubs watched astonished as Fee's wings faded away, appearing on Gloria's back.
Fee didn't move again.

"Stolen," the other mice whispered.