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"F-freeze!" a couple of blue-suited men declared, pointing some devices at you that you were admittedly less than familiar with. Half a second later, those devices were producing flashes of light and barking loudly as they flung tiny pieces of metal at you, totalling up to about two dozen each before they seemingly ran out of ammunition. You didn't even bother moving in any way, allowing their primitive weapons to bounce off of your superior form ineffectually, which only served to terrify them more.
Delighted with their growing horror, you raise a hand towards one of the duo and pinch your fingers together, your telekinetic power crushing the fool's body into a twisted cube effortlessly. His partner begins to scream, but you put a swift stop to that by swinging your hand out and decapitating him in an instant. Leaving the two pieces to fall to the ground, you finally make your way into the castle now that your first demonstration is complete.
Exactly as you suspected would happen, alarms begin blaring out within the castle, red lights flashing on and off. Your keen ears pick up the sounds of countless boots hitting the floor, and soon enough there's an entire squadron of ants dressed in their funny little uniforms and wielding seemingly more advanced weaponry, all ready to confront you. You spread your arms wide for them.
"This will be the only chance you have. Those of you who wish to serve your new King, kneel, and I may show mercy." You give them an out. Some of the less confident members seem shaky, two of them even taking a subconscious step back as their underdeveloped minds slowly realize how outclassed they are, but the rest...the rest seem to be rather suicidal, as they all open fire at you. Multicolored beams of light try to slam into you, explosives rocket straight towards your chest, and considerably larger and faster slugs of metal try to prick at your skin like annoying little bees. All of them fail to so much as draw blood from you or bruise you, merely serving to irritate you at best.
Unwilling to damage your soon-to-be new property, you wait until you have everything lined up just perfectly, and start to flick back those metal slugs faster than your targets can even blink. Each of the bullets you redirected pierced right through their new target's skull, leaving them to drop to the floor dead. As the smoke from the conflict clears, you can see that one of the humans actually took your advice, cowering on the floor in a prostrate position as though he was praying to you - the sight makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
"Look at that, Azalea. Perhaps these humans CAN learn their place after all. And here I was worried I'd have to get rid of all of them if they proved too worthless!" You proclaimed, laughing.
"You're a monster! And monsters always get what's coming to them!" The fairy fires back. You scoff at the notion.
"I'm no monster. I hope you'll soon realize...that I'm MUCH, much worse." You reply.
