Castles Of The Fae

There was seven of them each had a gold crown on top their stupid heads, each different and unique to their territory, each deadly in their own way. It was the worse thing that could of happen, calling upon the district fae council, next thing you know they’d have a creature in here scaring her into talking. Was what happened that severe? How could it of been? Closing her eyes foolishly, Ny-yan let the day come back to her full force, other then that there was no outward signs of her troubles. He had snuck into her room with an illusion spell making him look like any other of the fae’s yet some how Ny-yan saw right through it all. They had met many times on their travels like that with the help of his sly friend named Skimp, who was found under treason and slaughtered soon after. With each trip the closer they became to one another no one saw the danger that the man help talking to the ship’s daughter as long as they both in plain view. It was a child’s romance, nothing more then mindless harmless flirting it was and no one cared or saw the differ.

His name was Chaser and had a voice that could seduce the heavens to bend to his ways, when a battle came between the two clan he rushed to Ny-yan’s side and proclaimed his undying love for her but if his body failed in battle he wanted her to know she’d be the only on he loved. So touched Ny-yan’s will seemed to be broken down at this point and they did the most banished move in the history of pixies and fae’s a like, they made love and brought about a new bliss. Chaser stood up afterward and looked down at his now soul mate fae and proudly showed up his new emerged wings and looked down upon Ny-yan’s frail body as she blushed and covered herself. Then it happened, Ny-yan only heard a crash and fear shook her entirely as she stared up at Chaser who had nothing on still as a fae blade burst through his chest spraying blood all over her face and with a scream she had past out only to wake faintly seconds later. The head in combat fae picked her up in the blanket and rushed to her father who in a roaring rage let out a fire tornado slaughtering a dozen green tinted skinned pixies who never saw it coming. It took a severe amount of pain and rage to build that much power and release it as an element let alone two, it was pretty much against fae law to use it at all. Even now the salty air hung thick with choking dampness and cold. She couldn’t seem to get away from the smell, maybe it’s about time she lived in one of the cities without ships.

Distraught with emotions Ny-yan opened her eyes to see in utter horror her memories being played in the center of the room for everyone to see. Chuckling darkly a black haired gold eyed girl walked past her decked out in heavy chains with two armed guards around her and went right up to the memories, stroking the floating pool lovingly before turning back to Ny-yan giving her a toothy smirk. “My name is Evillynn, and I’m a memory projecting vampire. I tell no lies for I can show no lies, what you see is true my darling Fae court. She willingly cohered with a pixie and willingly gave herself to him.” Grinning even darker she whispered out for only the closest supposed to hear. “Oh and the kicker to all this is she got her being pregnant.” Gasps and shrieks filled the room as numerous fingers pointed at her and began to whisper nasty things. Ny-yan’s own father stood up sharply his eyes as cold as ice all color had drained from his once tan face, he too was chained and with an armed guard. “I disown you.” Turning back to the guard he growled lowly to be taken back to his cell and was promptly escorted out.

Turning her tear filled emerald eyes up at the council themselves she could see the rage and disgust radiating back at her as they watched Chase have a sword driven right through him. Her heart shattered once more seeing the blood trail down the green tinted skin of her former lover. Seeing it in your mind held no candle light to the pain of having to watch it again and Ny-yan sunk to her knees, tears flowing freely down to the marble floor below, slowly lifting her head back up her emerald eyes devoid of emotion as a glass shattering scream tore from her throat. Ny-yan’s wings shimmered brightly before blasting out all around her slamming into everyone and destroying a lot of the room in general. Orders started to be screamed out as guards came in and ran straight at her, while at the same time the vampire who had been calmly standing there let the power hit the chains that confined her before breaking loose slaughtering any of the fae that got into her way of her exit. Blood splashed onto Ny-yan as Evillynn streaked past her toward her exit a whispered ‘thank you’ came from her as on the winds the words played ‘I am in debt to you’ echoed. The world sank to a deafening black as the room caught fire with her at it’s center.