On Tooth's Act, the Song Playing is Csikos Post
The Moon
It was so beautiful; every night it shined over the dark scene behind it, and sometimes was accompanied by the little stars that sparkled brightly over the night. She felt that it always talked to her. That it whispered silent and lovely things to her. She loved it, the night… because it was so mysterious and beautiful that it made her want to be a part of it.
"Hey birdie! Get yourself ready, the show will start in ten minutes!"
But not like this.
Her amethyst eyes now started to burn, glaring down at the direction of the man that shouted. Her feathers started to stir, she hated when people and men on this place called her with such surnames.
Of course, she knew that she wasn't normal; all her body was covered in feathers of extravagant and beautiful green and blue colors. Her body was a bit normal, wide hips and tiny foot, with delicate small hands. Her 'hair' was a mix of blue and green feathers, and yellow ones adorned her covered ears. But the final touch of her extravagance was her wings. Strange and exotic purple-pinkish wings, the wings that besides of her feathers... made her life a living nightmare.
No wonder why her cage was somewhere secluded from everyone's places. She was something different, she was one of the reasons people came to the Circus.
Her hold of the grills became stronger, her forehead touching one bar. She felt sick. She wanted to get out of there. But no, she couldn't. Everyone was watching her; everyone got the orders to get an eye on her, to prevent her from escaping.
She was a freak, a Hybrid, the strange one, the bird, the fairy, the joke of this infernal place, the golden piece for this people to have success. If she escaped or disappeared… then the Circus was going to fall down in ruins.
They held her freedom, they kept her locked, and made her perform in this place, and she was trapped... forever.
"Oh, why the long face feathers?" that voice, oohh that poisonous and horrible voice
Her enraged glance meets the other female. Red hair tied with a silk kerchief, Arabian clothing of pink silk and golden chains hanging from the sides of her hips and her chest top. Her brown eyes glinted with evil glee.
"Still dreaming of getting out of here?" she crossed her arms, resting half of her weight on one side.
Her feathers stirred again. Her knuckles were now white.
"What do you want Nana?" her voice took an annoyed and dark tone.
"Oh, nothing nothing..." she got more close to her cage "just warning you that I don't want you to get all the spotlight and ruin my act the next week" when she finished the sentence, she got face to face with her.
"What do you mean?" now curiosity was in her voice
The Arabian smirked.
"Didn't you heard? Pitch Black is going to visit Le Cirque, and if an act gets all of his attention, he will buy it and take it all over the world, and HE is going to make it famous!"
She was facing the back of Nana, who was now spinning in her fantasy.
"And? What would you get with that?"
The girl stopped and gave her a dirty look like she had got offended.
"'What' you ask!? Fame, Money, A place in the world, a mark in History! For god's sake it's Pitch Black! The man of wonders, one of the most important people around the world, do you even know how much money he has?" the Arabian asked to her very baffled.
"A lot of money to buy his personal whores..."
Nana gasped at the words of the bird girl.
"H-how dare you!?"
"NANA! Stop messing with the Freak and get your lazy ass down here!" shouted a woman from other part of the camps
The Arabian girl gave a last angry glance at the bird girl and leaved with a 'Hmph' sound.
She rolled her eyes and muttered something incoherent under her breath.
"Hey Thiana!"
The girl now looked at the new person that got near her cage.
An African man with tattoos of moon, suns and stars waved at her. His vestment was a pair of leather brown pants that had ropes at the end of them, some daggers and knifes attached to a belt and a red bandanna over his head.
"Hi Mkamba" she smiled
The guy leaned over the grills, his shoulder rested in the middle of them.
"Did you heard of the fun that we are going to have next week?" he asked playfully, smiling wider.
Thiana rolled her eyes.
"If you aren't talking about Black's act sponsor then no. Everyone is going to show their butts off and I don't see too much fun in that." she said getting up.
"Well I wasn't thinking about the sponsoring thing, my brother's think that is very stupid, BUT ohh just imagine how many acts are going to be ruined for it! Everyone is going to made 'adjustments' and Changes to their numbers, I swear that this visit from Bitch Black is going to leave us cracking" he said with glee and amusement.
Thiana laughed.
"Just one week my friend, one more week and we are going to have a lot of fun! Bets are opening up now darling and you can put your coins in here!" Said happily the man holding a little can of berries
"Oh no, you started already? Mkamba you know that one of these days..."
"Oh Thiana don't go Mother Hen over me 'M going to be fine! It's not like I'll die just making some bets…"
He waited a little and grabbed up two golden coins and tossed them to her.
Thiana smirked and started to play with the coins in her fingers.
"Okay, these ones are from...?" She asked teasing, looking at him expectantly
"The time that you said that big nosed Mumbo was going to fail at the cards trick, Ho! you were right that poor man got running around the center after the French fool set the guy's head on fire" both of them started to chuckle.
Everyone down in the camps were starting to move faster, the African noticing this started do go hill down.
"Whop! Got to go, it's show time!" He shouted from far now.
She glanced down at the figure of her friend, the hill where her cage was, was very small.
The view on the hill was a good one; every section of the big camp was glinting in her eyes. The clowns were putting their final makeup; The Spanish Tamers were adding extra fish for the lions. The Russian brothers were stretching, and making pirouettes. Nana and her sister were counting Rings and preparing the voile fabrics. On other side the bright lights of the torches illuminating the Carp's outside gave her a good look at the people; she could see all the families and children entering the big tent.
She loved the children. They were so innocent, so happy that one wanted to made a life just to make them smile and laugh.
The only good thing of this hellish life, were the children. They were worth every single day inside this place.
Her glance was moving to every family, when… she spotted someone.
A Guy
Blue hoodie with hood up, brown trousers with ropes attached on the legs, but what caught her attention was that he was barefooted. He got a staff that looked like the sheepherders used and it was resting in his shoulder.
She felt that he was looking at her, that the eyes behind that cape were piercing her soul and eating all her being. She couldn't break eye contact with him; she felt that if she looked somewhere else, he was going to keep looking at her.
He waved. That sudden move froze her. She didn't know what to do.
Was he waving at her? Was he making fun of her?
She waved back.
When he stopped, he looked like he was hesitating in something, the hood looked at the entrance and then at her. He signaled her, and tilted his head to the carp.
'Are you in the show?'
She nodded, a little puzzled over the sign language question.
He signaled him, then the entrance, and finally he gave her thumbs up while entering with the crowd of people.
Now that was strange... She got a mysterious spectator that it intrigued her. Who was that guy?
It was almost her turn, she waited in the back of the big tent, two clowns were at her sides watching her. Her hands were cuffed on her back, preventing her to make an attempt to escape. (Like she could…)
Applauses were heard from the inside of the carp. Mkamba got out of it, with daggers in hand. Pleased smile on his face.
"It's your turn my sweet friend, go and have fun!" He said assuring her
She nodded and looked at the entrance. She felt how the handcuffs were removed. Rubbing her wrist she glared at the men and entered inside.
The center was now changed, with different levels here and there, some placed near the seats of spectators, and others in the higher place of the place, and in the center was a pole.
The lights were off, and she could hear children screaming of surprise, she got the advantage of the darkness and got in her mere spot.
"And now ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, our next act is one full of pure fun and wonder, you have to keep your eyes in our next performer, because we got her out of a tale book."
She rolled her eyes at that exaggeration, and got in pose.
"Let me present you to the adorable Toothiana!"
The light shined over her, she could hear the gasp and the amazed questions of the children
'Can you see her dad?' ,' is she a fairy?', 'Isn't she pretty momma?'
A smile crossed her lips; she opened her eyes, revealing amethyst eyes at the spectators. She tilted her head at one side, making her look innocent enough.
That was the signal.
She listened to the beat of the drums and the trumpets, and when those started to play. She changed her poses, in the first end of the trumpets she opened her big wings with her head looking up and body ready.
She started to dance, twirling and jumping in the center.
The firs level came, this one was a tube that had a ribbon on the edge, she flew and landed over it, not before grabbing the ribbon.
She started to make tricks with it, the thin tube of the platform was well placed and it supported very well all her weight, she made spins over it, and when the last one came, she flew to the next platform.
'Woas' and gasps were heard from the children as they saw her dancing at the rhythm of the song.
The opening played again, she made signs with her hands like she was surprised, and looked at her sides, like she was searching for something. The kids now laughed playfully at her movements, and watched how she moved at the third one.
It was like a hook that held the cage of a bird, and it was holding a little center. She stopped here and started to dance, her legs moved gracefully like a ballerina, making quick developps, and then she started to make Fouette Turns.
Her tail feathers started to flutter in the air.
She flew in a wooden base near a lot of children, the kids looked at her in awe, her ballet spins were delicate and every time she balanced her weight in her body, she waved hello at the kids.
The girls were the ones who most stared, the boys watched her with twinkling eyes.
Waving goodbye at them her last movement was a Gand Jeté, and she flew to the last level.
The post in the middle, she landed on the ground and started to make circles around it her making gymnastic jumps, she grabbed the post tightly and started to spin upwards, going higher and higher.
When the tune went to the last beat, she was now in the top of the post and made the finale pose.
A lot of clapping roared inside the Circus, her smile went wider she started to wave at people but mostly at the children, her eyes were scanning everywhere, her eyes shone more at the kids that were waving back, her purple eyes kept moving… until they spotted him.
The hood was down; and she could finally see him, the guy was gorgeous, snow white hair, handsome face, and icy blue eyes, but what startled her most… was his smile. Pearly White teeth were shining at her direction.
She couldn't help but blush. Now everyone vanished from the scene, it was just him and her. His clapping hands and smile were only for her. So she smiled back. Placing one hand on her chest, she bowed down.
Opening her wings on last time for people to admire them, she hovered up over the pole, and made her way to the back entrance. Not before giving him one last look.
Tonight was a success, like all the other ones before this.
The people in the circus were celebrating, everyone was on their respective camp, dancing and having fun.
Everyone except her, She was inside that cage...again.
Sighing, she rested her forehead in the bars, wishing that she was out of that cage. She wished that the people here didn't look at her like she was some kind of beast; she wanted them to at least accept her. Instead of sitting there, she wanted to feel the wind, the breeze of the night, she wanted to touch the clouds, fly near the stars. All she wanted was just one moment… one moment of freedom JUST one moment of normality… just one…and she was going to be happy.
"Well, for a cute and happy dancer, you look quite the prisoner in here"
The voice made her jump in surprise, it was deep and attractive, she didn't knew the holder of that voice, so she went to meet the eyes of her mysterious visitor.
Amethyst eyes meet Icy blue, and with that a blush went right at her cheeks.
The guy, the mysterious spectator, the handsome boy, was here. In front of her, right next to the cage. She didn't know what to do, nervousness started to creep inside of her, what was he doing here? (Wait did he said she was cute?)
Things started to ramble in her mind, but then she remembered that he said the word prisoner. Her look decayed; wings dropped down and feathers starting to look colorless.
"Well... What did you expected? I'm the only Freak here..."
The guy leaning with his shoulder over the bars, crossed his arms. A scowl went into his face; eyebrows furrowing in disappointment.
"Freak?" he echoed her words.
He got away from the bars and stood straight, crossed his arms and put an inspecting glance so suddenly on his face.
He started to look at her; his eyes went up and down, looking at every detail of her, he moved from left to right, trying to look at different sides of her. He even circled the cage. She looked at him confused, what was he doing? She couldn't answer her question when his angry scowl went into a mischievous smirk.
Innocence was painted over her; she didn't know what was happening. He smiled again, that smile that he gave her in the performance, white teeth showing and accompanying that… was a laugh.
His laugh sent shivers up and down her spine; it was a strange yet beautiful and warm laugh, filled with joy and amusement.
"You are the most normal person around here!" he said rising his arms. His mischievous face went back and he said straightly "Everyone down there are the REAL Freaks" he said pointing with his thumb down the hill.
Down in the camp, Phrases like 'who want's other?!', people drinking and other ones doing stupid things were heard.
His words startled her, he said to her that she wasn't a Freak, he was saying to her that she was normal, that she wasn't any kind of animal, it made her feel happy. So she smiled.
"Why do you say that?" she insisted
He rolled his eyes.
"Because none of them had the capacity to make what you did"
"Dance on platforms and poles?" okay that was a stupid question, and she felt embarrassed.
The guy chuckled in amusement.
"Well besides that" she laughed lightly at that "Everything that you did was directed only at the kids! Every chance that you got you made them happy, it's Incredible that you are the only one that thinks straightly in here, after all…" he looked at the carpet, and then directed his gaze at the sky.
"This place is for kids to have fun Right?"
She was now amazed, he was right; everyone in the Circus only did their jobs to get paid, and have one or two other luxuries. They forgot what this place was for, and it appeared that only she was doing something correct.
"So don't think that what they say is true, the only monsters and freaks here are them… not you" his eyes shined.
"Thanks..."
"Jackson" he said pointing at him with his thumb "Jackson Frost"
Jackson, what a beautiful name.
"Thanks Jack that meant a lot to me" she said smiling softly
"Hey, no problem" he said sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck
Silence filled the air; it was a little awkward, but a good awkward one. (Without counting the things that were happening down)
Her glance went to the moon again; she grabbed the grills, and sighed, then looked at him again.
He was staring at her, his smile was a dreamy one, it looked funny on him, this stranger that she had met. Curiosity now went through her.
"Soo... Where are you from?" She asked
The guy blinked, remembering what he was doing, his face was one of embarrassment and his gaze went quickly from the girl to the moon. Taking a deep breath he answered.
"Well... I'm from far away" he said in a calm voice "I go everywhere where I want, with no responsibility, no one after me... for a long time it has been just me and the world"
His smile was a distant one, and his eyes decayed a little.
"Just me and the world" he said a little lower and sad, looking lost at her.
Her grip strengths and her eyes started to get a little cloudy. He was free; he could go where ever he wanted. He didn't have to stay pent-up from the world like her. How unfair, she wanted that, she really wanted that. It wasn't fair… It wasn't.
"How lucky you are..." She whispered
It seemed like he heard her, because now he went back with her. Wide eyes were directed at her.
"Why is that?"
Little tears started to roll down her cheeks. And she looked at him in disbelief
"Because you are free! You aren't held in one place, kept in a cage, or being mistreated by everyone! You can go everywhere..."
She started to sob, it wasn't fair, she really wanted that freedom. She wanted to go away from this place and fly far away, but she couldn't, she knew deep in her being that from the moment when she was captured she would never ever could be free anymore.
Cold fingers lifted up her chin, making her lock her eyes with Jack's. It felt strange; fingers aren't usually that cold; well it's not like she remembered how fingers felt, she didn't remember how a touch felt like, but his… was freezing.
"Hey... Don't cry" he held her cheek with his other freezing hand, making her shiver from the unusual coldness. He wept one tear with his thumb. She felt as if that tear was frozen. Her eyes glanced up to him. He was smiling warmly; and it made her heart race, she felt that she had to treasure that smile… she felt that it was only for her.
"Please never cry, tears don't go well with your pretty face" his voice was now soft.
She blushed; she placed one of her small hands over the one that was grabbing her cheek. An electrifying feeling traveled at all her being, making her heart accelerate more, she couldn't move the wings on her back, and she started to somehow feel naked at his touch. The temperature started to drop down, she could see her breath come in little puffs, she started to feel the cold that was eating slowly her body, she felt that her feathers were useless at this unnatural cold, but on her insides, she felt that she was melting.
She wanted that moment to last forever. Finally she met someone that looked at her like a normal person, someone who didn't laugh at her for being different.
"Okay yeh filthy rats! Time ta sleep, its freezing 'n 'ere! Tomorrow is goin' ta be 'nother big day!" Shouted the man in charge of the place
Both of them turned where the voice came, braking eye contact just to look at the now groaning camps and the lights that were turning off, Jack's expression was sad, and poor Toothiana's was far worst from that.
"So... I guess I should go" said the boy looking down, starting to remove his hand from her cheek. Taking this cold yet warming feeling away from her senses and body.
He turned around, ready to leave
"Wait!" but then he felt how someone grabbed his wrist.
He looked back, only to see Thiana holding his hand with a plea on her face.
She felt a little unsure of what she was going to say, she couldn't think properly, she didn't know what she was going to say, but somehow the words made their way out of her lips.
"When can I see you again?"
Jack was left startled, and froze at that moment, the sweet warmth that the Bird girl was irradiating made his heart race, and the desperate look and tone that she gave him made him think for a moment, No one has ever asked to see him again. Heck he can barely remember the last time someone asked him to visit again.
He blinked, trying to get out from his trance, the camping area was now dark, leaving the two of them only with the tender light of the moon; he watched her one last time. Her face shone beautifully and her feathers looked very soft. He smiled distantly lost on her eyes; he wanted to see her again, his heart started to yarn at her presence, and it told him that he should stay forever by her side.
"Tomorrow…"
Her eyes lit up, sparkling in hope and happiness, a pink blush adorned her cheeks and an adorable smile made its presence on her lips. He was left breathless at this sight while his heart skipped a beat.
"Tomorrow… at the same time?" she asked with hope evident in her voice
"Tomorrow at the same time"
She gave him a goodbye smile. Making him blush…blue?
"See you tomorrow… Tooth"
She saw him disappear in the dark. Tooth huh? She liked it. She couldn't wait to see Jack again. Her eyes were trying to catch his figure, she was very distracted to notice her bareback… with her wings growing slowly again.