Disclaimer: I do not own A Great and Terrible Beauty or Rebel Angels.
She was standing in the garden alone. The beautiful garden was fully in bloom, with gorgeous violets, roses, daisies and many other flowers. It was the first time she was in the realms without Gemma, even though she was dreaming.
"Felicity… Felicity…" Someone is calling her name, and the sound echoes through the garden. The voice is familiar, but she can't place it.
"Felicity, darling, there you are!" A beautiful girl with violet eyes, ebony curls and an ivory complexion walked over to greet her. There is a crown of fresh violets in her hair. It's Pippa; brought back to her full glory.
Something is wrong. The last time she saw her, Pippa was running off to the Winterlands. Her soul was corrupted, and she would never cross over.
She forgets this. Either she doesn't want to remember, or she has no control over forgetting. Pippa and her sit on a bench amidst the violets; chatting as if the last time they had seen each other, nothing had happened.
"Fee, come with me. There's something that you should see, darling," Pippa says to her, smiling.
She follows her. Pippa leads her to a place unknown, as they follow a path that Gemma never took in the realms.
Slowly, the sun sets and the sky turns a blood red. The plants, formerly lush and colorful, begin to fade and wither. The air becomes colder. Finally, a lone tree stands in a land barren of anything else.
It starts to scare her. "Pip, where are you taking me?"
Pippa smiles. "We're going to a place where you can enter the realms by yourself. Then, you'll no longer have to rely on Gemma. You can have your own powers, and we'll never be separated again."
"But why here?" she wonders aloud. The place looks oddly familiar, and it occurs to her that she should leave. However, the promise of her own magical powers hits a nerve. She could be more powerful then Gemma.
Pip holds out an amethyst colored gemstone. It glows strangely; making her nervous. "Take this, Fee. You'll have all of the power you want."
She sees a shadow in one of the gem's facets. The stone is compelling, literally sucking her inwards. She takes two steps back.
"Take it, Fee. We'll be queens of the Winterlands- and someday of the realms. Don't you want this power for yourself?"
The Winterlands. That's the place where all of the dark spirits and corrupted souls go. Memory returns in a rush.
"No, Pippa. Not the Winterlands." She says quietly.
"What, did Gemma- oh. I'm sorry. Did the most high tell you that only dark spirits reign here? Do you want to ride along using her powers for the rest of your life? You've always liked her better than me, anyways."
"Pip-"She tries to reason with her. This couldn't be happening, not again.
"No!" Pippa's form starts to change. Her curls become mussed, her teeth become pointed, and her eyes turn a blue white with a ring of black around the center. Her beauty is lost. She is now a monster, a creature of the realms.
She starts to run away as fast as she can; leaving the corrupted spirit behind her.
"You'll never be free, Felicity! You'll come back to me someday!" Pippa shouts in the distance. The words hurt her ears as she darted away.
Felicity woke up, grey eyes wide. She was about to scream, but she stopped herself in time. These nightmares about her former best friend had started haunting her. Ever since she, Gemma and Ann had witnessed Pippa run to the Winterlands, Pippa had visited her in her dreams most nights.
She turned over in her bed. Felicity wasn't getting any more sleep that night.
A/N: I wanted to write about a nightmare Felicity might have about Pippa. If there are any inconsistencies with Rebel Angels, tell me- I don't own a copy of it. Well, R&R! Constructive criticism is accepted.