Dyson sat at the bar. He didn't know what he was going to do how could he go through his life not being able to love. He looked at the half empty glass of vodka it was bothering him beyond belief what was he to do. He slammed his fist on to the bar table. "Damn it!"
"Well this is interesting." Vex said a little amused as he approached Dyson.
"What the hell do you want?" Dyson asked frustrated.
"Just stopping by my favorite pub the Dal mate where's that midget anyway?" Vex asked looking around.
"He's away on business. Now leave."
"Oh please this is neutral ground you can't do anything here." Vex said with a cocky smirk.
Dyson just took a deep breath and exhaled "This is true. So tell me do you know any fae that can undo a norn's magic?" Dyson asked sarcastically.
"Actually yes well I wouldn't say I know this fae personally but I have heard stories of her. They call her the Dark Witch. She supposedly can do anything for a price of course and a favor down the line." He said as he took the bottle and poured himself a glass.
"Is she dark fae?" Dyson asked intrigued.
"Now that is the billion dollar question. No one knows what clan she belongs to. No one even knows what kind of fae she is." He then guzzled down the glass.
"Where can I find her?" Dyson asked desperate.
"Well according to the stories she lives in squalor preferably in swamps and caves. I should warn you though she is very conceited and vain so present her with a gift while kneeling and always flatter her. They say that only men can enter her domain and only those she finds how shall I put this? Appealing."
"So where is the entrance to her domain?" Dyson asked even more enticed by the story.
"Well I would never try it but at the stroke of midnight you're supposed to be lost in the woods. And then you call out 'Dark Witch I humbly seek an audience with you!' and then poof your surrounded by fog and she appears." He shouted making a poofing gesture with his hands.
"Why are you telling me this?" Dyson asked cautiously.
"Simple most of the men who seek her out never return. I figure if you go I run a fifty, fifty chance at not either getting a light fae in my debt or sending one to his doom." He said cheerfully as he left.
Dyson moved through the woods blindly not even trying to know where he was going. He stopped as he arrived at a clearing. "Okay I would say I'm good and lost now." He walked into the center of the clearing. He got down on his knees. "Dark Witch I humbly seek an audience with you." He waited for five minutes. He then realized that he had been lied to. "Damn it!" He screamed as beat his fists into the ground. "I can't go on like this! What kind of an existence is this a life without loving Bo!" He started sobbing. "Please I'll do anything."
"Anything?" A snake like voice whispered as the eerie fog began to gather in the moon lit forest.
"Yes anything I give you all that I am I take any deal accept any terms!" He shouted.
"Very well then." A woman in a black dress her face and head covered by a hood appeared before him. "I will give you that which you seek however I want something in return."
"Anything name your price!" Dyson proclaimed.
"Very well swear your allegiance to me renounce the light. Become my loyal servant and acknowledge me as you're queen. Swear a blood oath to always obey me. Only then shall I give you what you desire." The strange woman then pointed at his chest. "So what will it be?"