Chapter 2
One second Opal was blissfully unconscious, The next second Her back suddenly arched, her mouth gaping in a silent scream as her eyes rolled back in there sockets, she writhed under the quilt until finally, while clutching her head she rolled onto the floor. It wasn't exactly pain she felt it was the utter surprise she felt anything, it was like suddenly waking up, forgetting who you were where you were and that you had fallen asleep in the first place. She had never experienced that feeling, since no one had dared wake her up unexpectedly. She noticed she was lying down instead of on her knees, she noticed she could move her hands freely rather than them being secured behind her back, she found that it was dark instead day, She saw she was indoors opposed to outside and finally a crucial point came to mind...she could think. Even if they had wanted to save her, that slug that had made its way through her head would have meant that even if the L.E.P had somehow healed her she should be a vegetable like Nopal.
She wasn't in Kansas anymore or more accurately...Fowl manor. Maybe her shooting had been a "fluke" maybe Opal the elder had not wanted her dead by the hands of those two gnomes, maybe the nightmares in which Opal theelderhad had her shot in order to become empowered enough to escape Atlantis had all been in order to make the tears of fear on Opals cheeks that day more believable so her future self could go through with whatever plan she had actually had in mind. But Opal couldn't fool herself into believing that, she was far to smart even for her self...even for her self...Opal the elderhad been so selfish that she had hired hitmen to kill her past self.
Maybe Opal should become a good person just to spite her future self, maybe donate to charity, become ambassador of the fairies, apologize to Giovanni Zito for taking advantage of his lonely lifestyle or, while she was at it, apologize to all the people she had hurt and maimed?...as if.
Opal koboi was as hardhearted as ever. She didn't need to answer to anyone, she didn't have to apologize to the people who crossed her path and ran away with their tail between legs, she did not need anyone to help her…
...or so she thought.
Who had saved her? They must have had a reason for doing so. Maybe it was because they expected her to be grateful, even reward them in fact for however they had been able to preserve her mind...or retrieve it from the Stygian void?. She could be grateful but if they were expecting a reward…
She was almost sorry to disappoint them.
Authors note: The stories taken a turn, for better or for worse i'm not sure. As i said in the summery "Can Opal change? and if she can will we love her...or hate her even more.
good night internet...