Healing the Broken

by angel'slittledemon

There is a girl who Hybern has kept captive for all these years following the war. A girl who is human and fae. A girl who has suffered an unimaginable torment throughout her years locked up. Hybern has released her as an example of what is to come. That all who defy them will be broken. An AU beginning sometime between Amarantha's curse being broken and Feyre going to Night Court.

2. Chapter 1: The Flight

Chapter 1: The Flight

Azriel POV:

When I saw her, I was out scouting with some of my informants to see if they had gathered any information about Hybern movements. Rhys had tasked me with what was supposed to be a simple task, but so far, I was unable to get into the human queen's castle.

Too lost in the shadow's whisperings and my own thoughts on different strategies that I almost missed the movement. However, my training would not allow me to ignore the movement from the corner of my vision. Without thinking my head swung to the sky and saw the black mass.

At first, I assumed it was one of the Illyrian warriors out scouting until the object never ceased its descent. That was when it truly registered that something was wrong. At this rate they wouldn't have time to safely glide out of the way before hitting something or even tearing through the membrane of their wings.

Before I gave it a second thought, I outstretched my own wings and pushed off for the idiot Illyrian messing around. It wasn't long before I realized this person wasn't flying but rather spectacularly falling. Without a second thought I began beating my wings as hard as I could to reach them before they reached the ground. Pushing myself to my limits to reach them before death did.

Unable to slow down without risking them splatting to the ground below, I ran into them…hard. Catching them in my arms and stabilizing both myself and them to lower us to the safety of the ground.

It was difficult to manage when I couldn't truly adjust them without their help but seeing as they were out of commission this half-assed bridal carry would have to do.

Upon reaching the ground I began to examine the person I held. It was a female although a badly disfigured one at that. Every limb of her must have had some sort of bruise or wound and what didn't have a current injury had the scars of past ones. Her hair was dirty to the point it was impossible to tell if her natural hair color was brown or not. Although there seemed to be a peace in her face as she slept.

For now, I needed to take precaution. I didn't know where she came from or if she was friend or foe. Her injuries only added to the danger of her sudden appearance. Resolving myself I made the decision to take her to Rhys at the Night court palace to determine what to do with her. For now, she was to be treated with caution. With war so close we couldn't afford to take chances on random people. Especially that of a human.

With that thought I took off once again in the air heading for the palace and the High Lord of the Night Court.

Authors Note: So yeah, I understand this is a short chapter but I am trying not to jump around as well as explain any movement or change in location without jumping and making the story too fast paced. Again, I appreciate every single one of you who takes the time to read my stories. It honestly makes my day getting notifications of readers, comments, etc… So, thank you!