Let's meet Fay's old friend and meet the fairies of the school.
Fay walked outside with her shoulder bag over her back. She closed her thick wood door and started for the old mine that Regina had filled in…mostly. She snuck through the woods silently as a ghost. Fay could feel the very essence of magic in her soul. It never ceased to amaze her how much untapped magic was really in this world. As a fairy she was the very conduit of magic. She was made of magic. Its essence given form.
She smiled at the thought and of all the magic around her. Carelessly she flung her arms wide and spun around. She spotted a familiar wolf and smiled at it reaching into her bag and tossed it a piece of meat. It growled its thanks and trotted off into the woods. Fay knew all the animals in the woods surrounding Storybrook. And they all knew and respected her.
She saw the mine and noticed the men had left thinking their demolition was over. But she knew that the caverns where her friend resided was still open. She could feel him. With a quick glance around she set the shoulder bag on the ground and let the magic she hid surround her. With a pull of her skin she felt small fairy wings form on her back.
In the old world she would have large beautiful wings that she could regain if she were to fully transform but here she had to settle on little wings made of gossamer. They weren't the best for a being of her stature but they got the job done.
She fluttered her wings and floated up reaching down to get her bag and floating over to the hole in the ground used as ventilation shaft in the mine…had there ever actually been a mine. It was all a rouse created by Regina's magic. She angled and flew straight down, yes flew as a fall would have let gravity take over the bag on her shoulder would have fallen.
Fay flipped in mid-air and landed delicately on her booted feet. She pulled the gossamer wings into her back and looked down both tunnels before taking the one to the left. She could have flitted down the halls just as easily but walking seemed the better option for the moment
A deep rumble sounded, echoing along the walls of the cave. Fay smiled at the sound.
"Good morning, Bascala," she called. "I brought your breakfast."
"Fay, how are you today, my sister?" came a deep rumbling voice.
"I am well, Bascala. How is it being stuck in a cave?" Fay asked, walking deeper into the cave that was gradually getting lighter instead of darker.
"Well you know," he growled, "I wish I could get out and stretch my wings again. But I sense a change."
"Yes, the young princess has returned. Her very presence is beginning to break the spell that the Queen cast upon us. I have agreed to assist when this breaks out into flat out war," Fay said finally making it to a large chamber where a large fire was burning in the middle of the chamber and a dark serpentine figure rested along the wall. His wings were relaxed around room.
"It's good to see you, Princess," the dragon said nosing her.
"It is good to see you as well," she said hugging his nose. She leaned forward, "I brought you a present," Fay said with a grin.
"Hmm? Is it not your birthday? Shouldn't I be giving you a gift instead?" Bascala asked, raising his head.
"Perhaps, but I am going to get my gift soon enough," she said thinking of Emma and Henry and their quest. "They don't know you are here?" she asked smiling at the large dragon.
"No, they are all oblivious."
"Good. Young Henry anticipates the end of the curse battle being nigh," Fay said, sitting beside the dragons front claws. "They want me to help with my magic."
"And you would like my help," Bascala stated.
"Yes," she said smiling up into the dragons amber eyes, "Would you like your gift now?" He smiled.
"Changing the subject," he said with a smirk, "Yes please." Fay smiled and reached into the bag pulling forth a large silver necklace with a single large moonstone in the center and varying jewels tracing around the rest of the collar. It sparkled in the fire of the cave. Bascala's eyes widened at the beauty of it, his jaw lowered lightly.
"My Princess, it is a royal symbol!" he gasped looking at the silver/moonstone necklace.
"Of course! I cannot have some "noble prince" killing my dear friend," Fay said. "You are the only other one who remembers and is on the side of good." Her wings fluttered from her back, lifting her from the floor of the cave.
"Would you like me to put it on for you?" she asked flitting forward. Bascala lifted his neck as she latched the silver clasps on the back. Fay's feet touched the ground and she smiled up at him.
"I think it's time you begin your quest, Princess," he said. Fay looked up in surprise. Bascala nodded.
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Fayoriana's beautiful violet wings fluttered as fast as they could to Snow and James's palace. She had to help them she had to save the baby that would be all their hopes.
The fairy princess glanced behind her, her blond and violet hair streaming around her face. The air was dark and the clouds kept storming closer. She whipped her head back around pouring on an extra burst of speed. Tears whipped from her eyes into the wind. The Queen had killed her beloved aunt. So now perched on her head was her aunt's crown declaring her as the ruler of the fairies.
Suddenly, just as Fayoriana reached the palace, a shot of black power burst forth knocking her from the sky.
"NO!" she shouted, reaching desperately for the wall as she fell. Her wings caught a few beats and softened the blow as she hit the ground with resounding force. She reached up and jerked her tiara from her tresses, hiding it swiftly so the Dark Queen would possibly spare her.
"Well, well, well," came a smooth dark voice from the shadows, "A runaway little pixie." The enchantress leaned forward. She grabbed her hand as the fairy lifted it to turn and try and fly off.
"Oh my. What have we here?" she asked, "A royal fairy." She smiled clasping Fayoriana's hand tighter.
"I think I will keep this safe," she said, "Its magic should prove useful to me." Fayoriana's violet eyes widened in fear. She opened her mouth to protest but saw the cloud to close and instead closed her mouth and gave the Queen a dark glare before flitting swiftly away and over the wall.
She didn't hesitate flying recklessly through the halls of the palace. She had to get to the princess. She had to make sure she was safe. When she flitted into the room of the Tree Door, she saw made it just in time to see James close the door.
"Is she safe?" Fayoriana asked.
"She is."
"The cloud is near. I must go Bascala and I live outside of mortality. Most of the fairies will succumb to the dark magic but I have to remain conscious. Until we meet again my friend," Fayoriana said flitting off.
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