Hello there to all. I just wanted to let you all know that next week, there will not be as many chapters as there were this week, but there will be some, I swear!! Also: Did you guys like it from Paris's POV? Cuz if you don't, just let me know :) Okay, now enjoy.
Page 220, of A Guide to Mythical Beings. Chapter eleven-Fairies and Pixies.
"The first time a fairy 'morphs' is the most painful (as stated before). It is also the only time that a fairy is venomous. When a fairies wings break out of their body, they are completely incased with fairy venom. It only takes about ten seconds for the venom to permanently evaporate, but if someone touches a fairies wings before then, they will become infected. An infected mortal/immortal will instantly fall asleep and won't wake up for the next 24 hours. The process of turning into a fairy is painless, but after 24 hours, you will see a visible change in the new fairy..."
Red. Red. Red. That was all I could see. Red tree. Red Kiki. Red Laura. Red Wolf. And then there was an awful CCCCKKRRRK. It sounded like metal was being ripped in half. And it felt like something was trying to crawl out of my skin. Suddenly shrieking filled the entire forest. And then I realized that my mouth was open...and I was the one shrieking. But I couldn't help it! It felt like there was my something attempting to get out of my skin, and it was only half succeeding. I let out a very uncharacteristic hiss, and began to shake. Suddenly, somebody on my left moved, as if to touch my back, and i turned swiftly. It was Laura. And she was bleeding. Kiki gasped, and reached out to catch Laura-who had suddenly slumped over-at the exact moment that I turned to look at the wolf. I heard Kiki yell, but ignored it.
The wolf. I needed to kill it. I needed to. Finally, the pain in my back stopped, and I launched myself at the wolf. But something felt wrong as I launched myself at it. I went too high. Way too high. I rocketed through the treetops, and into the air. We were deep in the woods. Deep. There was no one coming to stop the fight. Good. They would just get in the way. As I aimed myself back towards the ground I noticed for the first time that I had wings sticking out of my back. Pale, pink, shiny wings. So that was why I was so high. My vision was still red-ish, but only when I looked down towards where the wolf had been.
I quickly shot towards the red spot, and found the wolf again. Except there were more this time. Lots more. I counted eight. This would be fun! I quickly picked out the weakest one-a small, bronze one-and launched myself at him. They all reacted, jumping towards me. I dodged the first three, but the fourth one-a skinny gray wolf-connected with my side, and I was knocked of course. A snarl ripped through my throat, and I lunged for the gray one. One of the other wolfs howled, and I was knocked over by a sandy wolf. The wolf was pinning down my left arm, but my right hand was free. I reared back and punched the wolf in the face. It hit a tree, and slowly slid down. All of the wolfs launched themselves at me at the same time, and I had about two seconds to react. But that was enough. I rolled back to my feet, and kicked one of the closest wolfs into another one. A chocolate colored wolf tried to leap over my head, and I hit it right in the gut. That was four down, four to go. Suddenly, I felt something bight my neck, and I screamed in shock. Suddenly, the ground was rushing up at me, and all that I saw was black.
The Next Day
"She should be awake by now."
"Why the hell'd you have to bite her so hard, Paul?!"
"Oh please! She had four of us out. I had to do something. Little freaky bitch."
"It's really interesting. I can't believe that her mom never said anything."
I listened, but didn't move. Who the hell were they? Who the fucking hell were they?! I was laying on something very, very soft, and the back of my neck was sore. So was my back! Ugh. My back felt like it was on fire! What the hell had happened? All I could remember was hanging out with Laura and Kiki, and going to the woods, and the wolf...and...the wolves!! And...Oh my god!! And...wings! And...holy fucking shit. My entire body tensed, and I listened to the people talking. They were all guys it sounded like. I wondered if I could run, or if they were blocking my way.
"Yeah, and I thought my mom was psychotic." Suddenly, I leapt up, and grabbed in the direction of the voice. My hand connected with a face, and I quickly grabbed the guys throat. My eyes were still shut, so I slowly opened them, and glanced around. I was in a room full of guys. Big, big, guys. They were all staring at me incredulously, and I quickly looked back to the guy who I had by the throat. He was huge too.
"Well...fuck." I murmured, and looked for something sharp. My eyes landed on a pair of scissors. I snatched them up, and held them to the guys throat. "Now, nobody move, or I will stick these through his throat!" I said, but the threat was ruined by the fact that my voice was shaking. Suddenly, one of the guys burst out laughing. "Shut up, Paul." A very tall one told the laughing one. The tall one calmly walked over to me, and pulled the scissors out of my hands, before I could react. "Hi, Paris. Please calm down. Let's all go downstairs."
My eyes grew wide, and I tried to take another step forward. But I fell over. My legs were trembling, and everything was sore. I couldn't even hold my own weight up. "Don't strain yourself," The boy who'd laughed at me scoffed, and I hissed. "Paul!" The tall guy snapped. "Please calm down, Paris. Let's go down stairs." He repeated. "If you wanna kill me, you have the scissors." I muttered, and tried to pull myself to my feet. The boy held out his arm for me to grab onto, but I ignored it. When I was finally on my feet, I turned to them, and tried to keep my voice calm.
"So. Now will you please tell me WHO THE FUCK YOU ALL ARE?!" My voice exploded into a scream, and everyone winced. "Don't worry. We're just here to help." One of the boys smiled at me. He looked familiar. "You're Seth Clearwater." I blurted, without thinking. Seth grinned, "How'd you know?" I frowned, and asked abruptly, "Where're Laura and Kiki?" Everyone in the room frowned. "You really shouldn't see them right now. They just heard the story." The tall guy said. "What story?" I asked, and everyone looked at me.
"Wow. Did your mom tell you anything?" The boy who'd laughed-Paul?-asked. "Anything about what?" I asked, but then my back twinged, and it hit me. "My wing-things? Did my mom know about that?" Some of them nodded, and Paul laughed. "Yes. About your wing-things." Suddenly, he strode over, and lifted me up gingerly in his arms. "Let's go talk to your mom." He growled, and stomped out of the room with me in his arms.
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