Author's note – Another long time not updating this, I really didn't think anyone had any interest in this except myself. But then… I really do need to continue.
Icy Predicament
Arie was standing in the kitchen to her house, her hand held out as she had released the icy blast on the Dark Faerie. She was one of the Faeries who had the ability to control a second element; something her classmates thought was rare. She was shaking from the shock of finding out the truth about the boy Ameril had met.
He ice covered his face, his shoulders and a good portion of his wings. Glass was on the floor on either side of where the wings had burst out. His hands were bloody and wet from where the glass had exploded in his hands. He wasn't moving at all, but then again, he wasn't breathing either. Of course, that could be blamed by the ice covering his mouth and his nose.
Arie suddenly began to unfreeze as she heard the front door open and someone step in. She panicked and opened one of the cupboards under the sink and climbed in, closing the door. She then heard her mother's voice calling for her. "Arie… Arie, where are…"
Obviously, her mother had come into the kitchen. She opened the door and crawled out, seeing her mother staring at the male faerie. She couldn't tell what her mother was thinking, other then she was shocked to see the boy there. She then noticed her youngest standing there. "Arie… what happened?"
"He…" Arie knew that if she told her mother that she had attacked first, she would be livid, even if it was a dark Faerie. "He attacked first."
Her mother looked at her carefully and spoke up. "Arie… you're lying… I know you are, because I can tell when you do."
"I'm not!" Arie snapped, turning to her mother. She held out her hands that were slightly cut. "See, my hands are hurt."
Her mother glanced at her daughter's hands then the boys, which were much worse. "How would a Dark Faeries attack have hit both them and you, unless they have no control over their powers? Who is he?"
"Ameril's friend…" Arie said, not looking her mother in the face. "He used her."
"So that's the real reason why you attacked him?" her mother asked.
"No! He attacked first!" Arie said.
"I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt… until Ameril gets home," her mother said, watching her daughters look of happiness then sudden dismay. She reached out and touched the boy's cheek and the ice began to thaw. "Arie… you are so lucky that I am a Fire Faerie."
"Why, he's a Dark Faerie! He deserves to be killed!" the girl snapped.
"Arie! The law is still the law! The evidence says that it was defiantly not self defense. Plus… a boy Faerie! Do you understand the importance of that?" she said, watching the ice thaw on the boy. As it left his left cheek, Chase suddenly gasped in air, only to suddenly shiver from the cold around his body.
When his mouth was completely uncovered, he muttered to no one in particular. "I don't want anything to do with this anymore! Nothing!"
"See, he is a spy for the Dark Faeries!" Arie said.
"I am…" the boy said, trying to twist his head in the direction she was coming from.
"Don't move. I'll have this ice off of you in no time, but then I want you out of my house, do you understand," the Fire Faerie said, only to have Chase try to nod his head in agreement, only to hiss in pain again.
"I'm sorry for all the broken things…" he suddenly mumbled, as she uncovered one of his eyes. This caused her to suddenly laugh. "What's so funny?"
"Child, Dark Faeries don't apologize for anything! To hear one apologize… my goodness," she said, working on the second eye.
"I never choose to be a Dark Faerie," he muttered, still shivering.
"Yeah… none of them do. All Dark Fairies are not related to any other element," Arie muttered.
"That's not what I meant," Chase said, as his head came free, only to find he was still stuck and his entire body numb.
"Then may I ask what you meant by that?" the Fire Faerie asked becoming quite curious about the boy.
"I never asked to be a Faerie in the first place," the boy muttered, not looking her in the face.
"I see… so you're the mission successful," she said, shaking her head.
"Successful! I made a complete fool of myself and Ameril and I aren't friends anymore because she found out I was a Dark Faerie… she specifically told me she could never become friends with a Dark Faerie," he said.
"Well, duh… Dark Faeries aren't even friends with themselves," Arie said, rolling her eyes at him.
"Arie… that isn't very nice," the Fire Faerie said, shaking her head.
"Shouldn't you bandage your hands?" Chase suddenly asked, glancing at Arie's hands.
"They'll be fine. I know a few good healing spells," she said, tossing her hair.
"You're a worse snob then Ameril was," Chase suddenly snapped, only to have the Fire Faerie grab his ear.
"Please don't talk about my daughters like that," she hissed. "Or I'll leave you like you are right now, stuck."
"Now I know where they get it from… it isn't as if anyone would be looking for me," Chase said. "She is worse then her sister though… Ameril at least has a nice side. I mean, she was trying to…"
Chase suddenly found his entire air way covered with water again, as Arie glared at him. He quickly passed out this time. Her mother turned and glared at her. "There was something he was going to tell me that you didn't want me to know, wasn't there! Release it!"
Arie suddenly released it and stormed off to her room. The Fire Faerie just shook her head and continued to thaw Chase out.
