FIDGET, BATRISHAN PRINCE OF DARKNESS
Fidget Finds His Medallion
"Auntie Carmen, do you think Mommy will like these?" asked a six-year-old Fidget as he held a bouquet made of lilacs and passion flowers that he picked up from the family orchard. The old cook looked at the bouquet and smiled.
"Of course, Fidget," she said sweetly. "I'm sure that your mother will like it.
Hernan had taken Geneva out for a romantic stroll at the Everglow Beach down at the coast while Fidget, Carmen, and the rest of the staff prepared a surprise for Geneva's birthday. Jerome was cleaning the stables while a few pages were hanging birthday ornaments. Geneva was preparing a very special banquet to celebrate her mistress' birthday (it was going to be just a small, family party) and the small Fidget was collecting flowers to decorate the house. Ever since they adopted Fidget, Geneva had grown found of the purple, plain flowers that her little Batrishan loved to collect. They certainly made the house smell like a full field of fresh flowers.
Fidget placed flowerpots full of lilac and passionflower bouquets around the house. He placed a big one at the center of the dining table, a few in the diverse lounge rooms, one by the window in the library, another in the large bathroom, etc.
Then came his parents' bedroom.
The small Batrishan stood on his tiptoes in order to pull down the golden handle of the door. He stepped inside the brightly-lighten room, which was very different from his own bedroom, which a large, master canopy bed, two desks full of papers and quills, a large bookshelves, and several foreign furniture and ornaments that Hernan brought back from his war travels. Fidget mostly came to his parents' room when Hernan was showing him the spoils he brought back from battle and telling him stories that took place on the battlefield, or when Geneva as telling him bedtime stories while his father was off at war, or when he'd rush to his parents in the middle of the night due to a nightmare.
Fidget walked towards the mahogany table that stood by the side of the bed where Geneva slept. Grinning to himself, he placed a dragon-designed vase with a bouquet on the table. After some examination, he thought that the vase could use some extra decoration. Where did his mother put every doily that she knitted every summer?
He looked throughout his parents' bedroom. Although he didn't really enjoy snooping around without his parents' approval, he desperately wanted to please his mother, whom he loved so much, for her birthday. He carefully, yet quickly looked throughout the desk drawers, but only found papers, drawings, and other trinkets. He skimmed his parents' closet, but no doilies there either.
He tried opening that small cupboard from Agrabah that his parents would never let him touch, but its door was locked. Fortunately, Fidget didn't give up. Using a trick that one of the seniors at Aldorada's Military Academy showed him in order to escape being imprisoned by the enemy, the small Batrishan pulled out two pieces of wire from his pockets and used them to break open the tumblers in the door's lock. Fidget gleefully opened the cupboard, but disappointment covered his face when he saw that it was completely empty…except for one small chest.
"What's this?" he asked himself out loud as he pulled out the chest in order to examine it. The chest was small, even smaller than the chest that his mother used to keep her jewelry in. The oaken wood used to create that object was painted in deep green and had paintings of deer galloping in a miniature forest. Fidget tried to open the chest, but it was locked. Without one blink of hesitation, he used his two wires to break the chest open and see what was inside it.
He pulled out a golden medallion that shone when the sunrays hit the golden metal. Fidget's eyes widened in awe. He'd never seen such glowing medal for such a medallion. What really caught the child's attention was the design on the medallion: it looked like people were bowing in front of a taller being that possessed four arms and summoned fire from its hands. Fidget gasped in shock when he noticed that the designed beings had bat-like features…just like him! Except…they had wings like him!
What really terrified Fidget was when he flipped the medallion over and saw black stains on the back that slowly spread like roots.
You poor wee thing!
If the infant is meant to be a monster, than we'll dispose of him.
Who would leave a little baby Batrishan like you out in the wild?
I'll be back for you, little One.
I sincerely wished I could have kept you, little Batrishan.
And he'll be beyond powerful than the average member of your miserable people.
Fidget let a dizzy scream come out of his mouth as he fainted on the wooden floor, with his hand still clinging to the medallion.