Deep within the Faerie City…enclosed within a hidden tower…lived a legend…a
faerie that far surpassed any other in Neopia…
Fair skin, dark hair, dark eyes…she commanded them all, regally, simply, and royally. No one would dare question her undisputed command. The Faerie Queen, a just and fair ruler, was loved by all.
Save one.
The Dark Faerie was dreadfully jealous of the Faerie Queen's power. She wanted it for herself…and boy, did she want it bad. All through the night, for several nights on end, she would stay awake, plotting her evil plans while the other faeries were out taking care of the creatures of Neopia. Last night, she had finished her plan.
Tonight, she would carry it out.
Slipping out of her sleeping quarters in her home within the Faerie City, she flew through the night, her darkness helping her blend perfectly in the inky blackness of the cloudless night sky. Her eyes glowed as she stared towards where the Hidden Tower lay, flying right for it. She closed her eyes, bracing for impact. She remembered what she had learned so many years ago…
The only way to find the Hidden Tower is to fly right into it.
That's exactly what she planned on doing. Armed with her dark magic, she couldn't fail. The plan was fail-safe. She would have that blasted Faerie Queen…once and for all. She held her arms out wide and felt the whoosh of cold air fly past her cheek as she flew right through the walls of the Hidden Tower, the place suddenly becoming visible for a split second before vanishing again, back into it's magical obscurity. The Dark Faerie landed, adjusting her dress and looking for the way to her chambers. Spying a staircase, she started up it, hoping it would lead to her prey.
It did.
The Faerie Queen lay in bed, blissfully unaware in her slumber of the impending danger that was lurking just outside her bedroom door. She never heard the door inch open, a small sliver of light shining in from the hallway.
She never saw the dark, gloved hand of the Dark Faerie cover her mouth, a foul smelling tincture coating the hand.
She never heard the Dark Faerie whisper the words that would seal her fate as she inhaled the potion into her body…
"Potion foul and potion dark, take hold of this faerie now. Keep her sleeping, unaware until Neopet with a heart of gold comes and touches sleeve of her shimmering robe. Take her now, into the darkness…away, away for all time."
She never experienced the sensation of the warping spell as she and the Dark Faerie vanished into the night, nor did she hear the wicked cackle of the Dark Faerie as she flew off, triumphant.
She had won, this time…this time there would be nothing that could stop her.
Nothing.
Fair skin, dark hair, dark eyes…she commanded them all, regally, simply, and royally. No one would dare question her undisputed command. The Faerie Queen, a just and fair ruler, was loved by all.
Save one.
The Dark Faerie was dreadfully jealous of the Faerie Queen's power. She wanted it for herself…and boy, did she want it bad. All through the night, for several nights on end, she would stay awake, plotting her evil plans while the other faeries were out taking care of the creatures of Neopia. Last night, she had finished her plan.
Tonight, she would carry it out.
Slipping out of her sleeping quarters in her home within the Faerie City, she flew through the night, her darkness helping her blend perfectly in the inky blackness of the cloudless night sky. Her eyes glowed as she stared towards where the Hidden Tower lay, flying right for it. She closed her eyes, bracing for impact. She remembered what she had learned so many years ago…
The only way to find the Hidden Tower is to fly right into it.
That's exactly what she planned on doing. Armed with her dark magic, she couldn't fail. The plan was fail-safe. She would have that blasted Faerie Queen…once and for all. She held her arms out wide and felt the whoosh of cold air fly past her cheek as she flew right through the walls of the Hidden Tower, the place suddenly becoming visible for a split second before vanishing again, back into it's magical obscurity. The Dark Faerie landed, adjusting her dress and looking for the way to her chambers. Spying a staircase, she started up it, hoping it would lead to her prey.
It did.
The Faerie Queen lay in bed, blissfully unaware in her slumber of the impending danger that was lurking just outside her bedroom door. She never heard the door inch open, a small sliver of light shining in from the hallway.
She never saw the dark, gloved hand of the Dark Faerie cover her mouth, a foul smelling tincture coating the hand.
She never heard the Dark Faerie whisper the words that would seal her fate as she inhaled the potion into her body…
"Potion foul and potion dark, take hold of this faerie now. Keep her sleeping, unaware until Neopet with a heart of gold comes and touches sleeve of her shimmering robe. Take her now, into the darkness…away, away for all time."
She never experienced the sensation of the warping spell as she and the Dark Faerie vanished into the night, nor did she hear the wicked cackle of the Dark Faerie as she flew off, triumphant.
She had won, this time…this time there would be nothing that could stop her.
Nothing.