Dieja smirked. "Figures. I went to Beauxbatons. Well, I came here when I
was twelve, and went when I was thirteen, so, I came two years late...
whatever. I don't like the wand-waving anyway... its silly. Yes, its
amazing on what you can do with a wand, but, I still, don't like it much."
Dieja shrugged and read a poem on faeries.
I cannot see faeries,
I dream them,
There is no faerie can hide from me,
I keep on dreaming till I find him.
There You are! Primerose! I see you!
Black wing! Spike lit a ciggarete. He leaned against a tree, and smoked. (I'm NOT promoting cigaretes! They are DE-MEN-TED!!) A young wonam passed by, barely noticing Spike. Thunder was heard overhead, then it started to downpour. The woman stopped, looked up, and ran under the same tree Spike was under.
She sighed and turned on her cell phone, and dialed a number, which was most likely her boyfriends number. She nodded her head at Spike, and then someone answered her phone.
"Hey Steve!" she greeted. "Yeah, I'm on CANADA KICKS A55 road, and it's POURING! Please come pick me up!" the woman paused. "Yea, Okay... uh- huh..." the blonde woman rolled her eyes. "FINE... I'll walk then..." she hung up on "Steve. "What an a55. God..." She sighed, and then, her cell phone died.
Spike nodded to her and said: "Rough night?"
She jumped. "Oh? What? Oh... yes, totally, and COMPLETLY!! First, my boss makes me work overtime because Claire came in half an hour late, then on my break some loser tried to steal my purse, THEN my ex-boyfriend comes up to me and hits me! Right across the face! Where do you think I got this damn bruise on my eye from?!?!"
Spike stared at her and then held out his hand. "I'm Willam. Who' you?"
The woman shook his hand, then dropped it.
"Your hands are so cold... Huh? Oh, yes, I'm Michelle."The rain was just a spit, now.
"Well, Michelle, can I walk you home?"
Michelle smiled. "Sure. I'm dumping Steve now anyway! All he cares about is his job partner anyway, Jenna. I think he's cheating on me."
Spike eyed Michelle. She had long, blonde hair, (just underneath the shoulder blades)
Her eyes were chestnut, and she was wearing "Dirty" Hip-Huggers, and a CANADA KICKS A55 shirt. She was about 24 years of age.
(IT DOES!!! CANADA DOES KICK A55!! I MEAN, LOOK AT AVRIL!! SHE KICKS A55, AND SHE'S CANADIAN!! WOO!! Emeniem is still better though...*grins*)
Spike growled lowly, as they walked, in silence, to Michelle's house. Michelle opened the door, and asked Spike:
"Would you like to come in?"
Spike smiled. "Yes, It's very kind of you to invite me into your home..."
"Would you like a snack?" (okay... I admit it... I copied this from and Angel episode... What's so great about Angel anyway?)
Spike smiled. "Yes, thanks."
She walked over to the refrideoeorater (How the HELL do you spell refrideeoeorater?)
"Something small, or big?"
Spike vamped out. He replied, with Michelle back turned, "Something... big."
She turned around and screamed.
Gryffin let out a very audible yawn and streched his wings. His wing span reached to both sides of the room. He sat on his hunches, God he was ravenous! Gryffin made a dead cow appear and began eating it...raw.(...yummy...)
Dieja stood up. "Is Jareth, well, uh... LIVE again? Do you know? I so worried... And I don't even want to imagine you..."
Moro shrugged and stood up and started to walk toward Jareth's chambers.
Dieja followed. (*gasp* wheeze*)
Moro knocked on the door. A muffled 'Come in' was heard. She opened the door...to a gross sight. Gryffin had torn the cow apart...blood and guts were splattered on the hearth rug. Blood covered Gryffin's mouth.
Dieja looked over Moro's shoulder, and was to freaked to speak. Then, she finally murmured: "Th-That's just gross."
Moro had a hand over her mouth. "Sorry. I got hungry." with a wave of his hand the maimed cow and blood from Gryffin's mouth was gone.
Dieja sighed with relief that she didn't have to walk through the cow blood and guts.
"Is Jareth alright?"
"He's sleeping right now. I was a moment ago, but my stomach started to talk. Sorry about before. Usually I'm not a messy eater." Gryffin said streching his wings again, showing all the scars and holes in them.
Dieja smiled, then looked at the holes and scars in his wings. "You really might wanna get those looked at..." Dieja tried to prduce a crystal, but it wouldn't work. She grunted in annoyance, and rolled her eyes.
"What? Oh, dragon wings heal extremely fast. These scars tell stories. Pick one and I'll tell you who gave it to me." Gryffin said.
"Uh... mabey later... Sorry, just not in the mood." Dieja put her hand in her housecoat (okay... castlecoat) and pulled out a-packet of Juicy Fruit Red? "Uh... whatever." Dieja shrugged and put a stick of the YUMMY gum in her mouth. (I'M HHIIIGGHHH!! ON JUICEY FRUIT RED!!)
Gryffin shrugged and folded his wings and laid down again. "If Jareth wakes tell me." then he fell into a light sleep. Moro was little disapointed, but went over to the sleeping Jareth.
(*shruggs* whatever*)
Dieja smiled lightly and walked out of the room, leaving Moro alone with the sleeping Jareth.
Moro turned into her wolf form and jumped onto the bed next to Jareth. She got comfortable and fell asleep(GEEZ...THE WHOLE CASTLE IS PRACTICALLY ASLEEP...)
Araie was getting bored chewing on his bone, so he got up and went looking for Dieja. He really hadn't got to know her, and thought he had nothing else to do.
Dieja sighed, she stood in front of a fire, and warmed her hands. "This castle is freezing." She said to herself. "And very gloomy. If only I had my magic... Oh well. I think I can wait for it to come back..."
Araie limped on the ice cold floor. His pawz were numb. He walked in a random chamber to find Dieja in front of a fire(brb...parents)
Dieja didn't notice Araie. (sp? I can never get his name right...) She took a deep breath, and wondered what the faeries were doing.
"Dieja?" Araie said(*gasp*.....*wheeze*)
Dieja jumped, and spun around. "Oh! Hi! Araie! Something the matter?
"No, nothing is the matter. I just got bored nawing on my meat bone." Araie said sitting on the hearth rug.
"Oh..." Dieja said, rolling her head. (*gasp* *wheeze*... LISTENING TO FIGHT MUSIC BY D12!!)
Trying to stike up a conversation Araie said, "So, what have you been up to Fairy Queen?"
"Well... not much... I now have pnmonia... thanks to the Aboveground... I feel fine though, and uh... No magic... So I'm basically mortal... and uh... haven't seen my faeries for a month or two..."
Araie nodded and lay down in front of the fire. "Can I ask you something?" he said looking into the flames.
Dieja shrugged, and sat in a huge cusiony armchair. "What do you have to ask me?"
"Where and when did you meet Jareth?" Araie asked.
Dieja's head sagged. "Erm, I uh, was twelve years old, and I uh... promise not to tell anyone."
"12 huh? Youngling. Why? What you do?" Araie said going over and putting his head on her lap and gave her the puppy eyes.
Dieja Dieja took a deep breath, and started. Dieja started: "WEll, when I was twelve, (1848) I hated my life, because my parents beated me, and my brothers and sisters were spoiled. Luckily, I went to school. Unluckily, I had no friends. My teacher would make me sit on the three-legged stool, of whip me... god I hated that... and, everybody condemed me. They ingnored me, teased me, AND the constantly tormented me. The only thing that made me happy was the book, I found several years before: The Faerie Queen. Then, one day, I was riding a biycicle, around ten 'o' clock that night, (I dunno... did they HAVE bikes then? Okay, whatever. Its a really crappy one) down a wooden sidewalk, of course, and three girls just came out of a candy store, and one of then picked up a stick and threw it in my path. Once I hit it, my bike flipped and i broke my arm. I was mortal, and it hurt like hell. Everybody was gone, and I was left, alone. Then, ANOTHER bad thing happened. It started to rain, and thunder crashed in the skies. I ingnored the pain, and called Jareth." Dieja sighed and sat back in her chair.
"You sound like you had it as bad as Bowen did before Jareth and I came along." Araie said. "Then what happened? Did he come?"
Dieja shrugged. "Well, I'm here, Aren't I?
I didn't expect him to come, but he did. I can still remember those cold eyes, staring into mine..." Dieja shuddered. "He didn't say anything, he just smiled and handed me his crystal. As soon as I touched it, my arm was healed. He then held out his hand, and the next thing I knew, I was here, in this castle." Dieja looked around, then into the fireplace. "Don't remember how I became the Faerie Queen, though. Wish I did."
"Look in the library. It has books on mostly everything." Araie pleased that he got something out of her. "One more thing, before Jareth, did you love anyone?"
Dieja looked at Araie, then answered. "No... not that I can recall... Probably. I was constantly fantasising about falling in love..." She got up and still contiued to talk to Araie, though she was up and looking for a book, on how she became the queen she was.
"Who is William the Bloody? Sorry, I saw you reading a book called that." Araie said.
"William? Oh... he's a vampire, he tortured his victims with railroad spikes... I don't believe in vampires, anymore." Dieja answerd.
"Why don't you? They are real if you look hard enough." Araie said sitting again by the fire.
"I don't know, I always used to believe in them, I don't know what happened. However hard I try, I just-can't."
"If you want me to stop nosing into your own business tell me, because I've got a lot to ask you." Araie said smiling.
Dieja smiled, and climbed up the big but frozen ladder, and pulled out a book from the second-level of book shelves. "Oh, no it's fine..." She opened it, and a ton of dust, and the smell of moth-balls met her face. She shut it quickly, and coughed.
Araie laughed a Borren laugh. "You should have brought it down here. I have a trick to opening those old books." Then he started on his bone again.
Dieja smiled at Araie and said: "So, what do you have to ask me?"
"Come on tell me why you don't belive in vampyres." Araie said finishing the meat on the bone and nudged it into the fire where it crackled and burned.
Socks watched the Borren and Fairy Queen from up on a high shelf.
Dieja shrugged. "I don't know... I just... grew out of it, I guess... I'm sure there really IS a reason, that I just never relized."
"Fine I except your answer. Next question: can you scratch behind my right ear? It kills." Araie said trying to scratch it but to no avail.
Dieja laughed and walked over to Araie, and scratched him behind the ears.
"Ahh.." he said "OK, thats enough. One more question."
Dieja stopped scratching, and sat down.
"What if I told you, that there is a brand new unicorn filly down in the stables who needs caring for and an owner?" Araie said.
Dieja looked at Araie. Then she shrugged.
"Don't have anything to say..."
Araie grinned, "What would you say if she was was yours? If you want her of course."
Dieja stared at Araie, then a huge smiled played onto her lips. She had no IDEA what to say! "R-Really?" she finally managed to say. "Why?"
"Lets just say, an early Christmas present from Jareth. The mother unicorn had twins, rare. But it happened and he is giving one to you and the other to Moro. He would have givin her to you before but after the little incident that happened. You understand. Come and I'll show you. Better put a jacket on, its still snowing out there." Araie lead the way to the stables.
Dieja slipped on her housecoat, (castlecoat?) and followed Araie, her cough starting to come back.
"You OK?" he asked when she started to cough. He opened the stable doors "Come on, in here, its really warm inside."
Dieja smiled, and pulled her hand away from her mouth. (she was couging) "Yeah, I'm fine. Thank-you." She stepped inside the warm stable, and looked around. She didn't go to the stables much, just to ride, sometimes. She didn't do that much.
Suddenly a blue unicorn's head stuck out of one of the stalls. The Borren walked quietly up to it, "Come on Dieja, don't be afraid."
Dieja walked over to the unicorn, and smiled. (*gasp... wheeze* man, she SMILES alot... @_@)
"This is Azure. He is always sticking his head out first to see who comes in. Go on, pet him." The unicorn smelled her hand before letting her touch him. His horn was an ivory color with a blue gem at the base. Azure's eye's were a deep blue.
Dieja stroked the unicorns mane. It was silky, and felt almost like water. She bit her lip, (in happieness this time) and then she pushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She wispered, softly, "Thank~You..."
(I don't like useing this: - This: ~ is a lot more interesting...
"If you think he's something, wait till you meet Artek, Jasmine and her twins." he started walking again. A pale yellow unicorn's head poked out of its stall. "Thats Raye, she's a bit stubburn. And that one-" a green head poked out of another stall "is Blaede." As they walked down further a piercing whinny was heard in a dark stall.
Dieja frowed. What was wrong with the unicorn that she heard whinny? (I stink at writing messages... not long enough...)
"Thats Murderer's Row. I have no clue why jareth still keeps him. The unicorn is mad. Knock it off Row!" he barked at the stall. The unicorn didn't stop, he went on at it as if there was no tomarrow. Then he showed his head. He was coal black with mad red eyes, and his horn was sharped to a deadly point. He had a blood red gem at the base of his horn.
Dieja stared at the unicorn with horror. She leaned into the stall, where the magical horse was backed against the wall. She didn't even relize the danger of being so close.
The creature backed up ears bent back. "He hasn't killed anyone yet, but he's poked a few holes in Jareth with that weapon he has. He's not even a unicorn, Row is a half breed." Araie said. Murderer's Row looked at Dieja with those red eyes of his.
(ATTACK OF THE DORKY POST!!!)
Dieja gasped at the unicorns eyes. They were filled with so much pain, so much anger. She slowly backed up, and didn't notice that her dress had caught on the lock, and now the gate was unlocked. Dieja was scared of this unicorn, and didn't want to stay in it's presence any longer. She looked away, and the gate swung slowly open, without the noticing of Araie or Dieja. (I have no idea why, but I want to see some blood, SOO... nevermind. I thing you know what I'm leading to. )
The black beast ran out of the stall. It had black bat-like wings. Row reared and whinnyed loud rousing the other unicorns in the stables. "Thats what I ment by half breed! Run!" Araie yelled dashing off to the exit. Row was faster, Araie growled at Row showing his teeth. Row got a shot and stabbed Araie in the shoulder. He gave a yelp and fell to the floor. Blood on the half-breed's horn and on the floor. Row turned toward Dieja red eyes ablaze.
Dieja screamed, and looked at Araie. She wanted so bad to run to him, but she couldn't.
The black beast already had her eyes on her, and she was trapped in the (freaki'n!) corner! (Oh No! What will happen to Dieja and her friend? find out, in two freaki'n years!)
Row looked at the cornered Dieja. The other unicorns were whinning for him to back off. He gave a whinny which was more like a scream.
Dieja backed agaisnt the wall, more concerned for Araie than for herself. She could not protect herself, for she had no magic. "Oh! I WISH I payed attention in Defense Against The Dark Arts!" Dieja moaned.
There was the sound of a breaking stall lock, but Row paid it no mind. He pawed the ground, and lowered his head. Row charged at the defenceless Dieja. He was half-way there when a white something reared in front of him, he stopped. Araie woke pain burning in his shoulder, to see Row backing fearfully into his stall by an all white unicorn.
Dieja shut her eyes tight as the mad horse lunged at her. She expected pain, but none hit her. She opened her eyes, and saw the black unicord backing into it's stable as a white unicorn was driving it back. (another spike post, coming up!)
(YAY SPIKE!!)Araie's jaw dropped, but he snapped out of it and went to Dieja's side. "You OK?" he asked.
Spike left Michelles home, feeling refeshed. He had just killed her. He lit another ciggarette and walked away from her house. It was very cold outside, but Spike didn't notice. He headed towards his graveyard, and snuck into his crypt, for dawn was approching.
"Yeah, I'll be alright." The white unicorn stood tall before them. "Thats Artek. Jareth's unicorn. J rode him in the war." The unicorn was all white and seemed to glow a bit. He had a long flowing mane and tail. Calm blue eyes, that were like water. But his horn, unlike the other unicorn's was made out of crystal. Same with his hooves, and he was muscular.
Dieja gazed at the unicorn. How come I never saw this unicorn before?she wondered. Then, she snapped back to her sences. "Araie, we better get you to Gryffin. I want to see Jareth, anyways."
Artek gazed at Dieja, then walked back to his stall. "Sorry you didn't see your filly." Araie said limping to the stable doors. Before they left a loud whinny was heard from Murderer's Row's stall.
Dieja shrugged as she put on her coat. "That's okay." She looked back at Row's stall as she heard the whinny.
"Do you think Row is just lonely?"
Jareth woke(ITS ABOUT TIME SLEEPY HEAD!). His chest hurt slightly. But he paid it no mind. Moro was still asleep beside him. Gryffin lay by the fireplace.How long was I out for? he wondered. "For awhile." came Gryffin's voice. "Have you been keeping watch over me?" Jareth said sitting up. "No, Moro has been doing that, while I finished my meal in the dinning hall." Jareth ran a hand through his unruly blonde hair. "It worked, just to let you know. You might feel sore for a few days but that will ware off." Gryffin said walking over to the bed.
Dieja walked, steadfast, (that's the word, right?) up to the room in which Jareth was in, and she knocked on the door, Araie next to her.
Araie sighed, "I don't know what goes on in his mind. Nothing sane is for sure."
"Yeah, mabye." Dieja sighed.
"Come in" Jareth said putting on a dark green robe Gryffin handed him.(HE WAS SHIRT-LESS..yum!)
Dieja walked in and smiled warmly at Jareth, Moro, and Gryffin. Then her smile faded. "Uh.. Araie had an... accident."
Araie limped in, Gryffin went over to hima nd exmined(sp?)the wound. "Hm, not too bad." he said waving his hand and a white bandage was around the wound. "What happened Araie?" Jareth said getting out of bed.
THIS NEXT PART IS NOT PART OF OUR RPING!!!!!
JARETH SAID GETTING OUT OF BED, TO FIND HE HAD NO PANTS ON! "BLOODY HELL GRYFFIN! WHAT DID YOU DO? STRIP ME?!?!!"
"Murderer's Row get to him." Dieja told Jareth, then added; "That's some unicorn you have." Dieja smiled and looked away when Jareth looked at her.
"Murderer's Row is one not to be taken lightly with." Jareth said "And as for Artek--what were you two doing in the stables anyway?"
"Araie wanted to show me something." Dieja shrugged. She looked at Jareth, and, didn't smile, but just gazed on.
Spike was lucky- He went into his crypt, right on time. The second he closed the door, the sun peeked out, and sirens could be heard, headed for Michelle's house.
Spike wasn't vamped out anymore, as he went into his sleep, the sleep he had been goin into, for the past 102 years.
"What did you want to show her, Araie?" Jareth said looking at Dieja with suspious eyes.
Dieja raised an eyebrow. Did Jareth REALLY want to give me that unicorn? she thought.
Araie grinned(a cheezey grin)which told Jareth all he needed to know. He turned from Araie to Dieja with a small smile on his lips, "Did you like her?"
"Didn't get to see her, but thank-you, very much Jareth." Now, Erm, I haven't seen my faeries in a REALLY long time... do you mind taking me to my castle?
"Sure." he snapped his fingers and Jareth and Dieja appeared in the palace. Jareth was wereing the same outfit we see him in the scene when he give Hoghead the drugged peach.
Dieja smiled and ran to her throne room, were several faeries were, upset because of their missing queen. When the saw her, their faces lit up, and they all ran to greet her.
Like magnets, they all clung to her and wouldn't let go. Dieja laughed. "Okay, guys! You can let go now! Guys? Hello? FAERIES! I'D LIKE TO BREATH ANYTIME SOON!!" They all let go, and started talking all at once.
Jareth leaned against the door frame.(*gasp*...*wheeze*) Dieja turned her head, and looked over at Jareth. (*gasp* need.... air...*)
Jareth looked away from Dieja, and started to leave Maybe I should work on Murderer's Row... he thought.
Dieja called out to Jareth; "I'll talk to you tomorrow Jareth!" Dieja smiled and sat down on her throne, relived to finally be back in it. She called to one of her faeries, Cylinnia. "Cylinnia, may you please go search of a few books, on myself? I need to know how I became the Faerie Queen, for I cannot remember..." The faerie nodded and flew off.
Jareth nodded and left for the stables.
Dieja shrugged and read a poem on faeries.
I cannot see faeries,
I dream them,
There is no faerie can hide from me,
I keep on dreaming till I find him.
There You are! Primerose! I see you!
Black wing! Spike lit a ciggarete. He leaned against a tree, and smoked. (I'm NOT promoting cigaretes! They are DE-MEN-TED!!) A young wonam passed by, barely noticing Spike. Thunder was heard overhead, then it started to downpour. The woman stopped, looked up, and ran under the same tree Spike was under.
She sighed and turned on her cell phone, and dialed a number, which was most likely her boyfriends number. She nodded her head at Spike, and then someone answered her phone.
"Hey Steve!" she greeted. "Yeah, I'm on CANADA KICKS A55 road, and it's POURING! Please come pick me up!" the woman paused. "Yea, Okay... uh- huh..." the blonde woman rolled her eyes. "FINE... I'll walk then..." she hung up on "Steve. "What an a55. God..." She sighed, and then, her cell phone died.
Spike nodded to her and said: "Rough night?"
She jumped. "Oh? What? Oh... yes, totally, and COMPLETLY!! First, my boss makes me work overtime because Claire came in half an hour late, then on my break some loser tried to steal my purse, THEN my ex-boyfriend comes up to me and hits me! Right across the face! Where do you think I got this damn bruise on my eye from?!?!"
Spike stared at her and then held out his hand. "I'm Willam. Who' you?"
The woman shook his hand, then dropped it.
"Your hands are so cold... Huh? Oh, yes, I'm Michelle."The rain was just a spit, now.
"Well, Michelle, can I walk you home?"
Michelle smiled. "Sure. I'm dumping Steve now anyway! All he cares about is his job partner anyway, Jenna. I think he's cheating on me."
Spike eyed Michelle. She had long, blonde hair, (just underneath the shoulder blades)
Her eyes were chestnut, and she was wearing "Dirty" Hip-Huggers, and a CANADA KICKS A55 shirt. She was about 24 years of age.
(IT DOES!!! CANADA DOES KICK A55!! I MEAN, LOOK AT AVRIL!! SHE KICKS A55, AND SHE'S CANADIAN!! WOO!! Emeniem is still better though...*grins*)
Spike growled lowly, as they walked, in silence, to Michelle's house. Michelle opened the door, and asked Spike:
"Would you like to come in?"
Spike smiled. "Yes, It's very kind of you to invite me into your home..."
"Would you like a snack?" (okay... I admit it... I copied this from and Angel episode... What's so great about Angel anyway?)
Spike smiled. "Yes, thanks."
She walked over to the refrideoeorater (How the HELL do you spell refrideeoeorater?)
"Something small, or big?"
Spike vamped out. He replied, with Michelle back turned, "Something... big."
She turned around and screamed.
Gryffin let out a very audible yawn and streched his wings. His wing span reached to both sides of the room. He sat on his hunches, God he was ravenous! Gryffin made a dead cow appear and began eating it...raw.(...yummy...)
Dieja stood up. "Is Jareth, well, uh... LIVE again? Do you know? I so worried... And I don't even want to imagine you..."
Moro shrugged and stood up and started to walk toward Jareth's chambers.
Dieja followed. (*gasp* wheeze*)
Moro knocked on the door. A muffled 'Come in' was heard. She opened the door...to a gross sight. Gryffin had torn the cow apart...blood and guts were splattered on the hearth rug. Blood covered Gryffin's mouth.
Dieja looked over Moro's shoulder, and was to freaked to speak. Then, she finally murmured: "Th-That's just gross."
Moro had a hand over her mouth. "Sorry. I got hungry." with a wave of his hand the maimed cow and blood from Gryffin's mouth was gone.
Dieja sighed with relief that she didn't have to walk through the cow blood and guts.
"Is Jareth alright?"
"He's sleeping right now. I was a moment ago, but my stomach started to talk. Sorry about before. Usually I'm not a messy eater." Gryffin said streching his wings again, showing all the scars and holes in them.
Dieja smiled, then looked at the holes and scars in his wings. "You really might wanna get those looked at..." Dieja tried to prduce a crystal, but it wouldn't work. She grunted in annoyance, and rolled her eyes.
"What? Oh, dragon wings heal extremely fast. These scars tell stories. Pick one and I'll tell you who gave it to me." Gryffin said.
"Uh... mabey later... Sorry, just not in the mood." Dieja put her hand in her housecoat (okay... castlecoat) and pulled out a-packet of Juicy Fruit Red? "Uh... whatever." Dieja shrugged and put a stick of the YUMMY gum in her mouth. (I'M HHIIIGGHHH!! ON JUICEY FRUIT RED!!)
Gryffin shrugged and folded his wings and laid down again. "If Jareth wakes tell me." then he fell into a light sleep. Moro was little disapointed, but went over to the sleeping Jareth.
(*shruggs* whatever*)
Dieja smiled lightly and walked out of the room, leaving Moro alone with the sleeping Jareth.
Moro turned into her wolf form and jumped onto the bed next to Jareth. She got comfortable and fell asleep(GEEZ...THE WHOLE CASTLE IS PRACTICALLY ASLEEP...)
Araie was getting bored chewing on his bone, so he got up and went looking for Dieja. He really hadn't got to know her, and thought he had nothing else to do.
Dieja sighed, she stood in front of a fire, and warmed her hands. "This castle is freezing." She said to herself. "And very gloomy. If only I had my magic... Oh well. I think I can wait for it to come back..."
Araie limped on the ice cold floor. His pawz were numb. He walked in a random chamber to find Dieja in front of a fire(brb...parents)
Dieja didn't notice Araie. (sp? I can never get his name right...) She took a deep breath, and wondered what the faeries were doing.
"Dieja?" Araie said(*gasp*.....*wheeze*)
Dieja jumped, and spun around. "Oh! Hi! Araie! Something the matter?
"No, nothing is the matter. I just got bored nawing on my meat bone." Araie said sitting on the hearth rug.
"Oh..." Dieja said, rolling her head. (*gasp* *wheeze*... LISTENING TO FIGHT MUSIC BY D12!!)
Trying to stike up a conversation Araie said, "So, what have you been up to Fairy Queen?"
"Well... not much... I now have pnmonia... thanks to the Aboveground... I feel fine though, and uh... No magic... So I'm basically mortal... and uh... haven't seen my faeries for a month or two..."
Araie nodded and lay down in front of the fire. "Can I ask you something?" he said looking into the flames.
Dieja shrugged, and sat in a huge cusiony armchair. "What do you have to ask me?"
"Where and when did you meet Jareth?" Araie asked.
Dieja's head sagged. "Erm, I uh, was twelve years old, and I uh... promise not to tell anyone."
"12 huh? Youngling. Why? What you do?" Araie said going over and putting his head on her lap and gave her the puppy eyes.
Dieja Dieja took a deep breath, and started. Dieja started: "WEll, when I was twelve, (1848) I hated my life, because my parents beated me, and my brothers and sisters were spoiled. Luckily, I went to school. Unluckily, I had no friends. My teacher would make me sit on the three-legged stool, of whip me... god I hated that... and, everybody condemed me. They ingnored me, teased me, AND the constantly tormented me. The only thing that made me happy was the book, I found several years before: The Faerie Queen. Then, one day, I was riding a biycicle, around ten 'o' clock that night, (I dunno... did they HAVE bikes then? Okay, whatever. Its a really crappy one) down a wooden sidewalk, of course, and three girls just came out of a candy store, and one of then picked up a stick and threw it in my path. Once I hit it, my bike flipped and i broke my arm. I was mortal, and it hurt like hell. Everybody was gone, and I was left, alone. Then, ANOTHER bad thing happened. It started to rain, and thunder crashed in the skies. I ingnored the pain, and called Jareth." Dieja sighed and sat back in her chair.
"You sound like you had it as bad as Bowen did before Jareth and I came along." Araie said. "Then what happened? Did he come?"
Dieja shrugged. "Well, I'm here, Aren't I?
I didn't expect him to come, but he did. I can still remember those cold eyes, staring into mine..." Dieja shuddered. "He didn't say anything, he just smiled and handed me his crystal. As soon as I touched it, my arm was healed. He then held out his hand, and the next thing I knew, I was here, in this castle." Dieja looked around, then into the fireplace. "Don't remember how I became the Faerie Queen, though. Wish I did."
"Look in the library. It has books on mostly everything." Araie pleased that he got something out of her. "One more thing, before Jareth, did you love anyone?"
Dieja looked at Araie, then answered. "No... not that I can recall... Probably. I was constantly fantasising about falling in love..." She got up and still contiued to talk to Araie, though she was up and looking for a book, on how she became the queen she was.
"Who is William the Bloody? Sorry, I saw you reading a book called that." Araie said.
"William? Oh... he's a vampire, he tortured his victims with railroad spikes... I don't believe in vampires, anymore." Dieja answerd.
"Why don't you? They are real if you look hard enough." Araie said sitting again by the fire.
"I don't know, I always used to believe in them, I don't know what happened. However hard I try, I just-can't."
"If you want me to stop nosing into your own business tell me, because I've got a lot to ask you." Araie said smiling.
Dieja smiled, and climbed up the big but frozen ladder, and pulled out a book from the second-level of book shelves. "Oh, no it's fine..." She opened it, and a ton of dust, and the smell of moth-balls met her face. She shut it quickly, and coughed.
Araie laughed a Borren laugh. "You should have brought it down here. I have a trick to opening those old books." Then he started on his bone again.
Dieja smiled at Araie and said: "So, what do you have to ask me?"
"Come on tell me why you don't belive in vampyres." Araie said finishing the meat on the bone and nudged it into the fire where it crackled and burned.
Socks watched the Borren and Fairy Queen from up on a high shelf.
Dieja shrugged. "I don't know... I just... grew out of it, I guess... I'm sure there really IS a reason, that I just never relized."
"Fine I except your answer. Next question: can you scratch behind my right ear? It kills." Araie said trying to scratch it but to no avail.
Dieja laughed and walked over to Araie, and scratched him behind the ears.
"Ahh.." he said "OK, thats enough. One more question."
Dieja stopped scratching, and sat down.
"What if I told you, that there is a brand new unicorn filly down in the stables who needs caring for and an owner?" Araie said.
Dieja looked at Araie. Then she shrugged.
"Don't have anything to say..."
Araie grinned, "What would you say if she was was yours? If you want her of course."
Dieja stared at Araie, then a huge smiled played onto her lips. She had no IDEA what to say! "R-Really?" she finally managed to say. "Why?"
"Lets just say, an early Christmas present from Jareth. The mother unicorn had twins, rare. But it happened and he is giving one to you and the other to Moro. He would have givin her to you before but after the little incident that happened. You understand. Come and I'll show you. Better put a jacket on, its still snowing out there." Araie lead the way to the stables.
Dieja slipped on her housecoat, (castlecoat?) and followed Araie, her cough starting to come back.
"You OK?" he asked when she started to cough. He opened the stable doors "Come on, in here, its really warm inside."
Dieja smiled, and pulled her hand away from her mouth. (she was couging) "Yeah, I'm fine. Thank-you." She stepped inside the warm stable, and looked around. She didn't go to the stables much, just to ride, sometimes. She didn't do that much.
Suddenly a blue unicorn's head stuck out of one of the stalls. The Borren walked quietly up to it, "Come on Dieja, don't be afraid."
Dieja walked over to the unicorn, and smiled. (*gasp... wheeze* man, she SMILES alot... @_@)
"This is Azure. He is always sticking his head out first to see who comes in. Go on, pet him." The unicorn smelled her hand before letting her touch him. His horn was an ivory color with a blue gem at the base. Azure's eye's were a deep blue.
Dieja stroked the unicorns mane. It was silky, and felt almost like water. She bit her lip, (in happieness this time) and then she pushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She wispered, softly, "Thank~You..."
(I don't like useing this: - This: ~ is a lot more interesting...
"If you think he's something, wait till you meet Artek, Jasmine and her twins." he started walking again. A pale yellow unicorn's head poked out of its stall. "Thats Raye, she's a bit stubburn. And that one-" a green head poked out of another stall "is Blaede." As they walked down further a piercing whinny was heard in a dark stall.
Dieja frowed. What was wrong with the unicorn that she heard whinny? (I stink at writing messages... not long enough...)
"Thats Murderer's Row. I have no clue why jareth still keeps him. The unicorn is mad. Knock it off Row!" he barked at the stall. The unicorn didn't stop, he went on at it as if there was no tomarrow. Then he showed his head. He was coal black with mad red eyes, and his horn was sharped to a deadly point. He had a blood red gem at the base of his horn.
Dieja stared at the unicorn with horror. She leaned into the stall, where the magical horse was backed against the wall. She didn't even relize the danger of being so close.
The creature backed up ears bent back. "He hasn't killed anyone yet, but he's poked a few holes in Jareth with that weapon he has. He's not even a unicorn, Row is a half breed." Araie said. Murderer's Row looked at Dieja with those red eyes of his.
(ATTACK OF THE DORKY POST!!!)
Dieja gasped at the unicorns eyes. They were filled with so much pain, so much anger. She slowly backed up, and didn't notice that her dress had caught on the lock, and now the gate was unlocked. Dieja was scared of this unicorn, and didn't want to stay in it's presence any longer. She looked away, and the gate swung slowly open, without the noticing of Araie or Dieja. (I have no idea why, but I want to see some blood, SOO... nevermind. I thing you know what I'm leading to. )
The black beast ran out of the stall. It had black bat-like wings. Row reared and whinnyed loud rousing the other unicorns in the stables. "Thats what I ment by half breed! Run!" Araie yelled dashing off to the exit. Row was faster, Araie growled at Row showing his teeth. Row got a shot and stabbed Araie in the shoulder. He gave a yelp and fell to the floor. Blood on the half-breed's horn and on the floor. Row turned toward Dieja red eyes ablaze.
Dieja screamed, and looked at Araie. She wanted so bad to run to him, but she couldn't.
The black beast already had her eyes on her, and she was trapped in the (freaki'n!) corner! (Oh No! What will happen to Dieja and her friend? find out, in two freaki'n years!)
Row looked at the cornered Dieja. The other unicorns were whinning for him to back off. He gave a whinny which was more like a scream.
Dieja backed agaisnt the wall, more concerned for Araie than for herself. She could not protect herself, for she had no magic. "Oh! I WISH I payed attention in Defense Against The Dark Arts!" Dieja moaned.
There was the sound of a breaking stall lock, but Row paid it no mind. He pawed the ground, and lowered his head. Row charged at the defenceless Dieja. He was half-way there when a white something reared in front of him, he stopped. Araie woke pain burning in his shoulder, to see Row backing fearfully into his stall by an all white unicorn.
Dieja shut her eyes tight as the mad horse lunged at her. She expected pain, but none hit her. She opened her eyes, and saw the black unicord backing into it's stable as a white unicorn was driving it back. (another spike post, coming up!)
(YAY SPIKE!!)Araie's jaw dropped, but he snapped out of it and went to Dieja's side. "You OK?" he asked.
Spike left Michelles home, feeling refeshed. He had just killed her. He lit another ciggarette and walked away from her house. It was very cold outside, but Spike didn't notice. He headed towards his graveyard, and snuck into his crypt, for dawn was approching.
"Yeah, I'll be alright." The white unicorn stood tall before them. "Thats Artek. Jareth's unicorn. J rode him in the war." The unicorn was all white and seemed to glow a bit. He had a long flowing mane and tail. Calm blue eyes, that were like water. But his horn, unlike the other unicorn's was made out of crystal. Same with his hooves, and he was muscular.
Dieja gazed at the unicorn. How come I never saw this unicorn before?she wondered. Then, she snapped back to her sences. "Araie, we better get you to Gryffin. I want to see Jareth, anyways."
Artek gazed at Dieja, then walked back to his stall. "Sorry you didn't see your filly." Araie said limping to the stable doors. Before they left a loud whinny was heard from Murderer's Row's stall.
Dieja shrugged as she put on her coat. "That's okay." She looked back at Row's stall as she heard the whinny.
"Do you think Row is just lonely?"
Jareth woke(ITS ABOUT TIME SLEEPY HEAD!). His chest hurt slightly. But he paid it no mind. Moro was still asleep beside him. Gryffin lay by the fireplace.How long was I out for? he wondered. "For awhile." came Gryffin's voice. "Have you been keeping watch over me?" Jareth said sitting up. "No, Moro has been doing that, while I finished my meal in the dinning hall." Jareth ran a hand through his unruly blonde hair. "It worked, just to let you know. You might feel sore for a few days but that will ware off." Gryffin said walking over to the bed.
Dieja walked, steadfast, (that's the word, right?) up to the room in which Jareth was in, and she knocked on the door, Araie next to her.
Araie sighed, "I don't know what goes on in his mind. Nothing sane is for sure."
"Yeah, mabye." Dieja sighed.
"Come in" Jareth said putting on a dark green robe Gryffin handed him.(HE WAS SHIRT-LESS..yum!)
Dieja walked in and smiled warmly at Jareth, Moro, and Gryffin. Then her smile faded. "Uh.. Araie had an... accident."
Araie limped in, Gryffin went over to hima nd exmined(sp?)the wound. "Hm, not too bad." he said waving his hand and a white bandage was around the wound. "What happened Araie?" Jareth said getting out of bed.
THIS NEXT PART IS NOT PART OF OUR RPING!!!!!
JARETH SAID GETTING OUT OF BED, TO FIND HE HAD NO PANTS ON! "BLOODY HELL GRYFFIN! WHAT DID YOU DO? STRIP ME?!?!!"
"Murderer's Row get to him." Dieja told Jareth, then added; "That's some unicorn you have." Dieja smiled and looked away when Jareth looked at her.
"Murderer's Row is one not to be taken lightly with." Jareth said "And as for Artek--what were you two doing in the stables anyway?"
"Araie wanted to show me something." Dieja shrugged. She looked at Jareth, and, didn't smile, but just gazed on.
Spike was lucky- He went into his crypt, right on time. The second he closed the door, the sun peeked out, and sirens could be heard, headed for Michelle's house.
Spike wasn't vamped out anymore, as he went into his sleep, the sleep he had been goin into, for the past 102 years.
"What did you want to show her, Araie?" Jareth said looking at Dieja with suspious eyes.
Dieja raised an eyebrow. Did Jareth REALLY want to give me that unicorn? she thought.
Araie grinned(a cheezey grin)which told Jareth all he needed to know. He turned from Araie to Dieja with a small smile on his lips, "Did you like her?"
"Didn't get to see her, but thank-you, very much Jareth." Now, Erm, I haven't seen my faeries in a REALLY long time... do you mind taking me to my castle?
"Sure." he snapped his fingers and Jareth and Dieja appeared in the palace. Jareth was wereing the same outfit we see him in the scene when he give Hoghead the drugged peach.
Dieja smiled and ran to her throne room, were several faeries were, upset because of their missing queen. When the saw her, their faces lit up, and they all ran to greet her.
Like magnets, they all clung to her and wouldn't let go. Dieja laughed. "Okay, guys! You can let go now! Guys? Hello? FAERIES! I'D LIKE TO BREATH ANYTIME SOON!!" They all let go, and started talking all at once.
Jareth leaned against the door frame.(*gasp*...*wheeze*) Dieja turned her head, and looked over at Jareth. (*gasp* need.... air...*)
Jareth looked away from Dieja, and started to leave Maybe I should work on Murderer's Row... he thought.
Dieja called out to Jareth; "I'll talk to you tomorrow Jareth!" Dieja smiled and sat down on her throne, relived to finally be back in it. She called to one of her faeries, Cylinnia. "Cylinnia, may you please go search of a few books, on myself? I need to know how I became the Faerie Queen, for I cannot remember..." The faerie nodded and flew off.
Jareth nodded and left for the stables.
