Jareth took a deep ragged breath, his right arm hanging, as his blood dripped onto the white marble. His mixed matched eyes glanced over to the twins. Chance sat limply against the wall, blood slowly trailing down his face, seeping into his tunic. Chase knelt next to his brother, face set in concentration as he quickly cast a healing spell, hands held just above the wound.

If Jareth had been paying attention it would have never happened. He had thought he saw Kaye walk past, dressed in a silver gown, her face devoid of all emotion as she glided through the halls.

It had caused him to lose focus on the fae before him just long enough to have him drive his silver blade through his shoulder. Chance had been at his side in an instant, taking on his enemies as well as all of Jareth's now. Chase moved so he was near his king but before he could assess what needed to be done, his brother was struck with an assault spell, causing him to collapse. Jareth grabbed his sword up with his left hand before shoving Chase away with his injured shoulder.

"Get him out of here!" He had yelled before placing his self in front of the fae soldiers. Chase had instantly started his strongest healing spell as he dragged his brother out of the way. Jareth now turned his attention to the fae before him, a smirk on his lips as he swirled his blade, a strong wind whipping his hair around his face.

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Kaye nodded to the nurses as she walked out of the hospital. She was finally away from constant supervisors and nagging nurses, free to hunt down a certain barn owl that had been her only focus day and night. As she took a step outside in the simple white dress the hospital had provided, she found herself smiling lightly for the first time in days. The wind blowing gently on her face, ruffling her short red hair. She started walking down the sidewalk, looking around her until she found herself alone next to the wooded area she had been staring into so vigilantly. She took a deep breath, wondering slightly if she had gone crazy before rushing into the bright green wood. She ran to where she had last seen the owl, the thin slippers she had been given quickly tearing and being ruined by the underbrush and mud.

She paused in her running long enough to peel off the hindering fabric before rushing back through the wood. By the time she reached the large oak he had been perched on, her dress was torn and covered in mud at the hem, small traces of blood staining the cotton from all the scratches that littered her body.

"Jareth?!" Kaye screamed out, her voice hoarse and raspy from not having used it in a while. Looking up into the large tree, her eyes looked for any sign of white and tan feathers. "Jareth! I'm here!"

She started to walk around the tree, still looking up into the branches. "Jareth!"

Kaye tripped on a root, her hands and knees slamming onto the hard ground. Tears began to sting her eyes as she noticed bloodstained feathers strewn around the base of the tree where she had fallen. She gulped down a sob as she grabbed a hand full of feathers and dirt. If the feathers were there then she hadn't gone completely crazy. She had been seeing an owl there for the past few days. She wiped her eyes with the back of her other hand roughly, turning the skin red but stopping her tears. She looked around but didn't see a wounded, or worse, owl. So that meant that it was still alive somewhere. She had hope and she was going to cling to it.

/././

Kaye didn't respond to anyone that tried to talk to her as she rode the bus to her old home. Fear still tickled her belly at the thought of Alex being there, even though the police had told her he was dead. She knew that she had to be a hot mess but she could only look at the feathers in her hands as she thought about what course of action she could take next. She knew that she needed to get money so she would have to get a job, maybe someone at the market would hire her part-time. That would also give her a chance to see Jareth there in his owl form like last time.

Then she would hunt for her parents. If she found them maybe it would help her determine if everything was a dream or perhaps something else. As the bus slowed to a stop she looked up. She hated that she was back in this town.

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The Fae King threw one of his servants across the throne room, not caring when they crashed into the wall, their neck snapping on impact.

"I told you to watch her! And yet I had to go find her wondering the halls myself?!" He roared, everything in the room getting a fine layer of ice on top of it with his rage.

"S-she s-shouldn't be able to m-mo-move sire." Another servant said, their voice shaking from cold and fear. The Fae King smiled at them, slowly walking up to the servant who bowed their head, body shaking.

"And yet she did." He said smoothly. "If this happens again…" The Fae King tilted his head so his mouth was next to his servant's ear. "I'll kill your whole family and leave you to clean up after."

The Fae King walked away, letting the servant fall to the floor in shock as he went and sat down in the chair next to Kaye who was now staring blankly ahead, a single tear trailing down her cheek, only to be frozen in place with the cold.

A/N: I do hope you all are enjoying the sequel so far! Please comment and follow!