Ian plunged into the deep blue water. He heard shouts from above. He swam up for a gasp of air……..BAM! A blast from one of the cannons shattered his ears. A nearby splash told Ian he had nearly been hit. He ducked under and began to swim away from the ship. He prayed the somewhat clear water wouldn't give him away. He swam a great distance from the ship and turned around, his head bobbing above the waves; it seemed as if the pirates had forgotten about him. But wait, he saw a small boat propelling towards him at an extraordinary speed. Forgetting his fatigue he shot off and began to sprint towards shore. The boat was close behind as he climbed onto the sand. Ian ran off into the jungle, with pirates pursuing him. Leaves thrashed and twigs snapped as the race through the jungle continued. Ian ran through some leaves and ran into a small boy by a tree.
"Who are you?" the boy asked
"Ian" he grunted as he began to climb the tree in an attempt to get away from the pirates.
"Hey! You're Eric's friend!"
"How do you know Eric?" Ian was interrupted by more thrashing and shouting; the pirates were coming. "They're coming" he gasped. "Here climb up here; after they leave we'll talk." Ian reached out his hand to help Tootles scramble up the trunk of the massive tree.
"We can't keep him in there forever!"
"He's going to try to escape"
"Questions will be asked"
"What about the other fairies, they'll really want to know what he's doing here!"
"I don't understand any of this"
"What will we do?"
"We need to do something!"
"How are we going to handle this?" Questions rang throughout the room. A group of powerful fairies were meeting to find out what had to be done. The head fairy banged his fist on the table. The room fell silent.
"We will do what must be done" He growled "But not a moment too soon. He will continue to live amongst us until the time is ideal. He will become one of us. Eric will live and eat and work with us……at least until the time is right. But we have to do this correctly"
Eric squinted at the white walls. Beds with petal curtains lined the walls, similar to the one he was laying in. Pictures hung on the walls, fairies occupied other beds and fairies roamed up and down the aisles of beds. Fairy hospital Eric thought. He tried to move but he was stiff. Not like tied up still, but stone-like stiff. He looked down. He was all bandaged up! What happened to me? He didn't hurt, but for some reason his whole body was bandaged and plastered and splinted and anything else that you could do. He looked around wildly. A nurse came up to his bed. She was holding a cup in her hands.
"What happened to me?" Eric said in a scratchy voice, he was so thirsty.
"Drink this" she commanded. The nurse held a cup to his lips (for he could notdo it himself) he sipped at the liquid, it felt icy on his throat but it burned it too. It was the most awkward sensationhe had ever experienced. "How come I don't hurt?" he asked, voice returned to normal.
"That's what this is for" she stated as she set the cup on his bedside table. "No you should get some rest" She drew the curtains around his bed and left as he fell asleep. When he awoke it was dark. He felt as if he were swelling up. It was almost like every single growth spurt he had ever experienced was happening all at once. The bandages squeezed his rapidly swelling body and he moaned in pain. The nurse came running in and frantically poured some more of the awkward potion down his throat. He felt his body return to its normal state. "There you go." The nurse cooed. "That'll keep you small" she walked out. Keep me small? The minute she said that, a vague memory of being big entered Eric's mind. But the memory clouded over as he found himself once again asleep.
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