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Chapter 6 The Rub
"This is a lot to register you know,"
"Yes I know, take a deep breath now, inhale,"
I did as she calmly instructed me.
"Exhale,"
My breath was heavy and my mind felt like exploding for a million reasons and another million simulated possibilities were buzzing through my very skull.
"Let's take another deep breath, inhale and exhale,"
I followed the simple exercise, however, at that time it felt ten times harder.
"Just think lovely thoughts, think about that girl you fancy, Athelia,"
My contemplation came to a halt.
"How do you know that? Or are fairies gifted with telepathy as well?" I asked in jest.
"Nope, we only change seasons,"
"Then how?" I persisted,
"Oh, you talk while you sleep, and, by the way your verbal speech and body movement, I'd say you had a pretty good one of that,"
I blushed a bit feeling rather embarrassed. I looked up at her, expecting a sneer of disapproval but all I received was empathy and understanding. After the meandering silence, I felt more reasonable, so I led the conversation back to business.
"Tell me again Zarina, why do you want to help?"
"Because I cannot merely witness such savagery and let civilians live in subhuman conditions, I know your world and mine is a far cry from each other but somehow I feel responsible for you,"
She stopped for a moment and continued.
"I realised this when I was designated to inspect and see if any of my dust can be used in an area situated in the south of Phony. It was an everyday run, nothing special actually, until I saw a little girl running towards our forest camp. I signalled the others to secrete ourselves under leaves and branches, you know. And I myself, was hiding with the scouts. Once settled safely in the comfort of the nest, I peered at the girl who, at now a relatively closer distant, seemed so deprived and lost. She was not running, she was sprinting, but what for is beyond my comprehension, until..."
Now her voiced drifted off to a more tremulous tone.
"Until they came,"
"The so-called volunteer division, right?" I guessed,
"Correct, at first I thought they were looking for her, but when they got to her, they laid the girl down on her hands and knees and then took a heavy scimitar out and..." she stuttered repetitiously,
Noticing the difficulty in expressing the scene, I finished it for her:
"And you wanted to stop the execution but only to be stopped by the scouts because they did not want to expose themselves to those bastards, resulting in the inevitable death of the poor girl,"
She nodded with her gloomy teary eyes as the drops fell down her face. She lunged forward and put her arms around me and cried melancholy as I awkwardly comforted her while she repeatedly said:
"I could have stopped it, I could have, and I would not only save the girl but my friend as well"
I needn't say she was dramatic but she was kind-hearted and compassionate.
"Now you understand, so are you going to help me get my own back at them?"
"Zarina, of course I will" I answered,
"Thank you, thank you" she whispered to me,
The sound of her voice was soothing and relaxing which almost made me forget our predicament and rather intimate but inappropriate position.
"Your welcome Zarina but would you mind releasing me" I told her,
"Of course not, here you go" she said,
"I have been thinking Zarina, and I was wondering how would a fairy help us or, possibly, just me in overthrowing the state,"
She smiled deviously and said:
"Magic or more precisely Alchemy, Pixie Dust Alchemy,"
I looked warily at her and inquired:
"I, as a human, am not accustomed to magic very much, that is I do not know if it can kill, hurt, control or even heal animate or inanimate creatures, so do enlighten me on the subject,"
"Now just wait a minute, matey. I am a bit on the suspicious side with you since you could be an undercover operative who was assigned to capture or kill anyone who is a threat to the state and you did suspect me so I can't see any reasons not to suspect you,"
It was ironic, it was. But I was not going to submit to her, no yet at least.
"Then what about the crying and death all about?"
"To get you to trust me, can't blame a woman for using her charms,"
"No you can't, although if I were a spy, shouldn't you be afraid, little fairy" I challenged her,
"Afraid of you! Hah, you couldn't even put up a proper fight, I believe it is you, matey who should be afraid of me," she announced proudly,
"Alright, be that as it may. But, how am I going to earn your trust if I were to fear you?" I questioned,
"In good time, matey, in good time" she answered,
"I understand, now let me rephrase my question. How will magic or Alchemy..."
"Pixie Dust Alchemy, to be specific" she told me,
"How will Pixie Dust Alchemy assist us,"
"Currently, the only thing I can inform you is that it can change the size of objects, which is how I am human sized, and not tiny like a normal fairy. I can use this to get in and out of heavily guarded areas, and the rest of its uses, well, wait and see," she revealed, much to my disappointment for I am sure we can retrieve intelligence data, but that alone can't stop the might of the state, and what she is hiding from me might no be enough either, so naturally I pressed on interviewing,"
"Another important factor just came to me, before I take you to the others, I need to know if the state is..."
"Nope, I'm not even on the grid" she confidently answered,
"Excellent, now the others are, as I mentioned earlier, hiding. But what I didn't tell you is that we made a pack,"
"A pack?" she asked, looking intrigued.
"Yes a pack, saying we must separate in order to not be conspicuous and it also binds each of us to bring the others back if we found a way to liberate the country,"
"And go on, matey" she impatiently demanded,
"And we are all obliged to help in any insurgency against them, if there ever is one, of course,"
"I see, and where are they?"
"That, my dear Zarina, is the rub,"
