Part 2 : But now we are all awake and we are screaming.
She understood it immediately, at the moment where it happened, and a smile took place on her lips. Fiona smiled a lot in this moment, because her plans really worked well.
The fairy was happy.
Yes, it could be said that way, Fiona, the Black Fairy, the one who lived alone in exile for like three hundred a year, was finally happy.
She won, was completely victorious and with no enemies.
She was with her son, her son she loved so much and that she sincerely didn't want to break. He was the only one in town that she wouldn't make suffer, the only one who had a happy ending. It was for this reason that she would spare Belle and Gideon, who made no troubles to her.
But, about Neal, it was completely different, this one was going to wake up, and she really wanted to see this, to see his reaction, and his horror, or, on the contrary, to see him happy of the situation.
Fiona wanted to see Henry being the one who forgot, and Neal, the one who would remember, and, especially, she wanted to be the one who would make things come back to what they used to be.
As they should be.
It had been too many time since she began to live in darkness, so the fairy didn't see any more how much her actions were cruel and monstrous, nor until where she went finally, whereas she just wanted to protect her son.
She didn't do any distinction between good and evil, it didn't matter for her, even though before she wanted to fight the darkness for her son.
It was because of that that she did nothing to him, because even though Fiona, only human, disappeared under the Black Fairy, a part of her was still on the side of good, and still cared for Rumplestiltskin.
But today, it wasn't important for her, as she was waiting for her grand-son to wake up from his cursed sleep.
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Again, the spell was weakening this morning, and this time, the spirit of the former Lost Boy woke up completely and unconsciously, he fought against the spell. A fear took him then, as the feeling that something was not normal.
He was feeling good.
He felt too good, and it didn't happen since a long time.
In fact, he finally realized what was wrong.
Neal was not alone, and it was the most weird thing ; there was a body against his. It was not Tamara, nor Emma, and even though he could have doubts toward this, it would had been easy to understand that it couldn't be the case.
Because this body was the one of a man, and it didn't surprise Neal that much, after all, him and Hook… yes, that was another story.
He didn't remember immediately who it was, his spirit was still lost between his present and past life, he couldn't remember.
He didn't want, in fact.
Almost despite himself, Neal had a sight full of calm, and, pulling Henry's head against him, he decided to go back to sleep.
No, he didn't want to know.
He didn't want to wake up.
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Fiona chuckled as she saw that her grand-son still refused to face reality, his spirit wanting both to fight and give up. She couldn't wait any more, waiting with impatience for the moment where he would be forced to finally see what happened to him.
But it wasn't time, and Fiona wanted to see another show, more interesting, an another awakening.
As she walked in front of Dr Hopper's office, she saw him, panicked, walking there, going round and round in circles. She frowned, as she didn't think about him.
Every people or almost in town could wake up, it depended on the curse and on people themselves, and she must confess to herself that she didn't believe that he would wake up. Entering without announcing herself, she then received the look full of anger of the man.
"You… you manipulated us, all of us. What you did to Henry… you made us think he was crazy… you…
- Well, doctor Hopper, said the mayor in a soft and almost caressing voice, calm yourself.
- Ho… how could I calm myself ? You took everything from us, you lied to us ! You will pay for all the things you did Fiona, you…"
The fairy made an annoyed sigh, then she agitated the hand, satisfied to see that her magic still worked well. Yes, the curse was not entirely performing, but it wouldn't last. When Archie would wake up, he would forget everything again, and forever, normally.
Yes, the mayor could fix her problems in a much more easy way.
But it would not have been that funny that way.
By the way…
Blue had the impression to receive a true slap in the face, as her memories of the other live she lived were mixed with her current one. She then started, not understanding what was happening to her.
But, unlike Neal, she didn't get back to sleep, and she stand up, awake, a little frozen.
Lost.
When she finally saw things clearer, her first reaction was anger, the second was fear.
The third ?
Disgust.
She saw herself then, as she was at that moment, naked, dirty, and she now wanted to vomit.
Because if her spirit revolted against this, her body didn't seem to complain.
She wanted to scream, but she didn't have the strength to do it, and tried to cover herself. Blue began to tremble, desperate, remembering everything.
Her attitude of submission toward the Black Fairy, all the things the other one did to her, the torture, the manipulation, this certitude to be a culprit. To be punished for what she did, and she understood that it was a part of Fiona' punishment.
All of this made her fall, and she burst into tears.
All her thoughts were loosing themselves, mixing with the others, and she almost forgot why she was crying, trying with all her forces to remember. She couldn't forget, if she did it, if she accepted her fate, then it would be over, and Fiona would have won.
But would it help her to do that, to have this certitude ?
How could she resist, as it could be so easy to forget ?
Her body hurt, and was trying to make her sleep, forget, conditioned as it was by what Fiona did to it. She fought, of course, but broken as she was, she knew that she wouldn't do it for a long time.
She just hoped that Fiona would stay far from her.
But obviously, her wish wasn't granted.
§§§§
It was even better than she could have thought. Her enemy was there, broken and crying, hating herself and hating her too. This anger and this pain were invading all the cellar, and the fairy really enjoyed it.
There, she had her revenge, and it was more wonderful than anything else.
Admiring the fairy's body, she entered in the cellar, and she smiled as she saw Blue's body starting, almost without wanting it.
Walking next to her, she sat down next to the former amnesic person. Blue didn't have her powers any more, she could do nothing to her, and the thing was that, she was used to obey without saying anything to her guardian, and then she did nothing, almost appreciating the mayor's touch on her.
"So, Blue… what is happening to you ?"
The other fairy shivered ; she almost forgot how much the mayor's voice could be fascinating, and she almost wanted to let herself fall under her spell.
"You know it Fiona !" She whistled, enraged, looking up.
The Black Fairy's smile crossed her like an arrow, and she looked down, shameful, wanted desperately to apologize. She frowned, feeling the magic around her, and there, she understood, and her courage left her.
"So… you did it, right ?"
The other smiled even more.
"Yes, that's right."
Softly, she explored again Blue's body, who didn't move, almost ready to give up, even making a little cry full of indignation as the hand left. Trying to be herself again, struggling against Fiona's magic, she jumped, and went far away from her.
"Don't touch me !"
The hypnotizing smile of the mayor was mocking her, as if she knew that she already won, and it was the problem.
It was the case.
"You're sure ? You weren't saying that, last time..."
A flash crossed Blue, as she remembered something like that, and she had a look of horror.
"You… you raped me ! She hiccuped.
- I don't think that, Fiona whispered (even though it was not far from the truth, a thing Fiona didn't even realize), I just… made you see things in a different way, and I made you understand where your interest was.
- By making me become your sex slave ?
- Call that as you want, you can't deny that you liked it."
It was something she couldn't deny, it was true, even though it hadn't been really her.
It was the truth.
And it scared her.
Her body was reacting to the Black Fairy, too much, and she tried to stay away from her, as much as she could, event though her will weakened more and more. She knew that it was a lost fight, that magic was too strong, and that herself was too weak.
And her spirit was not better, not after all the tortures she had to endure from Fiona.
Not as her body was used to it, and couldn't live without it.
She was lost, and she knew it.
It almost made her smile.
"So ?"
The more ironic thing in this, was that, for the first time, the other fairy was waiting for her consent, and Blue didn't see it as a mark of kindness, oh no.
It was the contrary.
Because, it was the interest.
That she gave up by herself, that she understood that it was more intelligent not to fight.
And there, just there, this monstrous woman would have completely won.
On her, on what she was, on her spirit and her body fighting against each other.
It would be the end, it would be over, she wouldn't be able to come back.
Because a person who would love the Hell in which she would have plunged herself in would do nothing to flee from it, even though her fate would be desperate.
The absurdity of her situation appeared clearly to her, and she almost burst into laughter.
She would have wanted to fight, but she couldn't.
I am sorry…
She was selling her soul to the Devil, or at someone similar, and her body started with impatience, understanding that everything was decided.
It was what she wanted, things to come back to what they were before, that Fiona took the control, and she cursed the other woman for making her feel these things.
Before she completely fell, she asked herself what would have happened if Fiona didn't fall into darkness, what would have been between them.
She would have wanted to know it, because, obviously, the fact that her punishment had been organized that way didn't happen by chance.
Leaving these thoughts, she then plunged directly into Hell.
It was time, because she couldn't resist any more.
"Alright, she said, alright, anything you want."
She just wanted this pain and this shame to leave her alone, and she wanted to be again in this state of happiness in which she was any time Fiona touched her, just wanting to feel her hands on her body.
And she didn't care about the moral, and the other, or anything in which she ever believed before.
She wanted to come back in time, when the mayor helped her cure from her culpability by making it grow more and more. She wanted to obey again to the mayor, without any discussion, without suffering.
Just be hers forever.
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Fiona felt a deep excitation growing up in her, more and more, seeing how much Blue did become pathetic.
"Oh… for sure, darling. I'm okay with that."
Blue sighed with relief, as the fairy's lips took hers again, and that Fiona get rid of her frustration.
During the centuries where she had been alone, Fiona had dreams about Blue, every nights, and, as she fell more and more in darkness, something woke up in her.
Her hatred and her anger grew up again and again, focusing on the one who banished her, as she forgot Malcolm, as she thought he was dead, and didn't care for Tiger Lily, who tried to help her.
This fairy, that she didn't see many times, and that she saw first as someone almost divine, angelic and magic, little by little, she hated her more and more, and if her purpose had been to cast her curse, she also wanted to get revenge.
Fairies don't know love, some of them don't, in fact, Fiona was an exception, and they didn't have any experience of sex. In Fiona's crazy spirit then grew up a profound desire, to make Blue pay through this way, to hurt her, to destroy her, and make her love it.
To destroy her, bring her into Hell, where she would have never thought she would go, to make her loose herself.
It was that who helped her support this, that and the certitude to see her son again.
And at that moment, as she hurt Blue's body, who wanted more of this, she couldn't help but think that she did it.
But, unlike what Blue thought, her victory wasn't complete, oh no. Her fall needed to be admired and seen by someone else, that another person saw this.
Someone who believed in Blue, or at least, who did this
Fiona had a smile, and, before she was taken by pleasure, she found it.
Oh, it would be perfect…
Tinkerbell was walking in the streets, lost, not understanding why she remembered. The curse hadn't been broken, it was easy to see it, and she was afraid of the things she would find in the town.
She knew some things, as the fact that the one she could ask for help were dead, or didn't remember, but she told herself that she could go to see Blue. This one was locked up, and Tink could just think with horror to the things she may endured.
Where she was, Blue was in ecstatic state, and this, thanks to Fiona, who, sure of her entire loyalty and her unconditional love, gave her magic back, but a little changed, and Blue had a sight of real joy, as the dark magic was now in her, which made more difficult for her to resist.
She could get dress, but preferred to stay that way, naked and in disorder, waiting for the orders of the other fairy that came just then.
"My dear Blue, she said with perversity, don't you think that you're good the way you are ?"
With a happy look, the fairy nodded.
"There is a person in town named Tinkerbell."
Blue frowned ; she was sure that she knew this name, but Fiona's hand on her right breast made her forget it.
"She is unhappy, desperate, just as you were before, before I saved you."
Blue, savoring the caress, nodded again.
"I wish I could help her, but she doesn't trust me, and I need you to do something for me.
- What, madam Mayor ?"
Oh, how it had been delicious to corrupt her, and how wonderful it would be to see her do the same thing on this little fairy.
This time, not hesitating any more, Fiona plunged again her hand between Blue's tights, who was barely listening to her.
"Bring her there, and show her how happy she could be in this place."
Moaning, lost, and moved, Blue accepted immediately.
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She wanted to go outside naked.
As she heard it, Fiona burst into laughter, seeing with joy how much she changed the fairy's spirit, altering all the things in which she believed.
"I won't let you do that, even though I wish I could see it..."
To make Blue, who used to be the more moral person of the town, being the most perverted one was sincerely joyful. But she didn't want to let this happen ; she still had to show to the fairy that she had the control.
"But, she said with a smile, I think that we can do something about that."
With a gesture, she gave her some clothes, but Blue remarked that in reality, these one were just an illusion.
"There… you can leave now."
Blue missed the mischievous smile of the fairy, as she was entirely taken by her desire to do things in a good way, wanting to execute her mission.
She perfectly knew what to do, and what to say, act as if she was normal, and as if the Black Fairy wasn't controlling her, as Fiona explained her what to say to Tinkerbell.
This last one didn't expect to see her former mentor.
"Blue ? What are you… how ?
- I escaped, it wasn't easy, but I did it. Oh Tink, I am so happy to see you again."
The fairy didn't see that it was a diversion made by her friend, just thinking that it was a sign that the curse was weakening, and she hoped, ignoring that it was vain.
They talked a little, but Tink finally became suspicious, and finally, she understood.
The magic.
Blue had magic, and it wasn't hers.
The green fairy had a terrified look, understanding that even her friend, that she loved since a long time, was lost too.
She saw Blue's smile become a grimace, her outfit changed, and even before she could do anything, she fell into the arms of the fairy, who now worked for Fiona.
As she came back to the prison, she went to the cellar, where the Black Fairy still was, who addressed her a happy smile.
"I did as you asked me… she was suspicious, so I had to make her sleep.
- It's perfect Blue, you made a good job.
The fairy blushed because of the compliment.
"Well… now, take care of her.
"Yes, Madam Mayor."
As she woke up, Tink stayed troubled for a time, under Fiona's look, looking at this from a far place, waiting to see how the fairy would act toward Tink.
She found this really funny, and pleasant, and she was happy that she thought about it. It was with Henry that she began to try to corrupt people through magic and sex (and manipulation and torture).
And it really worked, allowing her to submit these people to her will, and allowing herself too to satisfy herself.
Fiona went back to present.
Tink was lost, and her perplexity just grew up as she remarked that she was tied-up; and that Blue was there, in front of her.
"Untied me, she ordered her."
Blue's look became sharp, and Tink shivered. It wasn't her friend, it wasn't her any more.
"I won't."
On the other side, Fiona then began to smile.
Now, they were going to play…
To be continued…