Dark Mina: I have to say, I've decided writers block exists but not the way people think. I knew exactly what I wanted to write but couldn't put it in words, it was so annoying. -_- Rawr.

Puck: Was it really that bad?

Dark Mina: I was about to watch Braveheart to get inspiration!

Puck: What's that?

Dark Mina: You're no help! On with the freaking story!

Recap: A giant army full of Iron fey and a few Winters and Summers covered in shining armor, marching and snarling in the darkness of the night. Somehow I knew it was Electra's army marching, but it was confirmed when I saw her in the front of it all. She was covered in armor like the rest of them, looking angry and ready to kill. I wondered where they were going and then—I don't how—I knew they were going to Tir Na Nog to go against Mab before any of us could warn her.

Thorn

I gasped as I woke up, breathing heavily. I was looking around wide eyed like as I imaged Electra's army again. It was huge, an army she has been gathering for years maybe. Mab wouldn't have that big of an army would she? I wondered silently.

"Thorn?" Kierran suddenly asked me.

I looked at him surprised. "Wh-what?"

"You weren't breathing a minute ago," he told me.

"What?"

"I woke up when I realized you had stopped breathing...I-I thought you had just died..."

"No...I-I...I just had a vision..." I stuttered.

"You've never stopped breathing though, have you?"

"I don't know."

Kierran pulled me in closely and I let him, hugging him tightly. I thought back to my vision and of Electra in all her armored glory. She was set on killing for her goal, no matter how many people had to die. I knew it didn't matter who they were to her either.

"Electra is coming here right now," I realized and quickly pushed myself up. I seemed to move too fast though and fell back down. Thankfully Kierran caught me quickly, sitting up. "What's wrong with me?" I asked.

"Nothing is wrong with you," Kierran answered, a chuckle in his voice. "You just made yourself sick. Next time you use your glamour, remember you have to use both of them."

"Both of them?" I asked.

Kierran nodded as he helped me stand completely. "Yes, it's dangerous if you don't. Now, I think it's time to warn Mab, and explain to me what you saw while we're going."

I nodded and Kierran led me to the door. I quickly gained my balance and walked with Kierran down to the throne room. As we hurried down the hallways I explained to Kierran what had happened in my vision, but in the middle of my explaining I froze. Before I passed out, Kiri had the same scar from my visions when I was poisoned.

"Wait," I said grabbing Kierran's arm. "I-I think I made a mistake in living..."

"What?" Kierran asked, his voice sounding frantic. "What are you talking about?"

"Kiri's neck scar, it was in my visions when I was unconscious," I explained.

"What are you talking about?" Kierran repeated.

"The visions I had, I thought they were if I died, but Kiri's scar on her neck was in my vision. I think I was wrong and they were really if I lived..." I trailed off, even I couldn't believe it.

"That can't be true!" Kierran suddenly yelled. "How could you think that? It could have been a coincidence."

"I doubt that..." I muttered.

"What are you two yelling about?" Kiri was suddenly standing a few feet away from us. "Did you two have a fight about what flavor your wedding cake should be?"

"Nothing," Kierran said quickly. "We have to warn Mab that Electra is coming with an army, right now."

"What? I don't think we even have the army together yet," Kiri said. She moved passed us quickly and we had to run to keep up.

We followed Kiri into Mab's throne room. Mab looked at us with annoyance, but Kiri went right up to her. "Electra's army is coming, now. We have to get the army into position right a way."

"Her army is full of more than just Iron fey, but Winters and Summers too," I added.

"How do you know this?" Mab asked, as if it was nothing.

"I saw her and her army marching here," I answered.

"How did you see this?"

"A vision," I answered simply.

Mab eyed me for a long time before nodding. "Kiri, find Ion and Izo and get my army out there, immediately."

Kiri nodded and left instantly. After she left Mab looked towards Kierran and me. She was silent for a long time until she suddenly asked, "Will you be fighting with us?"

I looked at her, surprised she even asked us. I thought she would automatically assume if we were or not, I never imagined she would ask. I really was never expecting it.

"This isn't just your fight. If we let her continue, our homes will be next," I answered.

I almost thought I saw Mab smile, but it was gone as quickly as it came. "Then I would hurry to catch up with Kiri, or find Ion or Izo before she does, to get armor."

Kierran and I nodded, turning away to go in the same direction Kiri had. There was so many twists and turns though that I had no idea where we were going, although I think Kierran seemed to. I didn't think he would know for how rarely he was at Tir Na Nog. After another left turn we found Kiri, Ion, and a white haired Winter that had to be Izo. They looked at us emotionless and almost annoyed when we entered the room.

"What are you doing here?" Kiri asked.

"Mab told us to find you," Kierran answered.

Ion and Izo raised an eyebrow, but Kiri was the only one to speak. "For what?"

"We need armor," Kierran and I answered together.

There was a pause before Izo asked, "Mab said you needed armor?" Kierran nodded. "Alright, then come with me." We followed Izo towards a large room full of weapons of all sizes and kinds. There was black smiths in the back, along the wall, and a smaller room filled with armor. Winter equipment had always looked so beautiful to me. It looked like iron, but was reflective like ice and even looked blue sometimes in the light. "Let's start with you," Izo said, pointing to Kierran. "Men are usually easier to find a fit for." Kierran nodded as Izo and him began looking through the armor hanging on the wall. They pulled only four down, comparing it to Kierran, and found his. Wow, he wasn't kidding, I thought. That was really fast...

Izo looked up at me with his ice-like eyes and seemed to measure me. As Izo looked back up at the wall of armor it appeared to only take him a couple of seconds to analyze the wall before shaking his head. "I don't think we have anything your size," he said finally.

"Can we see if any of them will fit first?" I asked.

Izo shrugged as he held up a chest plate towards me that was barely too big. The third one he grabbed was barely too narrow. The fourth one he found was built for my body type, except for the shoulders. We kept this up, finding chest plate after chest plate that would barely not fight, until Izo gave up with an annoyed sigh. "Guess we're going to have to make you a completely new set of armor," Izo sighed.

"Can you make it before...I think, before tomorrow morning?" I asked.

"That won't be a problem to do," Izo said. "But I don't know who else might need armor..."

"You don't even know that? Do you have your army together at all?" Kierran asked, shocked with a large hint of annoyance.

"We've had defenses together all along, but a big enough army to go against the mixed army coming here right now? We're nowhere close to having a sufficient amount of soldiers," Izo explained.

I sighed. "What's the problem? You can't find enough people?" I asked with genuine curiosity.

"That is what we're having problems with, mostly."

"Have you thought about maybe joining with Oberon's defenses?" I asked. "Together we would have a large enough army."

"You do realize your in Tir Na Nog, right?" Izo said and left the room, walking towards one of the black smiths. The general whispered to him quickly and, with a small nod from the black smith, he came back to me. "Come with me, we're going to get your measurements."

I looked to Kierran, but he was suddenly with Kiri and looked to be having a nice conversation with her. I couldn't help a small happy smile, but as I turned back to Izo I whipped my smile away and nodded. "Where are we going?"

"Just upstairs to the tailor," Izo answered.

I nodded again and followed Izo. The tailor room was actually very quaint and a cute little room. There was a slim woman making a beautiful dress on a manikin, her back was towards us and she didn't seem to notice us though.

"Elith," Izo suddenly said in a serious tone.

She looked up at us, her hair falling in her face. "General Izo?"

"You can take measurements for me, right?" he asked.

Elith nodded and stood up, she had some pins in her hair and a measuring tape in her hands. She looked at me and gestured to a stand in front of a tall mirror. I hesitantly stood in front of the mirror and had her measure me up and down, and annoyingly side to side. When she was done, she wrote my measurements on a piece of paper and gave it to Izo.

"Is that all...?" she asked him.

He nodded and took the paper, leaving without another word. I followed him quickly, surprised it had gone so fast. I wondered what the tension in the room was, but didn't dare ask him. As we were walking back down the hall to the stairs, Izo stopped me with putting an arm in front of me. "Do you really believe Oberon would help us?"

I was shocked he even asked. I'm just having a surprising day with Winters, I thought but nodded. "Puck and the Iron queen is there right now, they'd convince him somehow."

"Would you be willing to send a message to them?"

I nodded again. "Of course."

Izo nodded, putting his arm down, and continued to go to the weapons room again. I followed him silently back to the blacksmith, who silently took the measurements and got to work. As Izo was talking to the blacksmith, Kierran came up from behind me.

"Where were you?" he asked me.

I looked up at him. "I had to go get my measurements for my armor."

"I should have guessed, shouldn't I?" Kierran asked me.

"Probably," I said with a smile.

Kierran smiled back, but both of our grins disappeared as Izo walked in front of us. "Can we talk some more Thorn?" Izo asked me.

I nodded as I said, "Of course." I looked at Kierran and squeezed his hand before following Izo.

Izo pulled me to the side and instantly asked me, "Could you write a message for Oberon and bring it to me so we can send it?"

"I can send it without you, General," I answered. "Oberon will get it before the end of today, alright?"

Izo nodded but didn't look so sure. He didn't say anything more though and left to somewhere I didn't know. "What was that all about?" Kierran suddenly was behind me again.

"Getting an extension to our army," I answered.

Kierran looked at me confused, but I didn't answer his unspoken question, not yet anyway. Instead, I walked out of the weapons room to get the letter written. I went up to the room and pulled out a piece of paper, writing the message quickly. I opened the window and looked around until I finally found him. Outside, the Wolf was sitting perched, with his ears moving around as he listened. He looked at me as I came closer.

"Do you know where Grimalkin is?" I asked him.

"Why would you like to know?" he asked him.

"I need him for something," I answered.

"And what would that be?" Grimalkin's voice suddenly came from behind me. Why does this keep happening today? I thought annoyed.

I turned to look at the gray cat and held out the rolled up paper to him. "Take this to Oberon," I explained. Grimalkin didn't make a move to take the letter so I shoved it into his face. "To prevent our world from becoming an Iron dominated dystopia, you will take this to Oberon without any deal from me." I don't think Wolf or Grimalkin had enough words of surprise to say anything. Grim took the piece of paper into his mouth and ran towards what I hoped would lead to a trod to the Summer court.

"So, want to tell me what that was?" the Wolf asked me.

I smiled at him. "I hope you'll find out soon." Wolf seemed to watch me in confusion as I walked back inside. I ran into Kierran as I came inside though. Hear we go.

"Okay, what are you doing?" Kierran asked me annoyed.

I sighed. "I'm not doing anything bad, I'm just trying to help against this war."

"How exactly are you trying to do that?"

"I, um, had Grimalkin take a message to Oberon; asking him to send his defenses to help us tomorrow..."

"What?" Kierran asked.

"I'm just giving it a try, okay? We need it though, they don't have a big enough army and they won't have one by the morning, Kierran. Our parents are there and hopefully they'll be able to persuade him. I've seen this army, remember?"

Kierran starred at me for a moment before nodding. "You got a point..."

I smiled lightly at him. "What did you think I was up to anyways?" I asked.

He chuckled with a shrug. "I guess I thought you were working with the Winters on something..."

I raised an eyebrow and shook my head. "You're paranoid."

"I have my reasons after my fiance just turned into the biggest psycho I've met."

I glared at Kierran at that. "Never call her that again, alright?"

"Agreed," Kierran said with a pained look on his face and rubbing his chest. "I think I pulled a muscle just calling Electra that actually."

I smiled. "What did you pull? You're heart?"

Kierran pulled a dazzling smile over his lips. "Of course, because it wasn't you that I was promising to marry."

I laughed a bit. "Oh, such a romantic you are."

"Of course, darling." Kierran leaned down, kissing my lips softly I could barely feel. "Mab's party is going to start soon."

"The usual celebration before a war?" I asked him.

Kierran nodded. "Do you want to join them?"

"Knowing you don't, I don't either."

"Is that your real answer?"

"Yes," I answered. I smiled up at him.

Kierran, growing up in the Iron realm, never participated in the parties before a war. He never saw it as a tradition but something ridiculous, so he never participated in it and never will. Being in the Winter court I didn't want to be part of the party either if Kierran wasn't with me. Kierran and I hibernated upstairs more and more as the night came closer. We weren't bothered much; Izo came to tell me that my armor was ready and then Kiri tried to bring us down to the party, but we weren't about to budge.

"Kierran?" I asked after a long time. I was laying my head on Kierran's chest and had his arms around me.

"Yeah?" Kierran asked me.

"I-I know you don't exactly approve of this celebrating deal, but..." I didn't exactly know how to explain what I wanted. "If Oberon's defenses don't come tomorrow, we could all die..."

"Thorn," Kierran said my name so quietly I almost didn't hear him. I looked up at him and Kierran pressed his lips to mine. Even though we have been having make out sessions over and over again at every chance we got since I woke up, it still felt as if it had been ages since our lips had touched. The weird temperature of Kierran's hands on my skin as he pulled my shirt up, holding me more tightly, made me shiver lightly. "Thorn, I love you so much..."

"I love you too, Kierran," I whispered to him, our lips locking again. We kissed and kissed, the passion growing stronger each time our lips met. We were holding each other tightly, but as the night went on the more intense it got.

In the morning, I was curled up in Kierran's arms and wrapped in the blankets. I looked around the room to Kierran's peaceful face with blurred eyes, when I realized my naked back was pressed Kierran's naked chest. I bet my face was the same red my hair was as I pulled the blanket up to my chin and reached for my clothes, but the closest thing to the bed was Kierran's shirt. I guess that will have to do, I sighed and threw the shirt on.

Kierran rustled next to me and with a loud yawn and a big stretch, Kierran pulled me to him and kissed me deeply. I was so surprised but kissed him back with pour happiness. "Morning," Kierran's husky voice said as we parted.

"Well, good morning," I answered and smiled at him, completely forgetting the embarrassment I felt moments before.

"How did you sleep?"

"Better than ever, and you?"

"Best night of my—" Kierran's happy tone was interrupted as a roar erupted through the castle. We jolted up and jumped out of bed, though both of us gained blushing cheeks as we looked at each other.

I looked into the wardrobe and found clothes for both Kierran and I, and disturbingly our armor. "I don't even want to know when they got this in here," I said before grabbing the dress inside the wardrobe and throwing the clothes for Kierran towards him.

"I'm not wearing these," Kierran said immediately.

"There's no time to argue, we need to get out there and now," I growled at him.

Before Kierran could reply a loud banging came from the other side of our door. "Thorn! Kierran! Get up!" Ion's voice came from the other side. "We need to get moving! The army is approaching as we speak!"

"We're not speaking, you're yelling as we're changing," I told him calmly as I pulled the gray medium-length dress on. Kierran was still being defiant in changing in the clothes. I gave him a glare as Ion continued.

"Thorn, I didn't need to know any of that."

I smirked and shoved Kierran's armor into his chest. "Put it on," I told him.

Kierran rolled his eyes and finally threw on the clothes he had on the bed and covered it with his armor. I smiled at him as I said, "You look good, sexy even."

"Shut up and get yourself dressed," Kierran told me as he looked out the door. I quickly grabbed my armor and began putting it on. I couldn't put it on as fast as Kierran could, but I was outside before Ion could leave. He looked at me, but it felt like he was scanning me. He looked back at Kierran though before leaving like he had been about to do when I walked out. "Where is he going?" I asked under my breath, a bit bewildered.

"To the battlefield, obviously. I only took you virginity, not your brains, right?" Kierran asked.

I could feel my face burn up and hit him in the side. "You suck, I thought my dad's jokes were bad. I may love you but I did not need to hear that." I "patted" his face a few times but hit him hard on the last pat.

Kierran chuckled, rubbing his cheek. "I deserved that."

"Yes you did," I told him.

He smiled and I followed him quickly as he headed for the stairs. We stopped at the top though as we watched Winter faeries running around trying to either hide or get ready to fight. I sighed and looked up at Kierran, "Are we ready for this?"

"Does it matter?" Kierran said, as we walked down the stairs and headed towards the doors outside.

Outside in the cold, it was surprisingly less hectic than I was expecting. Izo was yelling order after order, and every person they were towards was following each order. The defenses, and whoever else agreed to help fight, was lined up towards a large army I had already seen. There was archers higher on the castle, their bows and arrows already aimed at the incoming enemy. Mab was ahead of it all though and standing at the ready to fight.

Electra seemed to be the same way as she walked steadily, fiercely, and ready to kill. One look at her, the same look on her face as my vision, I began to push through the crowd towards the Winter queen. Izo must have seen where I was going and ordered the defenses to separate to let me through. I made eye contact with him quickly before moving faster to reach Mab. As I reached the front, Kierran was right behind me, Ion and Kiri was standing with Mab also and looked at us confused. My answer to their unspoken question was looking at Electra at the front of her army.

Electra smiled and held up a hand, stopping the huge horde. "Like what you see Kierran? What about you Ion?" Electra's voice echoed over the field. "This all could have been yours, all this power, these people following your very comand. Yet you both want that puny army behind you and that ginger bitch."

I raised an eyebrow at that, and as I opened my mouth to reply, Mab's lips moved faster. "Now, now, no reason for vulgar language, even if it fits your vulgar looks. You're the one who started this, Electra, and we are hear to end this. You may think this is a war waiting to happen, but I don't think you know how quickly you will die in all of this. We are going to fight you Electra, but it's a waste of time. You will die soon, I promise."

Dark Mina: Ready for this?

Ash: Let's do it!

Puck: YEAH!

Dark Mina: I'm not...*looks away*

Puck&Ash: *Glares at Dark*

Dark Mina: I've never done some big fighting war scene! This was actually supposed to end when she woke up after the wyvern poisoned her...

Puck: Serious?

Dark Mina: Yeah...

Ash: Short story much?

Dark Mina: I'm not skilled enough to make long novels yet, okay?

Ash&Puck: Lame!

Dark Mina: You two suck, but I have a request for all those readers that's stuck with me. I want to see how you guys see these characters, so anyone who'd like to draw them and send me the drawing please tell me. I will post mine on deviant art two or so months from now.