Leap to Fly:
My mother refuses to call acer about my computer,soo I'm updating off of her computer...again. Hope you guys have had a merry Christmas and new year!
Trinity:
The weeks went by long and slow. At least that's how it felt to me. Truth be told, I wasn't even sure if it were days, weeks, or months. Puck explained to me that time here was different compared to the time in a mundane world. Since I grew up as a mundane, the time was the same for 'my' world. It was strange. So in order to keep up with time I decided to keep this journal. Starting today.
Oberon says I should write down my thoughts and feelings to avoid stressing myself out. It isn't helping. Each night when I fall asleep, I dream up a new type of nightmare. Whether it is about my death or my fathers death. It always left me scarred. Every moment when I'm alone, I feel like curling up in a corner and bawling. When the others are around I am able to smile and almost give a genuine laugh. Almost.
At times like this I wonder if anyone is searching for me. Or Meghan. Or Puck. Or even Ash. We were all a apart of a public school. Wouldn't it be strange if four students just randomly went missing? Wouldn't someone miss us?
The pen stopped as though it were glued to the sheet. My dad has a mom who I spent countless summers baking cookies and drinking lemonade with. Surely she would notice that the letters and calls from her son have stopped. And I had friends scattered over America. I was bad about writing to them, but I always got around to it.
I grit my teeth together. This was so damn frustrating. I trained everyday but it was clear to everyone that I haven't made any progress. Ash could always throw me around when we fought with swords. Puck was always able to taunt me with his powers. Meghan was better at controling her movements. I have been tossed around like a rag doll for weeks.
"Careful, kitten, you might break your pretty little jaw with all that clenching." A husky voice chuckled from behind me. My eye lashes lifted from the paper to meet the shining green eyes of mr. Puck himself. He was leaning casually against the door frame with his hands crossed over his chest.
"King Oberon sent me to tell you that you need get fitted for a dress."
"A dress?" I questioned.
"Yes, a dress. You know those really long things that girls wear. Usually to a dance or on a-"
"I know what a dress is." I snapped. "Why do I need a dress?"
Puck fake pouted at me. "No need to bring out the claws, Kitten. If we are going to over throw this new realm we need allies. Which means the Winter Realm will be coming. There is no better way to start off a good truce than a party."
Puck pushed off of the door frame and came to sit on the edge of the desk. I snapped the journal closed. Puck's smirk faltered into a frown for a split second. I rubbed my temples slowly while closing my eyes. Minutes seemed to pass before his hand caught my wrist.
"Don't be so hard on yourself, Trinity. You may not see it, but you have made a lot of improvement since you first arrived here. Sure you can't beat us, but we have had lots of practice. Deep breaths, Kitten."
Puck imitaded a deep breath for me. I copied his movements. The floral scent filled my senses then quickly left once I exhaled. We did that for a while after the first breath. We stared into each others eyes as we did it. It wasn't in a romantic way. I don't know what it was. All I know is that I can not look away. The green was so compelling. They weren't all one green though. I could see glimpses of dark and light green. Together our breathing seemed to slow down. SIlence suffocated us.
Puck swallowed hard. "Come on, Kitten."
He kept hold of my hand and led me throughout the kingdom. We walked down various halls and corridors. Everyone we passed stopped to stare at my and Puck's hands. He kicked open grand doors. "We're here." He sang.
Everyone's attention turned to us. Meghan's eyes narrowed in on our hands before she turned away. The room seemed to get colder.
A plump woman, who introduced herself as Ellyllon, placed me on a platform in a far away corner. When Puck tried to follow, she took hold of one of his pointy ears and kicked him out. Once she returned she circled around me.
"King Oberon said that Robin would be escorting you to the dance. I think green will go with his eyes and your skin tone. Your curls are nice for a braid or something." The woman tapped the flower in her hand against her lips. Then began to work. For hours,I was poked and prodded with sewing needles. My eyes blurred and drooped so much that she finally sent me to bed.
Adrenaline and fear pulsed its way through my body. Oren had his hand clenched tightly around my throa. My feet desperately flailed, trying to touch any side of ground.
"Choose, Goodfellow." Oren laughed. "Be careful because either your love will fall over the cliff."
My eyes found Meghan dangling off the side of the cliff that Oren was dangling me over. Puck stood in between, his face holding pain and confusion. His emerald eyes glanced to and from me and Meghan. Oren's hand tightened more. A strangled scream pushed its way out my mouth and I screwed my eyes shut.
"Better choose fast before I snap Trinity's pretty little neck." For good measure, he tightened the grip. "Tick, tock."
"It's amazing how daft you are, Goodfellow. You're stuck between two girls. The one who loves you too much, and then the one who doesn't love you enough." Oren playfully pouted. "Tough world, isn't it?"
Pucks face soured as he snarled, "Stop it!"
"It also amazes me how we both know that you will choose the little iron wen-"
"Puck!" Meghan began screaming though she weren't falling. Puck practically flew over to her and grabbed her hands.
Oren chuckled again. "Say goodbye Trinity."
"No!"
Electricity ran up his arm to his hand. It wrapped around my entire body in a blanket. Excrutiating pain filled every inch of me. Blood curdling screams left my mouth at least five times before Oren carelessly tossed my body over the cliff into the thrashing water.
I jerked up in pain, screaming.
Puck:
I knew this was creepy, but I couldn't help but stare as Trinity's hand shot across the page, leaving a trail of curvy loopy hand writing. Her eyesbrows were clenched together, and her bottom lip was trapped between her teeth. My fingers itched to pull it free.
I leaned my back against the wall while trying not to make any noise. I froze though when her hand stopped and she leaned up. I thought I had been caught so I stayed still. Trinity stayed still. Her eyes were glazed over with deep thoughts.
"Careful, Kitten, you might break your pretty little jaw with all that clenching,"
Trinity jumped slightly and looked up at me. Her dark eye lashes raised in a fairly cute fashion.
"King Oberon sent me to tell you that you need get fitted for a dress."
"A dress?" She questioned.
"Yes, a dress. You know those really long things that girls wear. Usually to a dance or on a-" I smirked
"I know what a dress is." She snapped. "Why do I need a dress?"
I fake pouted at Trinity. "No need to bring out the claws, Kitten. If we are going to over throw this new realm we need allies. Which means the Winter Realm will be coming. There is no better way to start off a good truce than a party."
I pushed off of the door frame and came to sit on the edge of the desk. Trinity snapped the journal closed. I felt my smirk falter into a frown at the sudden privacy. I watched as she rubbed her temples slowly with closed eyes. Minutes seemed to pass before my hand caught her wrist.
"Don't be so hard on yourself, Trinity. You may not see it, but you have made a lot of improvement since you first arrived here. Sure you can't beat us, but we have had lots of practice. Deep breaths, Kitten." It wasn't an exact lie. It wasn't a big improvement, but there was a change. Her biceps became more toned along with her stomach. Her body type became more lean. By the way she was looking at me, I could tell she didn't believe me.
I even gave her an example by taking a deep breath. She quickly followed. Together, we took deep calming breaths. Her brown orbs staring deep into mine. It was then I realized that she had the prettiest eye color. Again. The gold and red and dark browns mixed in swirls and bursts. The moment, all too soon in my opinion, ended when her eyes flicked away.
"Come on, Kitten." I said, swallowing hard.
I led Trinity throughout the Seelie Court realm. In and out of hallways. Her little fingers stayed clasped around mine the entire way. I tried way too hard not to grip too hard because I feared that it would shatter in my bigger hands. And it made it easy to forget that everyone in the Kingdom was staring at us.
"We're here." I announced fairly loud after kicking open the doors. All the faeries stopped to glare, but nonetheless got back to work fairly quickly. Satisfaction filled me when I saw Meghan glaring at our conjoined hands.
After being chased out by Ellyllon, I walked into the courtyard. The stars winked and twinkled at me. I exhaled, wondering if Trinity were thinking of me as much as I were thinking of her. I barely know her, but I know there is something special about her. The determination she has to learn how to fight and get her dad back is admirable.
"You know it won't last, Goodfellow." A husky voice said behind me.
"I don't recall asking for your opinion, prince." I snarled back at him.
"Don't be so touchy. You know what I'm talking about, Puck."
Unfortunately I did.
After everything that had happened, I needed answers too. Even if it meant giving something up to the stuffy Oracle.
"You've come back, Robin." It hissed. "You seek answers about your future. Unfortuantely, you will not get the results you wish."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"In order for you to get your answers, I need something. I want a memory from centuries ago."
The Oracle made me sit at one of the chairs by the table. I lounged back with myhead tilted backwrds. Her long fingernails brushed against my scalp before digging deep into my flitted through my head as though she were flipping channels on television. Memory after memory flitted through before she snatched one up. I don't even know which one she took. It hasn't been a necessity yet.
The Oracle sat across from me with my hands in hers. Her eyes glowed an eerie green.
"Two strong forces are rising. One has already made its prescence known. The other has not. Both realms have a ruler. The silver realm has a light haired angel who will seek answers to protect the ones she loves. The dark haired angel has lightning running through her veins. She has a goal, but it will not be reached. For her death will come quick because of the wrong choice of Robin Goodfellow. He will bring the end to the realm. He will bring the end to Princess Trinity Elizabeth James."
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