Leap to Fly:
Trinity:
I shot up in a panic. The sweat from my dream caused loose hairs from my ponytail to cling to my neck and forehead. I tried to calm my heart rate by breathing in big gulps of air. My eyes glanced wildly around the room, trying to find a sign of my father or Oren. No one was there except the usual people.
I shoved the hairs off of my face with a sigh. I collapsed onto the bed once more before looking over at Meghan. She said to talk to her if I needed her, right?
My feet hit the cold mahogany wood with a light thud. Even that made me cringe. I took a hesitant step forward; I almost expected a hand to shoot out from underneath my bed and drag me under. I shivered. I raised my hand to shake Meghan's shoulder but stopped halfway. I just needed a walk or maybe a run will help.
I quickly pulled on the pair of shorts and t-shrt I had packed before leaving. The sun barely kissed the horizon when I made it to the courtyard. I stretched my limbs then plugged in my ipod. The music flowed through me and seemed to push me forward. Sweat shone on my skin by my third lap around the kingdom walls.
Faeries came and went as I continued. They would sit and watch me as I tore through grass and flowers. GIrls stuck their noses up at my sweaty mundane clothes then quickly left. After deciding I had enough, I collapsed on the ground in the shade. Tears mixed with sweat as I laid in the field.
"You look gross." A masculine voice said. I looked over at Ash to see his face scrunched to a pinch.
"So do you." I whisper, not in the mood to play nice with anyone.
"I try."
The grass rustled beside my ribs. "I'm not here to interupt your...stinky time. Wait yes I am. Ellyllon wants to see pronto. Just follow the yelled insults and you've found your way."
I pushed myself to my feet in front of Ash. Like Puck, Ash was at least a foot taller than me. Everyone in Faery Land seemed to be tall. It is annoying.
I weaved my way through the kingdom, my ipod still playing in my ears. Whether I 'found where I'm supposed to be or not, I don't really care. I didn't want to talk strategy with anyone because I already know what I have to do. My dream last night made that very clear.
,*.
An hour or so later, Ellyllon found me roaming towards the kitchen area. She scolded me countless of times about what I looked like at the moment. She went into what would happen to me. A bath in herbal oils, then a massage with some rose oils, my face would be "painted", then hair and my dress. It all seemed too complicated in mhe steam y opinion...
Meghan was already in one of the baths when I arrived. I smiled at her, but she turned on me with a cold shoulders and continued talking to one of the Satyrs doing her nails. I ignored her attitude and passed it off as being cranky.
The steam billowed around me, making a blush spread from my chest to my cheeks. Minus all the steam the hot water made my every one of my muscles relax. A moan was caught in my throat. I sunk my body down untl my chin kissed the water.
People were in and out of the bathing rooms throughout the hours. Some tended to my nails while others tended to my body or hair. My nails were made to look like a french manicure. My body was soaped and rubbed with rose petals. It was like getting ready for the homecoming I was never asked to or even bothered going. Next, Ellyllon pulled me out from my massage to style my hair. My long locks had been straightened, curled, and yanked into ponytails and buns.
"I don't understand!" Ellyllon growled. "Your hair doesn't want to work with me!"
She continued to twist my hair until it fell into perfect curls. A spark of inspiration brightened her eyes. Her nimble fingers began doing a type of braid. It started above my left ear and wrapped down across the back of my head. She clipped white flowers to keep the braid in place. (A/N: There are links on my profile for the dress and hair)
The soft velvet material fell over my body. It hugged and and floated around me in the perfect way. The corset was crossed underneath my breast. It and the outer part of my dress were a deep green, the same green as Puck's eyes. It was like a renassiance gown and I adored it. The earrings were emeralds in the middle with diamonds surrounding in dangles and spikes. My mothers necklace hung down my neck and between my breasts as usual. A silver ball bracelet sat delicately on my wrist.
"Perfect." Ellyllon whisper smoothing a curl over.
I waited for minutes before Puck arrived. He stopped halfway with his jaw brushing the floor. I'm sure mine was doing the same. He was wearing an emerald tunic and silver pants. He lifted his eyes lashes so that his eyes met mine. Puck's eyes sparkled a new color of green because of the color of the tunic. His flaming hair curled over his forehead. What seemed to be electricity crackled in the air between us. My nerves danced underneath my skin. Excitement filled every inch of my body.
Puck walked over to me and offered me his arm.
"You look beautiful, Kitten." He whispered while his eyes lazily trailed over my body. "Like a faery princess."
Together we walked through the Seelie Court in silence. Music and glitter fluttered in the air around me. A new feeling of dread settled in the pit of my stomach. Something is going to go wrong. Very wrong.
Puck:
I was less than excited to watch Ash escort Meghan. I should have been the one to take her because we are from the same Court. It would be way more appropriate. Trinity doesn't belong to a Court and technically neither does Ash. I scowled. Their relationship pisses me off in every way possible.
I stopped dead in my tracks once I reached the room Trinity. My jaw dropped to the floor as my eyes traveled up the hem of a dark green dress and up the slim back side of Trinity James. Her dark hair floated down her back in curls. Her brown eyes were wide and doe like. It was hard to keep the smile from curling my lips. Yes, this will be fun. Very fun.
"You look beautiful, Kitten." I tell her after reaching my arm out. "Like a faery princess."
Trinity and I walked through the Court in silence. Her small hand clutched my elbow. When we reached the flowery door, her steps dropped back. As though she were hesitating or dreading the party.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
She shook her head. "Something is wrong."
I scratched the back of my head and watched Triniy's eyes shoot around the room. Her eyes would occasionally settle on a face then quickly move on. They finally landed on me again. Her teeth bit down on her lower lip.
"It's just nerves, Kitten, don't stress yourself out."
She gave me a small look before nodding.
Throughout the hours, Trinity and I danced, talked, and ate. Her eyes never stopped glancing around. Meghan came around clinging to Ash's side like a leach. If angels walked around in Nevernever, I would have mistaken her for one. She had a white gown with a purple lace cloak over it. Her honey blond hair was a simple layer with a circlet through it.
"You look pretty, Meghan." Trinity smiled kindly.
Meghans eyes trailed over her and she hid a look. "Yeah."
I frowned, who was this Meghan? She was cold and distant.
"Princess, you need to be nice."
"Why? I don't need to be nice to an impure being."
Ash and Trinity froze. My jaw dropped. What is wrong with her? Meghan has never been so cold or rude. Not as long as I have known her.I met Meghan's eyes then froze. Her once blue eyes were turning a steely gray. Hard cold steel.
"Says the stupid halfblood." Trinity snapped.
Meghan glared hard at her. "You do not speak like that to me. I am a princess!" She stomped her foot.
"Sorry to break it to you, princess," Trinity sneered saying princess sarcastically, "but your father exiled you. He was probably embarrassed to have a whore for a daughter."
Meghan stepped threatheningly towards Trinity and Trinity mimicked her movements by stepping towards her. They were standing toe to toe in a cold glare. Everyone in the room was tensed and was watching the girls.
An unfamiliar smell reached my nose. It wrinkled with distaste. The smell was a mix of Earth and Ozone. Power crackled around Trinity. It was sharp and scary. A yellow light full of energy began to consume Trinity. A harsh wind behan to blow, swirling around us.
"Trinity." My voice was weak, crackly. "Stop it."
Nothing happened. "Trinity!"
Nothing.
FInally, I reached out and yanked her body towards mine. What felt like an electric current shot through my body. I cried out in pain before dropping to my knees. My body collapsed on the floor in spasms. Trinity's bright light went out with the rest of them. My eyes slowly began to slip close.
"Puck!"
Trinity:
"Why? I don't need to be nice to an impure being."
I froze. Meghan called me impure? Me? Okay screw her cranky attitude. Something inside my chest snapped. It certainly wasn't hurt.
"Says the stupid halfblood." I snap.
"You do not speak to me like that. I am a princess!" She glared at me then stomped towards me.
"Sorry to break it to you, princess, but your father exiled you. He was probably embarrassed to have a whore for a daughter."
Meghan stomped towards me again. I did the same. By now we had the attention of every faery in the room. Something snapped inside of me again, and power surged through my body. A warm feeling swallowed me whole. A dark feeling of barbecuing Meghan right here entered into my mind. The torches would do it perfectly.
Faintly, I could hear someone yelling my name. Part of me pulled away from the darkness, but it wasnlt great enough to pull out of the power trance. It swelled more. Something or someone grabbed me and yanked me away from the power. The power was no longer focused on Meghan, but focused on the person grabbing me. All of it reached out to grab its victim. A painful cry broke through my power haze. Whoever grabbed me let go. I turned to see Puck on his knees.
"Puck!" I yelled. His head hit the ground. I quickly dropped to my knees. I pulled his upper half into my lap. "Someone help him! We need help!"
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Minutes turned to hours and hours turned to what seemed like forever. Puck didn't stir but his heart kept a steady beat. Guilt consumed my very being as I held his lifeless hand. Meghan had glared at me and stomped off with Ash. They haven't even visited him. Nice friends.
This couldn't happen again. This new ability freaked me out. I couldn't control it and surely it will happen again. I grabbed a book and ripped out a page then grabbed a pen from my bag.
Dear Puck,
I'm sorry for hurting you. I didn't know that I had that ability,obviously. Therefore, in order to protect you, I must go. I will find my father on my own. Thank you for the help and I'm sorry I couldn't wait for you to wake up to say goodbye. Good-bye, Puck.
-Trinity.
I placed the note in Puck's fist then turned towards the door. I gave him one last look before walking away.
Thoughts? And before one of you say you don't like the way Meghan and Ash are acting, there is a reason for that. :) And I dislocated my knee the other day by tripping over a book bag, so I'm on bed rest and hopefully I'll upload more.