Chapter Eleven – The Woodland Elf

She had synthesized a serum that had shown some promising result, but she had to admit that she wasn't entirely convinced. She wouldn't be surprised if there was some kind of underlying, potent magic surrounding a Korrigan curse where the samples were able to show promise outside of the host but once injected into the host, had no positive effect on the curse.

But sadly, things were as good as she was going to be able to get them. She had called Trick with the news and he eagerly gave her directions to the woodland Elf's hollow. From living in the Congo, she was used to finding her way off the beaten path, but still, finding a tree hollow in the middle of a forest took some serious skills.

After about an hour had passed and she'd gotten lost more times than she would like to admit, she finally arrived. She knocked on a small door in the front of the tree. A weak voice mumbled something inaudible on the other side of the door and she took that as an invitation to enter.

The hollow must have been enchanted because it was much larger on the inside than it was on the outside, not enormous but quite big enough for a regular sized person, about the size of a bedroom or a small trailer. She saw a small Elfin man lying on a bed, his pallor was frightening, if he hadn't moved his eyes Lauren might've thought he was already dead.

"Hello, I'm Doctor Lewis, Trick sent me to help you."

The Elfin man opened his eyes wider and Lauren noticed that they were an incredible shade of emerald green.

"What is your first name Doctor?"

"Lauren."

"Nice to meet you Lauren, I'm Tue." He smiled at her warmly and she returned it, coming next to his bed to hold his small hand in hers.

"Very nice to meet you Tue, it's always nice to meet a friend of Trick's."

"I was thinking the same thing."

"Well thank you. Now I don't want to give you any false hope about this, I'm not entirely certain that this serum will work. I've done my very best and you can trust that I'd do absolutely anything for a friend of Tricks, especially such an old friend."

"I trust you Lauren, I know Trick would not send someone in less he truly trusted and believed in them. Honestly, you couldn't disappoint me dear because at this point, I have no hope. I know I'm a dead man so just the fact that you came means more than I can tell you. You're so very kind to have come."

"It's my pleasure, honestly. Now, shall we get started?" She asked as she put her briefcase on the bedside table.

"Of course."

"Now I just have to mix the serum and then inject it and we'll have to wait and see." Lauren said as she began to mix the serum. Before much time had passed at all, it was ready.

She tied a tourniquet around his arm and prepared the needle. When she was done she turned on Tue for his approval to continue. He nodded and she injected the serum carefully into his arm.

A few seconds later, Tue closed his eyes and lifted off the table, his body convulsing in a severe seizure.

- Tue: Peaceful Man in Old Norse

I know this was a super short chapter but what can I say, it sets up the next 1/2 of this story which is getting closer and closer to complete every day. Now I don't want to toot my own horn but the next chapter is pretty much the pivotal chapter for this entire story so brace yourselves. Now it'll depend how much feedback I get in the next 24 hours that will decide how long I will make you all suffer until I post it. Muhaha.. :P Lots of love to all my Doccubus peeps who have made it this far with me!