The Rising was written by LoveDevil82. And I would like to extend on that story. So I am writing the extension of that story in order to explore some options that were not available by the author. I know stories are abandoned for many reasons. I hope nothing happens to this author. I really hope they don't mind if I take their idea of this story and run with it. I love writing and it might not be the way they would have written it but I am going to give my idea a shot.

When Kensi left to go back to the bar, the four in the room looked at each other. "What is the rising?" Bo asked out loud to all of them.

Trick was flabbergasted at the knowledge that only he and Dyson were aware of. Dyson sighed. Trick managed to say, "Tamsin died for Dyson and Kenzi. With that choice she created an opportunity to do something many Valkyries don't get."

"What is that Trick?" Bo asked again.

"Because Tamsin died saving a human, she broke a rule. The Rising hasn't happened for thousands of years. This will be the first on in about 5 thousand years. Tamsin will be born again in the traditional way, which means by child birth. She has chosen Kenzi to be her mother."

Bo didn't know how to take that. "Isn't that dangerous for both of them?"

Trick had to tread carefully here. "Yes. Any fey born of human is hard. Births tend to be shorter and gestation is shorter as well. However, when a Valkyrie is born like this, it is far worse. Because of the human element of Kenzi, she could die."

"Trick we can't let her die. We need Tamsin but not like this." Bo was trying to think of other options.

"This is happening whether we want it to or not. Kenzi is pregnant and has been since Tamsin died. Limbo moves differently with out time. Tamsin could have been there a few minutes and a month can pass here. What we need to do now is protect Kenzi and help her through this pregnancy. If she lives through the birth, she will be a mother to a Valkyrie."

"Trick, will she be ok. She just up and walked upstairs. We need to know what she wants to do."

Trick thought of it a moment. "Do you mind if I talk to Kezi? You can be there but try to make your presence as little as possible." He looked at all of them. They nodded back in agreement.

Trick walked up to the bar with the rest following. They made their way behind Kenzi. Trick made his way behind the bar and stood in front of Kenzi. He was trying to guage her mood. What he saw caught his breath. She was empty. Her eyes were blank. It didn't even look like she was registering anything until she breathed deep. "Do you want to know something Trick?" Trick took a moment. She never called him Trick.

"I will listen to anything you want to tell me Kenzi." Trick was apprehensive.

"I'm a street rat. Don't get it wrong. I am a street kid. I didn't start that way."

The others were now paying crude attention to the words that Kenzi was saying. She never mentioned her life before Bo had saved her. They thought it was odd but didn't question it.

"Okay." Trick inhaled.

"I have never fully introduced myself. Probably because I never felt the need to. My childhood was good until it wasn't. I was 12 and had to leave everything I knew behind because someone wanted to destroy my family."

"What kind of destruction?" Trick was afraid to ask questions, but he wanted the answers. He didn't want to interrupt her either so that she would keep talking.

"Complete annihilation. I am a long descendant of gypsies. We don't usually come into our powers until we turn 18. I came into mine a bit sooner than that out of necessity."

Trick was trying to remember. He knew the fey owed their continuous lives to the gypsies for saving them during the dark times. For aiding in hiding and evading. For protection and many other things. Something was scratching at his brain that he couldn't quite grasp.

"My name is Mackenzie Malikov, Princess to the Royal family of gypsies." Trick heard a grunt and gasps. He himself was floored. This human that has been nothing but a pain in his side and some fond memories is the heir to the gypsies. His people were indebted to his people. "My family was killed because a lunatic wanted our power. Problem is, we are born with it. We can't transfer it, we can't get rid of it. We live with it. It is who we are. When my parents were killed, I was captured. The plan was to take my powers only they couldn't. After that was a complete failure did this man, if you can call him that, got another thought in his head. Breeding."

Dyson who was listening with everything that he was worth, started to get really mad. Her story was going to get so much worse. His eyes were changing and Bo and Hale were trying to calm him down.

"What happened Kenzi?" Trick asked in a whisper.

Kenzi who still had a vacant look on her face turn to him and put her eyes on him even though they looked dead. "I spent the next 3 years being raped but that mad man. Aa My life turned into a living hell. The first time I got pregnant wasn't bad. It was what followed after that killed me slowly. I miscarried because of my age. Too young you see. I am tiny too. So not even 2 weeks later he was at it again. No time to heal. No time to mourn what was my innocence. I got pregnant 2 more times in the time he had me. " A single tear rolled down her cheek. Trick wished he could give her something but he was afraid to move. "When I miscarried the third time, I snapped. My power came to me and I used it to get away."

Hale, Bo, And Dyson were all in shock. Dyson was pissed. Bo was silently crying, and Hale saw so much more.

"Kenzi, you do not have to do this." Trick was trying to be kind. She didn't have to tell them anything. In fact he should be apologizing for the way that they fey have treated her.

"You need to know. I found a doctor and when I did, I told them what happened to me but I never gave them my name. I found out that too much damage was done to ever have children of my own. After the first miscarriage and the damage done to me when he took my body produced scar tissue and tearing inside. They told me I would never be a mother." Kenzi sighed and took a deep breath. "I got fixed up and I started living on the streets. I can't go home because sadly I didn't kill him. I can't tell anyone who I am because of the target on my back. I thought hiding with the fey would be my salvation and in some ways it has. I can hide my powers here and no one thinks to look at a human. You all despise humans. It was the perfect cover."

"Kenzi, you could have told me at any time. We would have protected you." Trick said.

Kenzi finally had a spark in her eyes. "You who have treated me like a child. For those around me who think I can't handle this world. When I got Dysons love back, when I saved his furry ass from the garuda. Keeping Bo sane. Helping in whatever endeavors you guys have dragged yourselves into, and I am still the weak human. I have saved your lives and you still treat me like I am the one getting the favors." He saw fire in her eyes. "Why would I trust you with my life story let alone tell you who I am?"

Trick was at a loss for words because she was right. They never treated her like she was one of their own. Trick now knows that this was a mistake. "Why tell me now?"

Kenzi lost the fire. "Because the rising is not the only thing at play here. There is a prophecy. One that is older than time. I now know that it is about me. One I heard growing up. It has me rattled."

Trick finally grabbed a hold of that thing that was trying to reach him via the brain. "As the dawn sets on a new age, the new Gypsie queen will be made immortal and have a child. This child will not be a gypsy, but as another being. The queen will be made immortal, and a great peace will come about." Trick stated. "Kenzi, you are human. Not immortal."

Kenzi laughed even though there was no humor to it. "That's the gist of it, even though you are missing some things. But have Dyson smell me. He can tell you." Trick looked at Dyson. Dyson moved slowly. He stepped behind Kenzi, closed his eyes, and inhaled deeply. His eyes popped open. He looked at Trick and then at Kenzi. "How?" Dyson breathed out.

Kenzi again laughed without humor. "Because the Rising. When Tamsin chose me, she made me fey." She kept her eyes on Trick the whole time. Trick for himself was shocked. It had never turned out like this. Being the Blood King though, he knew to school his features.

"Kenzi, that doesn't mean you had to tell me and the others what you went through. Why are you telling us about this? Why are you acting like this?"

Kenzi gave it some thought. "Because once people figure out I am fey, once they figure out I am Queen, and once they figure out that it is a Rising, I will have multiple targets on my back. This is not hey the human turned fey and is pregnant what great news kind of shit Trick. This is me and my carefully built life to stay hidden is going to blow apart." She sighed. "You see me acting a different way, well guess what? When my people find out that I am alive and that I am the Queen that is a part of the prophecy, my honor guard will come to get me. Or at least the ones that are still loyal and alive. Fey will be trying to kill me and the people who protect me. We are glad that we are the only ones in this bar. The other problem comes with the other part of the prophecy. I may be immortal or fey as you call it but I can't pick a side. I'm not light or dark. I'm gypsy. So I have no alliances. The morgan has tried to kill me along with the Ash. In this room are 3 people aligned with the light fey. And one unaligned succubus. The odds are not in my favor."

Dyson chose this moment to speak up. "What do you mean you can't pick a side?"

Trick was recalling his history. "The gypsy queen doesn't believe in light and dark fey as it exists. They are the same whether they choose a side or not because most fey find their way to the gypsy queen for council in their life at some point. Most consider it a right of passage. The gypsies are like fey in that they rule themselves without the outside world. They of course have to follow laws but because they themselves are magical they do not follow a lot of them. In fact, most mesmers pledge themselves to the gypsy queen for protection. She is the only one who can help train them and in return they offer her protection. It does not matter if they are light or dark, if they pledge to the queen then they are neither themselves and if a problem should arise the dark or light fey leaders have to send a request for the mesmer to the queen and judgement is not met out by the leaders but the queen depending on the offense."

Bo finally caught on. "So, it's not that you are unaligned, its that you have your own faction. In your court, nobody is unequal. They are the same and if punishment comes from on high for the people you protect then the judgement is met out by you."

Kenzi nodded. "Problem is getting the word out tto the right people. My honor guard, if they are alive need to know. I need all the protection I can get when this gets out. However, there lies the rub. I don't know who is alive. The other problem is…" She looked at Trick and he nodded. "If the fey of current do not want to align with light or dark, they are welcome in my court. There is a vetting process and of course rules. This can and will upset the leaders of the fey. They have tried and failed to kill previous Queens. That is why my life is a lie. I have been hiding among the people who want to kill me."

This gave them all something to think about. Hale for all he is worth was trying to figure something out. Bo was thinking that this was good news. Dyson was having a hard time wrapping his head around it. Hale finally remembered what he wanted to ask. "You said part of the prophecy, what was the other part?"

Kenzi really didn't want to voice the next part of the prophecy. Because it means someone's life was about to change other than hers. Trick saw that she was struggling to say what it was. He didn't remember. "You know you have to tell them. We all need to know."

Kenzi nodded. "I know but first is one thing I must ask." They all nodded. "I can't tell you the other part of the prophecy until you swear your allegiance to your preference. Because again I am Queen, but you have to also renounce your previous loyalties. This is not something to take lightly. If you choose my court, then you denounce your previous alliances. Choose wisely. I will never turn a fey away, and in my court you are neutral. But the prophecy is private and I cannot tell you."

Trick understood. "Why don't we all do some thinking. Guys go home. I need to speak with Kenzi."

Dyson didn't like it. He wanted to know what was going on. He stood there until he realized Kenzi would only look at Trick. Bo hugged Kenzi and walked out. Hale waited for Dyson. Once they all left, Trick locked the door and escorted Kenzi down the stairs to his private quarters. "Kenzi, what can't you tell them."

Kenzi turned to Trick, "You know too many things Blood King and in this you forgot the most important part of the prophecy. I only tell you this because Patrick, you are essentially neutral and will not speak a word of this to anyone." With his nod, Kenzi accepted the agreement. "The second part of the prophecy is that my mate will hear me when I whisper. I have known who it is for some time. I have tested the theory. The whisper comes from my mind and not my voice."

Trick was astounded. "Who is your mate Kenzi?" Trick had no idea about this part.

Kenzi was shaking. "Its Dyson."

Trick was shocked. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." She shook her head. "I knew for a while now. I didn't mean to stumble on it. I was just whispering in my head about something and Dyson answered me without hesitating. Then I tried again. He kept doing it. He is not mine Trick. He is Bo's."

Trick shook his head. Dyson was her mate. "Kenzi, he hasn't been BO's in a long time. Not since you got his love back. He confessed that to me a while ago."

"It doesn't matter Trick. He won't want to human turned fey. Besides this is a lot to deal with. I am pregnant with a Valkyrie. I am not a gypsy Valkyrie with my own mind powers. This is going to be so unlike anything that has ever happened. I am freaking out. That's why I had to tell you guys. I was told I couldn't have children Trick. How am I pregnant?"

"Fey regenerate. I am guessing you were fixed when they turned you fey."

"Great. They told me this pregnancy was going to be brutal and short."

"Valkyries tend to take about 5 months. Because of their wings, its hard to birth them."

Kenzi was getting scared more and more. "I need help Trick. I need my people but I don't know how to contact them without alerting the whole world."

"Let me see what I can do."

"The fey leaders cannot know."

Trick nodded with her. "You are correct. They can't know. We need to get Tamsin back. We need you alive. You have an alliance with me. I support the gypsy court."

"Are you sure Trick?"

"Absolutely." Trick bowed. "Why did you not say anything to me before child?"

"Would you have believed me?"

Trick thought about it and to tell the truth he probably would not have. "Youre right. Kenzi, act like everything is normal and go home. We can deal with this some more later."

Kenzi nodded. "Trick? One more thing." He gestured for her to continue. "I need help. With all this. Being a ruler. Having a baby. Turning fey. Confronting my past. Will you help me?

"Yes."