Fairy Realm
Just Outside the massive Fairy trees
A large glittering lake with cascading water flowing upwards to the islands above it was surrounded by the sounds of Teen's and fae alike, in one such area of the lake were oriental buildings meant for the far eastern fae folk.
Within a massive and tall pagoda, the population of Japanese teens were running amok. Some were caught up in the games of fae, others were trying to keep to themselves and think of a way home.
Many of the Rebellion's Japanese branch members were working on grouping up, one of them in particular stood outside alone to face the lake with his arms crossed and his feet separately planted firmly in the ground. Fuji had his eye closed while his other eye was covered, the teen opened his eye and looked down to see a grinning feminine fae look up at him.
The fae had ocean blue hair that just barely covered her pointed ears, her eyes held a mischievous look in them as she looked up at Fuji with Bright blue seal-like eyes. Her attire resembled that of seaweed in color, as well as how her loose sleeves swam in the light breeze.
"Watcha doin?" The girlish fae asked with her arms clasped behind her, her face had a cheeky grin and excitement written all over it.
Fuji wordlessly hopped backwards, and stood with a grandiose pose. With his hand out facing the fairy, Fuji had his other hand grasp over his covered eye. "The glittering is naught but an illusion to the great Red Dragon!" He declared with bravado, earning a curious look from the fae. "State your name and business, else the Dark Dragon has no reason to conduct business with thee." Fuji decreed with a deep tone of command.
The creature puffed out her cheeks in annoyance, and stomped her foot in frustration, "Don't you know it's rude to ask other's their name without offering yours first?" She impishly asked.
Fuji scoffed and brought his feet back under him to stand up right, the teen crossed his arms and tilted his head back all the while staring at the Fae. "Foolish Spirit, The Red Wind only gives his name to those that earn it!" He exclaimed with bravado, and pointed at the Girlish fae with a smug look. "Thou believes thou is worthy to even utter thy name?" Fuji asked the Fae with a deep and proud tone.
The Fae blinked, unsure how to respond, before finally finding her voice with an impish grin. "Okay~, then would it take to earn your name?" She cheekily asked.
Fuji tilted his head forward from leaning, and pointed his finger at the Fae. "If you wish to earn the right, you must earn it through combat!" He decreed before swiftly pulling out a boken he had stowed away on his back, "Let us do battle tiny one, the Red Wind demands to cross swords!" Fuji exuberantly announced.
"...but I don't do combat…" The girlish Fae deadpanned.
Fuji stowed his boken away before crossing his arms once more, "Then thou shall only call thee The Red Moon." he responded with a nod of his head.
The fae looked on with a stupefied look, "You wanna be called Red Moon?" She incredulously asked.
Fuji glared at the Fae, "No, you must pronounce the whole name, The Red Moon!" He corrected her with an arrogant tone.
The creature sighed, "That's all I'm getting out of you?" She whined with a pout, only to earn silence from the teen. The fae growled impishly before harrumphing, "Fine, Poly is all you get from me!" She crossed her arms and stuck her tongue out at Fuji.
Nearby, Oni Mask and two of his fellow Teen Shinobis had been dispelling the illusions that their fellow Japanese Rebellion officers and comrades were caught into. They knew about the fairy realm and the lore behind it and unanimously agreed that they would keep their silence and not speak with any of the fairies as they worked on rescuing their own numbers and the other teens who were caught in the crossfire.
No matter if the fairies in this realm were Western, Oni Mask sees no difference as they're just as similar as the ones that they have back home: capricious, mercurial, deceitful and deceptive.
At the current situation he found himself in, he really hated that Dalt Wisney made fairies too child friendly for his tastes. Many teens have no idea how they are slowly being lulled into staying in the fairy realm.
With Cree
Having escaped her room and the fae that occupied it, Cree managed to distance herself away from the mischievous creatures. She looked over her shoulder as she stopped walking along one of the many bridges within the forest, the tiny pixie pests were still following her but kept their distance by hiding within the foliage of the massive trees. Each time she would look over her shoulder, Cree would find the pixies ducking out of sight with chortles of laughter and giggling.
Cree let an annoyed grunt leave her lips before turning back around to continue forward along the bridge connected between two massive trees. If you asked her if she could imagine how things ended up to now back in her early days within the Kids Next Door, Cree would bet she would call the person that told her of all the events that occured up to now to be a crazy tale.
She thought of how it all started, how far back she had known William when the Rebellion began with just them. She thought back to her childhood years, it wasn't as chaotic as it had been like recently. It was her fighting adult Villain tyranny with the knd, there was no way she could have foreseen the chaotic mess of escalating Villainy.
Cree stopped to think how she first met William, but the more she dug through her memories the more she found that William was working behind the scenes even as a kid. Her mind came to an abrupt halt when she remembered the time Sector V's treehouse came under attack by teen ninjas, she was still Numbuh 11 at the time, an unknown kid garbed in some ninja-esque getup came and stole one of their Lunchbox modules. The kid's fighting style definitely matched up with how William fought, she would need to ask Will.
Cree distinctly remembers the words the boy told her with a synthesizer to mask his voice, she chuckled with mirth now figuring out that William had always been fighting adult Tyranny in his own way. Just wish he didn't have to be so rough against them to steal one of their modules, the info within them was very valuable.
Years ago, Cree at ten years old
The Treehouse of Sector V was abuzz with the shouts of fighting as teen ninjas were flying up and through the busted open window to the entertainment room, sector V had just arrived back with a new lunchbox information module. It was supposed to help catalogue their various two by four tech and the means and methods of creating various weapons, Cree and the others had just finished attacking a teen ninja base rumored to hold potential information on the chickenpox dilemma.
It was a botched mission with no fruit to bear, but at least they managed to trash the Teen Ninja's base. Now they were dealing with a retaliation, but it wouldn't be the first or last time the tree house came under attack.
Numbuhs 8a and 8b were working in tandem with their gumball machine guns, firing off their rounds at the incoming teens attempting to make their way in through the busted open window. Numbuh 9 was occupied in fighting off a teenager as he had managed to leap onto one of them from out of the air as the teen had flown in with his jet boots, Maurice managed to take the teenager out of the air from his surprise attack and fight him on the ground.
Cree as Numbuh 11 at the time back then was fighting alongside her sister as they faced off the teens back to back, they fired off their assault mustard lasers towards the teens attempting to overwhelm them with numbers. Just as Cree had finished taking out the teen in front of her, she saw out of the corner of her eye more on the way from out the window. "We got more teens incoming!" Cree shouted as Abigail behind her finished taking out the other teen near them.
"Numbuh 5's get sick of all this! Don't they know to just give up!?" Abigail smirked with Cree as they aimed their weapons towards the window the teens were about to bust through.
Just as the teen Ninja were about to reach the treehouse, a bang went off followed by a shriek. A bottle rocket firework flew up in front of the incoming teens from outside below, the teen ninjas had troubled looks in their eyes before a bright flash lit up from the explosion of the firework. Cree and Abigail blocked their eyes a bit with their hands, and witnessed the teens miss their target flight path. With several crashes and groans, the teens had crashed into the outside wall of the treehouse.
Maurice having finished fighting off the last of the teen ninjas as they made for their desperate escape, he made his way over to Cree and Abigail With a puzzled look. "Hey, did someone call back up?" He asked the two, earning a no from the sisters.
"Intruder!" Yelled Numbuhs 8a and 8b in chorus, prompting the other three operatives to turn and witness a kid in some darkened ninja garb with their new module under his arm. Maurice pulled out his ketchup blaster and aimed at the intruder along with the others, "Freeze! That is sooper secret knd property!" Maurice yelled.
"And now it's my secret to uncover." The kid spoke in a synthetic voice, before making a beeline towards the busted open entrance. Sector V unloaded their weapons in their effort to stop the unknown intruder, only for the kid to deftly evade every shot. The kid leapt out the busted opening in the treehouse, but not before spinning in the air after jumping to face them.
The intruder sent them a two finger salute before falling to the ground below, Maurice ran after the intruder along with Cree. "Numbuhs 5, 8a and 8b, I want you to hold down the fort, Numbuh 11, with me!" Maurice ordered as they both chased after the kid.
Maurice and Abigail reach the hole to see the intruder had used a bungee cord to swing down, and was now running off into the dark.
Running through the streets during the night, the unknown kid passed under a couple of streetlights until from out of the bushes nearby, two human sized capsules emerged from out of the ground just a few yards ahead of the kid. From out of the capsules Cree and Maurice emerged from the openings, the two operatives ran into the street to face down the unknown kid with their Mustard and ketchup blasters.
Maurice and Cree sent the kid a mean look as the intruder halted in place while holding the module under his arm, "End of the line, hand that box over and we can all go home and forget this all happened!" Maurice ordered the kid as they stood just a few yards away from each other.
The intruder's eyes had a look of amusement in them, "Come and take it if you want it that bad." The kid responded with a teasing tone through his synthesizer, before tossing the module up into the air. Maurice and Cree's attention momentarily drifted up at the module, only to realize their mistake when the kid was upon them in an instant.
The intruder had attacked Maurice first with an open palm thrust into his chest, sending Maurice flying backwards from the amount of force but not before getting pulled by the leg of the kid. Cree reflexively fired at the unknown kid before he could do anything next, causing the intruder to let go of Maurice to dodge the condiment blaster rounds.
As the lunchbox module landed into the nearby bushes, The intruder made several maneuvers around Cree's shots before finally reaching her with a swing of his leg to trip her. With a startled yelp, Cree jumped over the trip attempt from the stranger, only to get donkey kicked in the stomach after the intruder maneuvered his body around to follow up his first attack.
As Cree landed on the ground with a rough grunt of pain, Maurice had managed to get up in the meanwhile to make his counter attack starting with a kick towards the intruder's head while they were low on the ground. With reflexes better than he expected, Maurice watched as the stranger stood on his hands and spun his legs around into a helicopter kick into Maurice's torso.
Maurice let out a startle yell as the force of the kick sent him flying into a nearby tree by the street's curb, the operative let out a pained groan as his collision had knocked his lights out from hitting his head against the tree.
Cree in the meantime curled her legs towards her chest, before jumping back onto her feet to face the stranger. The female knd operative let out warcry as she attacked the unknown kid with her foldable meter stick, the kid's attention was brought on her as he leapt back onto his feet to block the attack with his forearms. Cree let out an angered snarl as she stared into the eyes of the kid.
"Who are you, and what do you want with the module!?" Cree demanded from the stranger
With lightning quick moments, the kid pushed her off from him and grabbed the other end of her ruler staff. "I think the question you should ask is, what real secrets is the Kids Next Door hiding." The kid answered, before pulling her while her grip was still firm on her staff, with a harsh headbutt from the kid Cree's vision started to swim as she fell to the ground.
The only thing she heard next from the stranger was, "This is only the beginning Cree." Was all she heard before her consciousness faded.
Back to the present with Cree
Cree let out a soft chuckle, "Freakin jerk, did he really need to head butt me that hard?" She murmured with a smirk while rubbing the phantom pain she remembered having the following day.
William
Looking around throughout the wooden platforms and bridges, I kept my eyes and ears open for the fae that had gone hiding. I wasn't exactly playing hide and seek, but I was using them as an excuse to explore the fairy forest. I probably should have asked Wayne for help against the supernatural, but that's what the new N.E.R.D division is for, I'll just need to ask if either of his parents are willing to help teach teenagers defend against supernatural entities.
My thoughts drifted back to the first time I met Wayne, back before the Rebellion actually started. I never would have guessed the dude had quite the family, dude has a father that shares almost a very striking resemblance to one of the Belmonts from the castlevania series.
The sounds of high pitched laughter took me out of my musing, it was those duo of Fae I was looking for. Better keep up the charade I guess.
I am pretty sure Wayne's family has some kind of wards that prevent fairy fuckery, which leaves me to believe the dude is probably on his way in some Batman-esque tank…probably bigger now that I think about it.
Spotting the familiar hair of the fae I'm supposed to search for hiding within a bushy garden, seemingly grown/built into one of the tree decks that jutted out, I walked over to part the bushes open to look down at the two Fae. The impish Fae giggled at me as I gave them an inquisitive look, "Not very good at this, are you?" I smirked at them, only for them to fly off and shout 'round two'.
Well that's downright annoying!
Elsewhere Not far from William
Far up in the trees, standing on nothing but air between the thicket of branches of the massive trees, Oberon looked down at the grandchild of that man with glee. His eyes were lit up with excitement, the fae's grin split open across his face as he watched the descendant. Oberon's arms were folded behind his back as he watched his biggest plot unfold, the millennia old creature's eyes swiveled over to the far off area of the dark forest. Oberon's eyes twinkled in delight as he thought of many scenarios through his mind, his eyes swiveled back to the disappearing form of the teen.
Much like those decades ago, he needed to find someone that Teen was close to. Humans seem to be so fixated on the thing called relationships, a strong feeling that often sends them into a wide range of emotions should something happen to their close ones. Those fleeting emotions those humans had, it was so simple for Oberon to twist the humans' feelings to suit his amusement.
The Fae's eyes glanced over to the forbidden forest again with building excitement, his mind thought back to the amusement that was Gruagach. Human history may have forgotten them and that specific Fairy warrior, but he remembers the Tuatha De Danann that was Gruagach. The anthropomorphic Boar was just as bored, if not more so after being sealed off for so long.
A deal was struck, an accord if you must. He couldn't break the wards, but he knew of a way. Oberon's eyes swiveled again towards the direction that the grandson of that man, he contained the cackle of laughter that threatened to escape his lips. If that man's powers were able to intensify with how it did after that fateful event, the inverse must be true of what he's been seen by spying on the grandson was anything to go by.
"You want to attain the opposite of what that man has? Let me help with that!" Oberon murmured with a high pitched tone of giddiness. He would use this opportunity to find and transfigure one of that Teen's friends, the higher the emotion the better for that silly notion of losing someone.
"Grandfather's grandchild." Oberon spoke with pitched excitement, the mere mention of that man's alias sent waves of distress throughout the forest. He was able to set up the events that pushed that man over the brink, razing the forest to his great amusement of his latest prank back then. He didn't need to lift a finger, just some sweet honeyed words of suggestions to Dear 'ol Titania.
Oberon's green pearlescent eyes glanced up as he thought of all the ways to pull the strings for this current ongoing prank, perhaps this time he needed to have a more hands on approach. This setup was too good to pass up, the fae's eyes glanced out the corner of his eye sockets as he looked off in the direction of the friends the grandson has associated with. The Cree girl was right up there in closeness, having been with the Grandson since the start of that Rebellion.
The Fae tilted his head a bit and looked towards a different direction, the former Supreme Commander was viable, but he doubted it would earn enough troubled emotion. Oberon's eyes swiveled in a different direction while his head stayed in its position, he could always go after that French girl. It would be amusing to see if the grandson even cared for the unrequited feelings the teen girl desperately denied herself, humans are so fickle on expressing themselves that it's downright hilarious to him.
Oberon chortled with laughter as he settled on a choice, he would go after the Cree girl. There were so many ways to mess with humans, their bodies always had the most difficult of times in coping with the Fairy Realm's taint.
Far from Oberon, Wayne felt a very malicious presence as he drove the Super Tank and looked at the direction on where he felt that. He felt a biting urge to shell a certain area until it was pounded to dust but he decided against the urge and held it in until he made it to the fairies' line of defenses first.
"The urge… to purge…" was all that Wayne said as he looked at the monitors in front and continued his drive.
Grandfather and Abby were not sure why Wayne said that but they were certain that Wayne hates the fairies enough to say those words. Though in reality, Wayne's Spank Vampire instinct flared up when they felt a presence of a being who escaped justice for so long that their buttocks needed to be tanned.
That or be bombarded with all assortments of firepower Wayne brought with him as he suppressed the urge to spank.
Elsewhere in the Fairy Realm
Bill Finale and the rest of the Bell's End Expeditionary Forces were plenty sure that they were not in the normal world as of now. They are currently stuck in an unknown territory full of things that they have a very bad feeling of and whatever tools they have on them. They were quite sure that this was not America.
"Eleanor, any news?" Bill contacted his second in command on his CAVE as he looked around and made sure that the parameter that they've setup with a dozen other Bell's End teens was secure, "Any signs of friendlies out there?"
"Nothing, Bill… All I see here are fairies and teens being… mindjacked by these fairies for some reason." Eleanor answered back from her CAVE, "Trying to stay out of sight and out of mind while watching everyone else here…"
"Yeah, get out of there and get back here with us." Bill ordered his friend before he cut the CAVE call short before turning to a teen who was working on one of their equipment, "Ellis, any progress on the SHELLFIELD?"
Ellis did not say anything as he tinkered on the SHELLFIELD device. After realizing that they were in a place where there are things that will tamper on their minds and quickly jury rigged the SHELLFIELD devices that they have to prevent low level mental tampering that the Fairy Realm exude. It worked so far and none of them were suffering a case of fairies suggesting that they should be like the other teens who were indulging themselves all over the place.
Many teens from Bell's End were affected as well before Ellis could complete the defenses and by now, they're frolicking and enjoying the place despite how dangerous it was to do so.
He answered Bill by shaking his head when he turned his attention to his officer before he continued working on the device they were using. Bill sighed as he realized that they need the SHELLFIELD devices done as quickly as possible before the current countermeasures that they have stopped working the moment that a more powerful influence shows up and overwhelms what they have. Every second of their time in the realm is a second that their minds are being gaslighted by fairy suggestions until they finally agree to what these childish denizens want.
"Keep working on it then." Bill nodded as Ellis worked to update the SHELLFIELD's defenses to include mental attacks from the fairies themselves.
Bella Montgomery
Sir Bella Duval Winterhall Montgomery was many things, childish and irresponsible was not one of them. The teen girl did not spend her life cultivating a commanding demeanor to be brought so low by the rodent pixies, Bella made a noise of annoyance as she waltz passed swarms of fae that tried to lull her to play with them.
She had woken up to the eyesore of giggling fae, while presenting her a princess dress of all things. Bella had outright refused and left, earning shouts of disappointment from the fae. It would Be a cold day in hell before she plays dress Up.
Glancing through her eyeglasses as they glinted in the light while she tilted her head a bit to stare at the group of lithe fae creatures that rushed over to her on foot, Bella released an annoyed grunt as the fae swarmed around her. The fae reached just up to her chest but never higher, the creatures crowded around her with pleas of joining them in games and parties.
It's times like these she wondered if those cigars she heard about actually help calm nerves, her stern mother definitely had a penchant for the stuff.
With a sharp and pointed look at the fae, Bella Duval Winterhall Montgomery had a strained smile form across her mouth. "Sit." She ordered the Fae.
The fairy folk looked confused as they witnessed a few of their fellow fae go take a seat off to the side, the remaining fairies had pouts on their faces as they looked at Bella.
"Stop being a party pooper!"
"Come on, lighten up!"
"Loosen up! You don't need to carry all your responsibilities here!"
Miss Montgomery had her smile strain a bit more as she faced the fae, her eyes had a closed and cheery look that belied her intent.
"Sit. Down. Now."
The remaining fae took a seat with the authority that Bella put within her voice, she had a satisfied look upon her face as the fae listened to her direction. "Good!" She praised the creatures, and crossed her arms while standing at the center of the group.
What's going on?"
"Why does it feel like we should listen to her?"
"It's all a trick!"
Miss Montgomery's mouth strained with her smile, "Now now, listen to me like good little fae." She chirped a not so innocent tone of cheerful voice.
"Yes ma'am!" The fae creatures chorused in nervousness and bewilderment.
Bella clapped her hands once in faux joy, "My, looks like we have good listeners here, now come along children!" She order for them to follow, "I will be your human handler for the day, there is much to do." She announced with fake enthusiasm, prompting the Fae to follow after her, unsure of why or how the human commanded such authority over them.
Never realizing they were dealing with A teenager from the Montgomery family line, a generational order of supernatural specialists.
Bella glanced behind her with a dangerous shine in her eyes, "Come now children, no dragging your feet, I require you all to be my personal tour guides!' She chirped with faux excitement.
The faes' backs tingled fear, not sure why the Teenager's expressions belied something else.
With Cree
Walking along another tree grown bridge between the massive fairy Trees, Cree stopped in place when from thin air a human sized Fae appeared in front of her. Cree's mind had alarm bells going off in feeling nothing right about the creature before her, the man with wooden antlers and deer-like hooves for legs and feet grinned at her like a loon. Cree stepped back in fear, her heart raced when the man-like fae stepped towards her.
The creature had his hands and arms folded behind his back as he stared at her with a giddy look in his eyes, Cree glared and stifled her fear. "I have no interest in whatever you want!" She shouted at him, step forward with her courage back.
Cree blinked in shock when the man left her sight, only to appear behind her and lean over her shoulder while gently resting his hand on her shoulder. Cree's spine shivered as the man leaned his lips near her ears, "You are what I want, you just didn't know it yet." The Fae chimed in with a cackle of laughter.
Cree let out an angry yell and spun around to deck the man in the face, only to have him disappear and her to punch nothing but air.
"You humans, always quick on acting through your emotions." The man cackled from below her, Cree looked down and stomped at the creature. "Buzz off already!" Cree demanded from the man, stomping nothing but the floor as he had disappeared once again.
Cree tried to move and leave, only to find she couldn't move. Her neck felt a pinch as the man leaned over her other shoulder, "Be happy~ for yourself, you will be what I need for my greatest prank yet since Grandfather." The Fae whispered into her ear, before all she knew next was darkness.
Oberon deftly caught the collapsing teen girl by her shirt, his eyes were lit up in maniacal madness of excitement, his mouth was split open in a shit-eating grin as he let out a throaty cackle. "Yes, this will do." Oberan's eyes glanced towards the direction that the tear had opened up at, that halfling was practically the icing on the cake so to speak.
Bringing in those metal things of his, this would be just as good as last time since that man burnt the forest. The fae's eyes swiveled over to the direction of the Daoine Sidhe, the plans were falling into place for his next biggest prank.
Oberon's eyes became bloodshot in excitement with a maniacal grin as he looked at the teen within his grasp, the nearby Fae flitted away as he let out a build up of cackling laughter.
On Earth…
The Potato Farm…
Julius stopped the car near the pillar of light and saw how heavily guarded the place was with robots and machines. They were both wary and nearly took a fighting stance until one of the machines chirped and beeped before having the rest of its metallic compatriots stand down and not shoot them down. They then returned to their original orders: guarding the portal and keeping whatever that tries to exit the portal's direction.
They knew that whoever made the massive portal, they were bringing in an army of robots to attack the fairy realm that lies on the other side of the portal. Mariska knew that the person who would be capable of doing such a thing was Wayne, who is possibly waging a war against the fairies inside as they started at the portal.
"It seems that our son's hobby is being put into use…" Mariska can't help but to think if she was happy or upset of what her oldest child had done all of this.
"Aye, he really learned a lot of things from his friends back at that Cartel thing, huh?" Julius crossed his arm and smirked at the sight of what Wayne did and set up, "Thank goodness that he's not a full villain huh?"
"If he became a teenage villain, I would have grounded that young man myself." his wife frowned at the idea of one of her children even taking up villainy, "My boy is too good for that type of living."
The sound of screeching tires stopping in place could be heard, as Ingrid stepped out of her parked car. Julius and Mariska stared at her once she took a step out of the car herself.
"Mariska, zhe teens, zhey're…" Ingrid began to say in a panicked tone while walking over towards her sister, while Sven calmly got out from the vehicle.
"We know, Ingrid." Mariska calmly answered her sister, "Wayne knew since he's possibly one of the few teens who was not spirited away by those fae and now he's going after them himself." Her frown deepened as she realized that now that her son joined the Teen Rebellion group, the boy's sense of justice grew stronger than ever.
Sven let out a sigh of frustration, and Took off his monocle To Wipe The dust off It. "Oh dear, it's the piper all over again." He remarked in distress.
Ingrid glared at Sven with a heated look, "Silence! We will not let that happen!" She shrieked at him in her Germanic language.
Sven tutted at her, "And that is why we must prevent it from happening." He responded before placing his monocle back on his eye.
Ingrid looked towards the Starks, Mariska in particular, "Vwe are coming sis, no arguments!" She hissed in seething anger.
"Well, we can't say no to more hands. Okay, we need to go there before something bad really happens over there." Julius gestured as he and Mariska headed towards their vehicles, "That faster we get in there is through our cars so let's go."
"Agreed " Sven announced as he and Ingrid went back into the car they rode in on, and followed after the Starks into the mushroom portal.
Author's notes; I am pleasantly glad this fic of mine has entertained you all this far.
