Finding You Always

Ill-Boding Patterns

Now, here they were again, thirty years, five children, and another sleeping curse later and it was too tempting an opportunity to pass up. It was still just before dawn. They could disappear for an hour without anyone really noticing.

"Let's sneak out to the lake," she said, her face lit up with excitement. He chuckled and kissed her tenderly, before gathering his blanket around his waist. He peaked out with her, finding that no one was up and they gathered their clothes in their arms.

"Morning sex with you in the lake? You bet I'm in," he said. She giggled, as he pulled her along, as they disappeared into the forest.

Thirty three years ago

Blue stared at the tiny sapling that had taken root and felt the darkness stirring. A spark of true love had been ignited once again and she knew that blonde idiot on Mount Olympus would have sensed it immediately too. This spark was unprecedented though. The two that had sparked this time didn't even know each other yet. The previous pairs had not had their spark until well after they had been involved. It was making the darkness very restless and uneasy.

What was worse was Snow White had changed her mind about leaving the Kingdom, much to Blue's chagrin. Had she left that day, she would never come in contact with her true love again. Then this darkness would remain dormant. But the wayward Princess had decided to stay, seemingly for the reason that she didn't want to run anymore. But Blue knew better. It was this sapling and the strings of destiny that were pulling her toward the handsome shepherd that had been her rescuer.

"Is that it?" a voice asked, startling Blue. She looked up and glared at her latest protege. This fairy, dressed in yellow, was more infuriating than Nova and at times, more unruly than even Tinkerbell. But she showed a lot of potential and reminded Blue of herself.

"Yzma...I forbade you to come here this time," Blue scolded.

"You forbid me to do a lot of things that I do anyway. Besides, how can I become a proper Sorceress if you won't teach me anything," the young fairy pouted. Blue sighed.

"For the hundredth time, you are not a Sorceress, Yzma. You are a fairy," she corrected. Yzma rolled her eyes and produced a fireball, feeling brazen since her abilities were so beyond that of other fairies.

"Except the other fairies can't do what I can and are a waste of good air," she said deviously.

"Yzma..." Blue scolded.

"Come on Blue, I know that the last thing you want is that blonde bimbo nurturing another pair of lovers to be her champions. I could easily capture that Princess and turn her over to the Queen. Or maybe I can follow the shepherd back and destroy him and his little farm," she said deviously.

"Committing such atrocities will get your wings clipped!" Blue snapped. Yzma shrugged and rolled her eyes.

"Fine...but what do we do about this twig?" she asked.

"Snow White has not met her true love yet, which means there is still hope to stop the darkness from rising," Blue replied.

"You mean keep your own darkness from taking over," another voice snapped, as they turned and found a fairy in red there.

"Tigerlily...what are you doing in this realm? I sentyou back to Neverland," Blue growled. The Princess of the Immortal Tribe smirked.

"I'm the product of the last pair of truest loves and another spark has nullified the magical seal you cast when you sent me back to my Tribe," Tigerlily countered.