The Alpha's Little Fairy

Chapter 7

[A/N: Just a warning, Jackson cusses a bit excessively in a little but, it’s his character and I think anyone would. You can just skip his little rant or pretend it’s not there if you're not comfortable…

Three guesses as to what I’m about to say… *OBNOIXUS COUGH* Check the end for a glossary at the end of all the phrases! *OBNOIXUS COUGH*]

I whirled around at the sound of that lingering unidentifiable voice, only to see the back of some blonde’s head as they run away from the clearing. How odd, I though, that the back of that head and the sound of that voice seem so familiar to me...

Before I could control it, I felt the Dark side of me, the Tenebrae that each Fae harbors in them, take over, ready to eliminate all threats at any cost. D@mn@nt my nature! See, until I find my Sodalis and we go through the Coniugo Ceremony, I will be cursed to have an uncontrolled third form – a form terrifying enough to make grown men cry for their mothers – as a means of…protection.

In my case, my eyes become totally green, no other colors at all, and glow brightly. My teeth, if you consider them that afterwards, transfigure into individual points, cutting as tiny daggers. My usually-childish wings grow larger, sharpening into angular, solid green ones with jagged edges that look sharp enough to slice glass. My clothes, no matter what I am wearing, transform into a long, flowing green gown with golden accents worthy of a Renaissance princess.

I once saw my reflection and even I was a little scared that I would be killed somehow. Just wait until you see a Fire Elfling, though. They are truly nightmare-worthy creatures when their Tenebrae is provoked. They are still beautiful even when like that, almost like a house on fire. Me, I merely look like I am about to kill you; then again, my Tenebrae is rather violent especially when considering I am and Forrest Sprite and we tend to be the calmest and most nurturing. Even as a mythical creature cursed to be an oddity in this realm, I am an oddity on my own…

I felt disconnected from myself, much like a Were who gives full control to their inner-wolf, as my inner-demon stretched my newly transformed wings. I could watch as Roddy wisely silently backed away, but I could not do or say anything to him as my wings began to beat as fast as a humming bird.

I felt my sadistic side enjoying this perversely unfair chase as we easily and efficiently tracked our prey through the forest that was rapidly becoming familiar. Feeding off the pure ecstasy of our element completely surrounding us, we reached out to the nearby young pines, commanding them to trap our pray with their lithe boughs. They bowed to our will, grabbing the male, our target, as he ran through a narrow passage between two of them.

“Silly human,” we chided while flying towards the man trying to escape. The half of me in control was sickly enjoying this display of power and control from taunting her “prey”, playing with her food in her mind, while I was curious who I would have to explain this to.

Even I could not recognize my voice in the evil cackle which escaped, unsanctioned, from our lips at the thought of how fun this could be. I suppose it had been too long since I last let my Tenebrae have free reign and kill something. The poor bystander struggled futilely to turn around, causing us to cackle harder at our prey’s naivety. So he thinks he can escape, eh?

We flew in front of him, hovering right in front his desperate visage, close enough to see his pores with our advanced eyesight, only then recognizing the helpful Beta as my terrified prey.

I began to fight desperately for control, terrified what this side of me might decide to do to whom I was hoping to befriend while forcing me to watch. Knowing her, if she sensed my reluctance it would make this all the more enticing. Jackson, one of my only acquaintances here, would become the epitome of the lure of the forbidden fruit.