Untameable Earth

Third of Three

'Perhaps you could unclip the badge from the lanyard and pin it to your clothing?' Deva suggested in a bid to be helpful. Amelia sighed but did as suggested, pinning the badge to the waist of her dress where she would be unable to see it herself before sliding the unused section of the lanyard back across the countertop,

'Please sign here that you've received your pass and accept the conditions of volunteering as a contribution,' the receptionist pointed the pin to the line on the registration book on the shelf where Amelia's name and pass number was already written in attractive cursive handwriting before angling the pin toward Amelia. Amelia delicately took the pin from the receptionist's fingers and signed and dated the line in the log,

'The UWC anticipate that you will be matched to at least one contribution classification. Should that occur, you will be renouncing your title of Fey Princess and Earthling association to become a citizen of the planet or fighting unit to which you are matched,' Amelia smiled patiently at the receptionist,

'Being Fey is a part of who I am, you may take the title from me for intergalactic purposes, but you cannot change who I am or my hands of power by doing so,'

'The UWC understands your power is part of who you are, merely will you be referred to as 'Amelia' rather than your full royal Fey title from the point you make your final confirmation to accept your contribution status after the assessment,' Amelia's smile only widened as she fully anticipated new faerie, possibly a new faerie mound to come into being on a new world. But she remained silent, the alien woman would never understand her potential impact on the nature of her new planet of residence,

'If you have no further questions, please report to the fourth floor assessment area, room 421 where one of my colleagues will walk you through the process for the four assessments to establish your contribution classification. You will then go through a medical and mental examination before you experience the four assessments to match you. We all hope you will be very happy in your assignment,'

'Thank you, Deva,' Amelia smiled warmly before she headed for the elevator bank.

Stepping into the elevator, Amelia tapped the button showing the number 4. When the doors opened onto the fourth floor, Amelia glided down the corridor toward room 421, allowing her senses to map out the floor for all individuals. On stopping in front of the door labelled 421, Amelia sensed an individual who was stressed, his aura was yellow orange, his life force was a dull gold grey, very odd for an alien entity. Amelia wondered whether she could provide simple touch to remedy his health issue. She knocked for permission to enter,

'Come in, Amelia, Princess of Healing and Death,' a male voice called to her. Amelia entered a small room and approached the ill man sat behind the desk in the centre of the space who was clearly her assessor. His name plate declared him to be Dr. Dece Darius.

'I am sure Deva has already informed you that I will explain the four assessment processes before checking you are mentally and physically stable enough to face the evaluations,' He looked up the unusual candidate with curiosity but also tiredness apparent. His eyes were not the lightest silver Amelia had hoped for, but they were not dark enough to require a full act of sexual intercourse to affect full healing,

'Doctor, you are aware of my hands of power. Healing and Death. Will you allow me to heal you? I sense you are not well,'

Dece was aware of the Fey Princess' alleged powers, but being a man of science, he placed no validity on the possibility Amelia could actually heal him. He was in the early stages of a new ailment for which presently there was no known cure,

'What is expected of me for your 'power' to work?' He asked Amelia warily. While he had no confidence in her ability to heal him, neither would he turn away her offer on the very slim chance she could improve his life expectancy. He also did not wish to offend a Fey Princess,