| As apparently envisaged by Zerm, the combat has to wait until they
have managed to track down the Unseelie Fred on this world. Until then,
Arthema comes with them as a captive.
But by no means is getting it this way with Astra easy!
Oh, the thing lies more within Fred the pixie's fairy nature. He has
to reign in a VERY sharp twinge of impatience and resist the urge to laugh
and jeer at the others for not noticing. He and apparently this
Zerm fellow (he would have to ask what exactly the history there was between
one of these analogous Zerms and this group had with each other) had been
able to tell the tell tale signs easily enough. Zerm was able to tell due,
Fred reasoned, due to his rather powerful magery powers (no doubt augmented
in part by that Crystallic). As for himself, he was Seelie enough (and
he felt himself becoming more so as time went on) to detect it.
"It makes no difference. My mind is made up," Astra 9 says, her
face set.
"I see, and after the battle is through and you do happen to kill Arthema
we can just all go home and call it done," Fred says with a trace of annoyance
he just can't keep out of his voice, "Indeed, it's been rather trying to
resist just that seductive call of the Fey. Just a name or a spell....and
it be done and we'd write off the Unseelie accursed."
He can't help but feel a bit of fright in the longing he feels at the
last to....just let go and let it happen. It even shows in his voice in
the end.....
A small, tight and fierce smile then graces the pixies face. He knows
that he's being rather abrassive....but the stress is getting to him.....
"Just like if you actually manage to kill her," the pixie finishes,
pointing to various points on the still groggy Arthema's body, "From what
I can tell how her left breast is regenerating and her legs are just now
developing a course goat like fur as well as the beginning of the legs
of the type of Fey that lures men to their deaths....to drink their blood."
Several eyes grow wide. It seemed that, if their knowledge of the Unseelie
is right, that this kind of thing that Arthema was beginning to change
into had the upper body of a beautiful, lusty woman who hide their lower
goat legs with long skirts. So much the better to lure men to their death
and dine on their blood.....
Arthema's eyes grow wide when she finally wakes up to see the
others looking down at her as she was, naked, bound and gagged.
Her eyes lock on Astra's and it's just as well that the others can't
understand what she's screaming through her gag......it sounded rather
vile!
"Soon....I promise you," Astra says softly, promising herself and her
evil twin, "Soon enough...."
But the rage boiled within her and she wondered if she could wait. Then
again, if Fred the pixie can resist the call of the Fey (a tremendous task....as
what she sees in his pain etched face whenever he thinks nobody is watching)....then
she darn well could hold her vengeance for later.
Meanwhile, the Unseelie afflicted Fred has awoken from where Zerm had
teleported him back to....and with a feeling of unease decides that he
better get a move on away from those warrior woman he'd seen.....
-
 "Damn strange
time to take a nap," he mutters, not convinced at all that was what happened
but at a loss for a better explanation for now....
Go Back
|