Ohia_Lehua
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Today harbored bruises and cuts from the sluagh and the putrid odor that clung to the bodies that attacked Nicnevin stayed with her as she stormed back to the Court of the Aos Si. There was something brewing and everything told of bad happenings. Nicnevin could feel the blood slowly drip off her fingers and land with a hiss in the snow, if she didn't take care her wounds were likely to puss and sicken, regardless of the fact that she was a Princess of the Aos Si Court, Lady of the Sluagh and Leader of the Wild Hunt. She could be her Aunt, Queen of both Courts and still the advantages of healing would be useless against the toxins of the undead and rejected.
In the back of her mind the dull ache expanded and cause Nicnevin worry. It had been days and this lingering feeling of someone watching her never creased. It was unnerving and because it frightened her, pissed her off. Absorbed in the task of ignoring that growing feeling and cleaning her wounds, Nicnevin didn't see it until it was too late and she ran right into it. The fairy right surrounding the sidhe was up, as it should always be but it was refusing to let Nicnevin pass. This had never happened, there was no reason for the fairy mound, the sidhe to keep her out. She was it's Princess and with the exception of a passing mood nothing like this should be happening.
Confident that it wouldn't happen again Nicnevin started walking. Again the sidhe rejected her. This time letting her pass only to send her to the other side of the mound. Nicnevin was about to open her mouth and call the true name of the sidhe when a shattering of light and sound pierced the air and flung Nicnevin into the air.
In that same moment on the opposite side of time and space a human woman of 24 crossed the street and was struck by a car. The lines between the two women merged and in the daze of each being deprived of air they saw each other's lives. The fairy the life of the human and the human the life of the fairy before darkness claimed everything and both passed out.
Nicnevin was the first to recover and she got up slowly. Her ears rang and there was a tingling in her body that she knew would lead to numbness spread from the tips of her fingers and toes in. Nicnevin had heard of stories about fairies turning to stone but she didn't think it was real and she doubted that was what was happening to her but it was the only thing that made sense to her at the moment.
Knowing this time that the sidhe would let her in, Nicnevin hurried to the court room. Living in a magical fairy mound had it's ups and down. The down was it having the power to kill, a major drawback but the counter perk to that was it's ability to change it's layout and theme of the room and when it wasn't passing a mood it was helpful in directing you to where you wished to go. Nicnevin knew the court room was no where near the front door but the moment she walked in the the sidhe and the doors closed behind her she was in the room she wanted to be in.
"Nicnevin." Her Father stood from his raise seat and met his daughter, nose crinkled to the smell of her. "What happened?"
"The sid-" Flames burst from Nicnevin's body and the eerie wail of the gathering winds of the Hunts whistled through the room.
"The Wild Hunt! You brought The Wild Hunt with you!" Screamed her aunt face blotched with anger, the vein in her temple protruding.
A terrible cry roared up from the earth itself as the Wild Hunt battled the sidhe for entry.
"Call it off!" Boomed the echoing voice of her Father's brother to no avail.
"I am not leading it." Nicnevin whispered drawing her sword and facing the sounds of the coming battle. "It rides leaderless."
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"Neila! Neila!"
"Stop them! Stop them!" Neila screamed her arms thrown in front of her as she shielded off the phantom images from her mind. "There was these things!" Neila stuttered wide eyed with fright. "Monster things riding horse and these demon dogs." She muttered blindingly. "It was horrible."
"Oh geese!" The cab driver jumped out of the car seeing what it was that he hit. Long wild red hair was the first thing that caught him. The second was the blood on the woman's elbow. "Is she okay?" The cab driver stood there was a worried look on his face that deepened with every mutter that came from the accident victim. "Is she right in the head?" He muttered to the other girl that seemed to be the one on the ground friend.
"Yeah she's fine!" The dark skinned woman snapped hauling her friend off the ground.
"AHHHGHA!!" The inside of Neila's mind exploded in a tsunami of pain. Her breath caught in the throat and her heart skipped, once, twice, three times. Flashes of light was quickly swallowed by pitch black over and over again. "Noise, too much noise!" Neila clapped her hands to her ears squeezing her eyes shut as tear ran down her face. "I- I can't!" She shrieked in a blood curdling wail before crumpling to the ground lifeless.
The minuet ticked by striking the first second of December Twenty-First, Two-Thousand-and-Twelve and marking the tear of this multiworld and the next.
In the back of her mind the dull ache expanded and cause Nicnevin worry. It had been days and this lingering feeling of someone watching her never creased. It was unnerving and because it frightened her, pissed her off. Absorbed in the task of ignoring that growing feeling and cleaning her wounds, Nicnevin didn't see it until it was too late and she ran right into it. The fairy right surrounding the sidhe was up, as it should always be but it was refusing to let Nicnevin pass. This had never happened, there was no reason for the fairy mound, the sidhe to keep her out. She was it's Princess and with the exception of a passing mood nothing like this should be happening.
Confident that it wouldn't happen again Nicnevin started walking. Again the sidhe rejected her. This time letting her pass only to send her to the other side of the mound. Nicnevin was about to open her mouth and call the true name of the sidhe when a shattering of light and sound pierced the air and flung Nicnevin into the air.
In that same moment on the opposite side of time and space a human woman of 24 crossed the street and was struck by a car. The lines between the two women merged and in the daze of each being deprived of air they saw each other's lives. The fairy the life of the human and the human the life of the fairy before darkness claimed everything and both passed out.
Nicnevin was the first to recover and she got up slowly. Her ears rang and there was a tingling in her body that she knew would lead to numbness spread from the tips of her fingers and toes in. Nicnevin had heard of stories about fairies turning to stone but she didn't think it was real and she doubted that was what was happening to her but it was the only thing that made sense to her at the moment.
Knowing this time that the sidhe would let her in, Nicnevin hurried to the court room. Living in a magical fairy mound had it's ups and down. The down was it having the power to kill, a major drawback but the counter perk to that was it's ability to change it's layout and theme of the room and when it wasn't passing a mood it was helpful in directing you to where you wished to go. Nicnevin knew the court room was no where near the front door but the moment she walked in the the sidhe and the doors closed behind her she was in the room she wanted to be in.
"Nicnevin." Her Father stood from his raise seat and met his daughter, nose crinkled to the smell of her. "What happened?"
"The sid-" Flames burst from Nicnevin's body and the eerie wail of the gathering winds of the Hunts whistled through the room.
"The Wild Hunt! You brought The Wild Hunt with you!" Screamed her aunt face blotched with anger, the vein in her temple protruding.
A terrible cry roared up from the earth itself as the Wild Hunt battled the sidhe for entry.
"Call it off!" Boomed the echoing voice of her Father's brother to no avail.
"I am not leading it." Nicnevin whispered drawing her sword and facing the sounds of the coming battle. "It rides leaderless."
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"Neila! Neila!"
"Stop them! Stop them!" Neila screamed her arms thrown in front of her as she shielded off the phantom images from her mind. "There was these things!" Neila stuttered wide eyed with fright. "Monster things riding horse and these demon dogs." She muttered blindingly. "It was horrible."
"Oh geese!" The cab driver jumped out of the car seeing what it was that he hit. Long wild red hair was the first thing that caught him. The second was the blood on the woman's elbow. "Is she okay?" The cab driver stood there was a worried look on his face that deepened with every mutter that came from the accident victim. "Is she right in the head?" He muttered to the other girl that seemed to be the one on the ground friend.
"Yeah she's fine!" The dark skinned woman snapped hauling her friend off the ground.
"AHHHGHA!!" The inside of Neila's mind exploded in a tsunami of pain. Her breath caught in the throat and her heart skipped, once, twice, three times. Flashes of light was quickly swallowed by pitch black over and over again. "Noise, too much noise!" Neila clapped her hands to her ears squeezing her eyes shut as tear ran down her face. "I- I can't!" She shrieked in a blood curdling wail before crumpling to the ground lifeless.
The minuet ticked by striking the first second of December Twenty-First, Two-Thousand-and-Twelve and marking the tear of this multiworld and the next.