Chapter 1: Three
"I advise you to reconsider," a male, silver hair fairy with green irises that matches his skin says to another fairy, who has beige skin, brown luscious hair and blue eyes, she wear a beautiful silver gown with a golden crown on her head. She didn't reply to him as she snaps her fingers and her gown shimmers away, replacing it with golden armor and a silver robe of similar style as her gown and a halberd appears in her left hand with curled around it.
"Having a family with another species might result in a death bringer," he replies a little quickly and abruptly, she stops in their tracks and narrows her eyes at him.
"Shikoi, either you give us your blessing or not," she replies calmly and added," but never curse our family," with a little growl.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to curse you, Sammantha, it's just a possibility," Shikoi replies as he continues to follow her, looking up at her in desperation. Sammantha's expression falters a little before pushing a set of huge doors open.
"I apologize too Shikoi, but if I don't take him in as King they'll never stop this war," she reasons and walks away, Shikoi stops at the doors.
He would go after her but it isn't safe outside now, not when a spy was reported to have been in the kingdom just a few hours ago. He looks at the village below, which he can see from the door, before sighing in defeat and closing the door as a translucent shield shimmers around the castle with the battlefield surrounding it.
4 years later... The town that was burning earlier, was entirely fixed, as if nothing had happened, fairies are putting out decorations of suns, stars and triangles. Children's laughter can be heard through the busy streets as a band of three plays shimmering musical instruments, music filling the square. The flags of the castle being changed from a colorful winged butterfly into a rising sun. The town of Pelagus was rejoicing and filled with life as fairies from all around the world and the universe, return for this special occasion, the airport buzzing with ships and people. "Sunpeas! For the princess! Only for one copper coins!" Numerous merchants are shouting out offers and things they sell, successfully getting a lot of customers at this time of the year. A hooded figure squeezes through the crowd, though it is not rare among the people, underneath the hood and smooth brown hair lies a pair of diamond blue orbs that the figure hides with an occasional tug of their hood. " 'cuse me! Coming through!" The toddler fairy with tiny tanned beige hands, squeezes through the crowd fairly easier than anybody could, mostly because of the crown the fairy is wearing around her shoulders like a bag. She grins and manage to get front row seats of the performance at the middle of the square, she grins and reaches for an instrument, the ones that made strumming noises. "Hey kid-" one of the pink skinned musicians starts but then notice the tiara," y-your highness!" He squeaks, everyone pauses." Aw don't stop! I wanna hear and play the music," the princess, Gretal pouts. they didn't have time to reply as a few fairies in fancy and colorful looking outfits squeezes through the crowd. "Your highness!" The fairies immediately parted seeing the leader of the group, Dash Kiriya, a brown same smooth hair in a pony tail and red irises with reddish pink skin, she wears a set of armor above red robes. The princess immediately bolted, the musicians looks at each other before they continue to play for the princess as Dash and her team runs past them. A warm, windy feeling passes through her entire soul, Gretal had felt musical magic for the first time. With a cheer, she runs way faster than she previously had ran, silver aura surrounding her. "Someone stop them!" Not wanting to see who, Gretal doesn't stop running with glee. Though she out-ran Dash and her team, she could still see from the shadows around the corner that she is still being chased. The further she went away from the village, the windy feeling drained and so did the speed. She dives for the forest and hid there are rapid fast flyers passes her. She grins and was about to return to town when a huge gust of wind almost swept her off her feet. "Fang!" Gretal exclaims as said blue scale dragon easily nudges the princess onto his snout with a disapproving look, she pouts and climbs towards his back. He made sure she is seated properly before taking off and soaring towards the castle. "Go, before they see you," Gretal whispers as he drop her onto the balcony her room at the castle's tower, unbeknownst to them, a hooded figure is watching them. Fang snorts and shakes his head, which Gretal knows it's an expression of exasperation. "Alright alright, I won't play with the royal army anymore," she sighs. Fang huffs and flies away, as soon as he did, the door burst open and Gretal quickly locks the window without using her hands at all. "Gretal!" Her mother exclaims bursting into the room with a few guards. Gretal looks up from her book innocently," yes mother?" She asks. Sammantha sighs in relief and then dismisses the guards. "They said that you were in town, what would you doing there on your little sister's birthday anyway?" She asks as she looks at the gown that was propped onto Gretal's wardrobe, she looks at it in little interest. "I don't know, I've been here all morning reading," she shrugs innocently. Sammantha sighs seemingly not that concern with that," would you change into the gown for me darling? I would like to see you in it," she replies. "Mom, you know how much I don't like wearing a skirt much less a dress," Gretal whines as she closes her book anyway, it was a dressed picked up by her uncle Shikoi and she couldn't refuse him. "Well a princess must be wearing formal clothing during formal matters if not everyone can wear whatever they want, you can wear your hoodie anytime in the castle now, can't you?" She asks. Gretal nods and reluctantly grabs the gown to change on her own. Sammantha smiles proudly as she turns around to see the state of her room, it is mostly Gretal's seeing as her sisters only had cribs being only one and two years old respectively. There is a dressing table meant for a queen but the chair has multiple steps like a miniature ladder. Instead of make-up however, it is filled with books, a dove crystal figurine and a few papers. The wallpaper is pink and white stripes, the bed is also queen sized with the colorful butterfly crest with white and black stripes and a pink heart as pattern for the matching sheets. She remembered that they were picked by Shikoi, the Royal Adviser, saying something about good luck. "Now go along, the ceremony will start soon," Sammantha replies as she leaves her with a few servants much to Gretal's obvious displeasure of having to let them do things for her, despite knowing her way around the castle like the back of her hand. But she allows it, only just to make her sister look good.
"We rejoice, for the day on which our highness is born," a fairy with light green skin and slick brown hair announces through the great hall. Two thrones at the top of a flight of stairs, one for the King who has black neat hair and black irises, tanned skin underneath silver armor and red robes. Another for the Queen, Sammantha, who seem happier and seemingly younger than she looked before, with the youngest princess, Stella, who has brown short hair with shining blue irises. Shikoi stands at the bottom of the stairs closest to the King. In the hall, different kinds of fairies are gathered in formal clothing, at the balcony overbearing the top of a few guards are two other princess has their own thrones along with knights at each side. Gretal is uncannily similar to her younger twin sister. Crystal's knight stands beside her despite the fact that Gretal knows she can protect her on her own, he has a nice looking pair of golden boots and white robes. She wasn't paying attention at the speech her father was giving, even her sister was bored so they started playing Hanabi. Gretal draws a flower onto her throne, so did Crystal. "Flowa!" Crystal squeals. "Flower," Gretal corrects and draws a book as soon as the flower fades, Crystal instead draws a flame. "Fiya!" Crystal exclaims. "Fire, and you lost twice, meaning you have to go next," Gretal grins. They continue playing, Crystal drawing a deformed fairy with wings and all. "Faie!" "Ptfff, what is that supposed to be?" While they were playing, the ball has already started. While people danced, a few teen fairies mingling at the punch bowl, magical warriors are still on high alert like they were trained to always do, but nothing can prepare them for the onslaught that was brought up to their doorsteps. With no warning, town square was frozen so did the entrance to the castle. "Impossible, the only species that has that much power over ice is ex-" One of the magical warriors exclaims but was frozen before he could say anything else, the doorfairies attempting to block it with blue bubbles but was frozen over before they could get to the doors. The party was still on going then. "Baba?" Stella asks, Sammantha perks up from her conversation with a few of her old friends from school, as if sensing the trouble outside or maybe it's the fact that Stella called an assassin that once during an attempted assassination - that happens seemingly every other friday-. "Shikoi, bring the kids to the artifact room," Sammantha replies after sensing the dark magic at their door, Shikoi nods and takes the babbling princess from the Queen he signals the magical warriors on the balcony and the warriors turns around only to find them both already moving. "C-cold," Crystal whines, as she held onto her older twin's hand. "I know," Gretal replies with narrowed eyes as the door started shaking, frost threatening to engulf the entrance. The people in the ball are backing up, some are running but some, transforms, changing their outfit and summoning different looking weapons to face the threat. Gretal quickly guides her sister towards the main hallway where Shikoi and Stella should be. Sure enough, they burst through the doors and Shikoi didn't seem rather surprised that Gretal knew where to go. "This way," he replies and leads them to the artifact room, a few magical warriors, the transformable warriors, following them. But Shikoi made a detour and went to the hangar. "Mr Shikoi, why are we here?" Gretal asks as they pass by the door to the artifact room. "I had warned your parents about this calmity, yet they wouldn't listen," Shikoi replies, a little haughtily as he opens up a ship and prepares it for take off. "You know the basics of piloting this ship, you take the wheels," he replies as he buckles Stella who sounds excited while Crystal looks a little more worried. "Wha- I hardly-" she was about the protest that she never been at the wheel despite reading about them before narrowing her eyes at him in suspicion, he is the adult after all." What about you?" Gretal demands, Shikoi places a hand onto her shoulders. "I have to stay here to defend the kingdom, in case things should go the way I see it going, we need a legacy to carry on," Shikoi replies, he gives her a pendant with a heart on it," Keep it safe," he replies. Gretal is about to protest when Shikoi disappears with a blink and the entrance closes. 'Vessel taking off for emergency escape in 3...2...' Stella looks at the windows as the doors part for the ship to take off, in the sky, dark clouds moves in an unnatural manner as if trying to crush at atmospehere of the planet. "Dada?" Stella asks. '1' the ship takes off, instead of dashing through, it teleports with an immediate flash, only when it is outside did it completely disappear. Gretal's grip tighten on the wheel, technically doing something she was only allowed to when she is 18 but her hands fly over the buttons anyway as if she did it before. Before she knows it, they were away from her homeplanet's system. Almost automatically, she looks over the controls and finally found the auto pilot function and turning it on. Looking over their destination, Gretal's heart leaped, even if she was a beginner in fairy language, she is pretty sure that it says Proeliatum.
4 years later... The town that was burning earlier, was entirely fixed, as if nothing had happened, fairies are putting out decorations of suns, stars and triangles. Children's laughter can be heard through the busy streets as a band of three plays shimmering musical instruments, music filling the square. The flags of the castle being changed from a colorful winged butterfly into a rising sun. The town of Pelagus was rejoicing and filled with life as fairies from all around the world and the universe, return for this special occasion, the airport buzzing with ships and people. "Sunpeas! For the princess! Only for one copper coins!" Numerous merchants are shouting out offers and things they sell, successfully getting a lot of customers at this time of the year. A hooded figure squeezes through the crowd, though it is not rare among the people, underneath the hood and smooth brown hair lies a pair of diamond blue orbs that the figure hides with an occasional tug of their hood. " 'cuse me! Coming through!" The toddler fairy with tiny tanned beige hands, squeezes through the crowd fairly easier than anybody could, mostly because of the crown the fairy is wearing around her shoulders like a bag. She grins and manage to get front row seats of the performance at the middle of the square, she grins and reaches for an instrument, the ones that made strumming noises. "Hey kid-" one of the pink skinned musicians starts but then notice the tiara," y-your highness!" He squeaks, everyone pauses." Aw don't stop! I wanna hear and play the music," the princess, Gretal pouts. they didn't have time to reply as a few fairies in fancy and colorful looking outfits squeezes through the crowd. "Your highness!" The fairies immediately parted seeing the leader of the group, Dash Kiriya, a brown same smooth hair in a pony tail and red irises with reddish pink skin, she wears a set of armor above red robes. The princess immediately bolted, the musicians looks at each other before they continue to play for the princess as Dash and her team runs past them. A warm, windy feeling passes through her entire soul, Gretal had felt musical magic for the first time. With a cheer, she runs way faster than she previously had ran, silver aura surrounding her. "Someone stop them!" Not wanting to see who, Gretal doesn't stop running with glee. Though she out-ran Dash and her team, she could still see from the shadows around the corner that she is still being chased. The further she went away from the village, the windy feeling drained and so did the speed. She dives for the forest and hid there are rapid fast flyers passes her. She grins and was about to return to town when a huge gust of wind almost swept her off her feet. "Fang!" Gretal exclaims as said blue scale dragon easily nudges the princess onto his snout with a disapproving look, she pouts and climbs towards his back. He made sure she is seated properly before taking off and soaring towards the castle. "Go, before they see you," Gretal whispers as he drop her onto the balcony her room at the castle's tower, unbeknownst to them, a hooded figure is watching them. Fang snorts and shakes his head, which Gretal knows it's an expression of exasperation. "Alright alright, I won't play with the royal army anymore," she sighs. Fang huffs and flies away, as soon as he did, the door burst open and Gretal quickly locks the window without using her hands at all. "Gretal!" Her mother exclaims bursting into the room with a few guards. Gretal looks up from her book innocently," yes mother?" She asks. Sammantha sighs in relief and then dismisses the guards. "They said that you were in town, what would you doing there on your little sister's birthday anyway?" She asks as she looks at the gown that was propped onto Gretal's wardrobe, she looks at it in little interest. "I don't know, I've been here all morning reading," she shrugs innocently. Sammantha sighs seemingly not that concern with that," would you change into the gown for me darling? I would like to see you in it," she replies. "Mom, you know how much I don't like wearing a skirt much less a dress," Gretal whines as she closes her book anyway, it was a dressed picked up by her uncle Shikoi and she couldn't refuse him. "Well a princess must be wearing formal clothing during formal matters if not everyone can wear whatever they want, you can wear your hoodie anytime in the castle now, can't you?" She asks. Gretal nods and reluctantly grabs the gown to change on her own. Sammantha smiles proudly as she turns around to see the state of her room, it is mostly Gretal's seeing as her sisters only had cribs being only one and two years old respectively. There is a dressing table meant for a queen but the chair has multiple steps like a miniature ladder. Instead of make-up however, it is filled with books, a dove crystal figurine and a few papers. The wallpaper is pink and white stripes, the bed is also queen sized with the colorful butterfly crest with white and black stripes and a pink heart as pattern for the matching sheets. She remembered that they were picked by Shikoi, the Royal Adviser, saying something about good luck. "Now go along, the ceremony will start soon," Sammantha replies as she leaves her with a few servants much to Gretal's obvious displeasure of having to let them do things for her, despite knowing her way around the castle like the back of her hand. But she allows it, only just to make her sister look good.
"We rejoice, for the day on which our highness is born," a fairy with light green skin and slick brown hair announces through the great hall. Two thrones at the top of a flight of stairs, one for the King who has black neat hair and black irises, tanned skin underneath silver armor and red robes. Another for the Queen, Sammantha, who seem happier and seemingly younger than she looked before, with the youngest princess, Stella, who has brown short hair with shining blue irises. Shikoi stands at the bottom of the stairs closest to the King. In the hall, different kinds of fairies are gathered in formal clothing, at the balcony overbearing the top of a few guards are two other princess has their own thrones along with knights at each side. Gretal is uncannily similar to her younger twin sister. Crystal's knight stands beside her despite the fact that Gretal knows she can protect her on her own, he has a nice looking pair of golden boots and white robes. She wasn't paying attention at the speech her father was giving, even her sister was bored so they started playing Hanabi. Gretal draws a flower onto her throne, so did Crystal. "Flowa!" Crystal squeals. "Flower," Gretal corrects and draws a book as soon as the flower fades, Crystal instead draws a flame. "Fiya!" Crystal exclaims. "Fire, and you lost twice, meaning you have to go next," Gretal grins. They continue playing, Crystal drawing a deformed fairy with wings and all. "Faie!" "Ptfff, what is that supposed to be?" While they were playing, the ball has already started. While people danced, a few teen fairies mingling at the punch bowl, magical warriors are still on high alert like they were trained to always do, but nothing can prepare them for the onslaught that was brought up to their doorsteps. With no warning, town square was frozen so did the entrance to the castle. "Impossible, the only species that has that much power over ice is ex-" One of the magical warriors exclaims but was frozen before he could say anything else, the doorfairies attempting to block it with blue bubbles but was frozen over before they could get to the doors. The party was still on going then. "Baba?" Stella asks, Sammantha perks up from her conversation with a few of her old friends from school, as if sensing the trouble outside or maybe it's the fact that Stella called an assassin that once during an attempted assassination - that happens seemingly every other friday-. "Shikoi, bring the kids to the artifact room," Sammantha replies after sensing the dark magic at their door, Shikoi nods and takes the babbling princess from the Queen he signals the magical warriors on the balcony and the warriors turns around only to find them both already moving. "C-cold," Crystal whines, as she held onto her older twin's hand. "I know," Gretal replies with narrowed eyes as the door started shaking, frost threatening to engulf the entrance. The people in the ball are backing up, some are running but some, transforms, changing their outfit and summoning different looking weapons to face the threat. Gretal quickly guides her sister towards the main hallway where Shikoi and Stella should be. Sure enough, they burst through the doors and Shikoi didn't seem rather surprised that Gretal knew where to go. "This way," he replies and leads them to the artifact room, a few magical warriors, the transformable warriors, following them. But Shikoi made a detour and went to the hangar. "Mr Shikoi, why are we here?" Gretal asks as they pass by the door to the artifact room. "I had warned your parents about this calmity, yet they wouldn't listen," Shikoi replies, a little haughtily as he opens up a ship and prepares it for take off. "You know the basics of piloting this ship, you take the wheels," he replies as he buckles Stella who sounds excited while Crystal looks a little more worried. "Wha- I hardly-" she was about the protest that she never been at the wheel despite reading about them before narrowing her eyes at him in suspicion, he is the adult after all." What about you?" Gretal demands, Shikoi places a hand onto her shoulders. "I have to stay here to defend the kingdom, in case things should go the way I see it going, we need a legacy to carry on," Shikoi replies, he gives her a pendant with a heart on it," Keep it safe," he replies. Gretal is about to protest when Shikoi disappears with a blink and the entrance closes. 'Vessel taking off for emergency escape in 3...2...' Stella looks at the windows as the doors part for the ship to take off, in the sky, dark clouds moves in an unnatural manner as if trying to crush at atmospehere of the planet. "Dada?" Stella asks. '1' the ship takes off, instead of dashing through, it teleports with an immediate flash, only when it is outside did it completely disappear. Gretal's grip tighten on the wheel, technically doing something she was only allowed to when she is 18 but her hands fly over the buttons anyway as if she did it before. Before she knows it, they were away from her homeplanet's system. Almost automatically, she looks over the controls and finally found the auto pilot function and turning it on. Looking over their destination, Gretal's heart leaped, even if she was a beginner in fairy language, she is pretty sure that it says Proeliatum.
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