“I think now’s as good a time as any to explain about the others like Vick,” Eliza said.

“Right. Vick. There have been others like him in the past. They are a rare breed, not many have encountered them. They were once faeries, just like me, who believed in what was right. But they turned. Fighting against the very good they swore to uphold. As a result, their skin, wings, eyes, even their light turned dark.

“Most of them hold to a very old-fashioned view that faeries are the superior beings. All else, humans namely, are lesser and unimportant. That is why Vick was so bent on keeping us apart. He knew you had the ability to cross over into our world and turn faery. Drove him mad. We have a name for faeries like him. F.R.O.G.”

“Frog?”

“Faeries Relinquishing Our Goodness. Kind of a silly acronym, if you ask me, but that’s what they’re called.”

“Will more try to kill me?”

“In the future, I’m not sure. But Vick acted alone. For now, you’re safe.”

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BlogFlash 2012 is a 30 Day challenge to write a 50-100 word post each day based on that day’s prompt. All my posts will be linked as a continuous story, a prequel to a series I’ve been writing.

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“Eliza, there’s more you need to know about faeries,” Rowland said. They were sitting across from each other in Eliza’s living room. Rowland held her hands in his. “Oh, where do I begin?”

“Go on. Whatever it is, I won’t freak out.”

“Okay. As you know, we faeries can cross over into your world at will. We can hide the way we look, and we have supernatural abilities. But we can’t stay in your world forever. I…” Rowland sighed and looked down at the floor. “I want you to see, to truly see, the situation we’re in.”

Tears welled in Eliza’s eyes for fear of what he was about to say.

“My time is up. I have to go back, Eliza.”

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BlogFlash 2012 is a 30 Day challenge to write a 50-100 word post each day based on that day’s prompt. All my posts will be linked as a continuous story, a prequel to a series I’ve been writing.

Be sure to check out Terri Long’s BlogFlash 2012!

Need to catch up on the story? All my BlogFlash entries are here, or you can read the original story, The Transformation.

“I know you’re out here, Vick,” Eliza said.

The woods were cold and dark. Only the glow of the moon lit her path.

“So, we meet again,” the chilling voice said behind her.

Eliza turned to see Vick in his faery form. His whole body was unnaturally dark, and his eyes were back-no irises.

“I’ve been waiting for this,” he said. “Do you really think you could just waltz into our world? I won’t allow it.”

He thrust his hands toward her and a burst of dark light streamed directly at her. Just before it made contact, an explosion of gold light erupted and Rowland materialized right in front of her.

White and gold sparks crackled in Rowland’s hands, and he shot his own burst of light at the creature. Gold flooded the woods as Vick flew backward twenty feet.

“Is he dead?” Eliza said as Rowland wrapped his arms around her.

“Yes. I hit him directly in the heart. Something that evil can’t comprehend the light. He’s gone.”

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BlogFlash 2012 is a 30 Day challenge to write a 50-100 word post each day based on that day’s prompt. All my posts will be linked as a continuous story, a prequel to a series I’ve been writing.

Be sure to check out Terri Long’s BlogFlash 2012!

Need to catch up on the story? All my BlogFlash entries are here, or you can read the original story, The Transformation.

Eliza charged up the steps of the Barton Estate and marched right to the receptionist’s desk.

“I demand to know where Rowland is,” Eliza said in the most authoritative tone she could muster.

“I’m sorry, he’s not in,” the receptionist said.

Eliza crossed her arms, refusing to accept her fake kindness. Rowland had been missing for a week. No goodbye, no note, just vanished.

Seeing Eliza’s persistence, the receptionist spoke again. “He’s on holiday.”

“What does that even mean? Where did he go?  When is he coming back? What aren’t you telling me?”

“I’m sorry. I really must insist you make an appointment and come back at a later time.”

Eliza sighed and stormed out of the mansion, a million expletives running through her mind.

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BlogFlash 2012 is a 30 Day challenge to write a 50-100 word post each day based on that day’s prompt. All my posts will be linked as a continuous story, a prequel to a series I’ve been writing.

Be sure to check out Terri Long’s BlogFlash 2012!

Need to catch up on the story? All my BlogFlash entries are here, or you can read the original story, The Transformation.

Eliza laid her head on her pillow, even though she knew sleep was an impossibility. She had far too much to think about.

Rowland was a faery. If faeries existed, what else could be out there?

Chills overtook her body at the thought of Vick’s black eyes watching her, following her wherever she went.

A bright gold light flicked past her dark window. A sense of relief flooded her like a warm bath. No doubt it was Rowland flying outside, keeping watch over her while she slept.

Eliza smiled and closed her eyes, falling into a peaceful sleep.

~

BlogFlash 2012 is a 30 Day challenge to write a 50-100 word post each day based on that day’s prompt. All my posts will be linked as a continuous story, a prequel to a series I’ve been writing.

Be sure to check out Terri Long’s BlogFlash 2012!

Need to catch up on the story? All my BlogFlash entries are here, or you can read the original story, The Transformation.