The Fairy's Poison: FD 2 (Pokemon) ||Complete||

Chapter 41: Wind and Wildflowers

Hi everyone, SK here.

Jeez why is this book ending so quickly... there's barely any chapters left and it feels like I started it yesterday. *ahem* ANYWAY.  I don't have much else to say here, so let's just begin.

As always, enjoy~!

Oh, and happy late birthday Ash. :)

!!! WARNINGS: IMPLIED implicit content- what you think it is

Valerie

Relaxation feels godly when you can't feel anything at all.  

Well, it felt godly at least.  The effects that my recent nap had on me are beginning to fade away now that there are very important and stress-ridden conversations happening about the future plans for the fairies.  

My knees flutter up and down as I sit cross-legged on the grass, always having the ever-apparent need to move no matter what.  I've almost gotten used to the soft whispers of August's voice that faded in an out of my dreams as he was talking to himself, because the strong, authoritative tone coming from him now feels like an electric shock from Zekrom.

"We seriously need to think about this with our brains, Ver," he's saying to his sister, a fairy who is clearly not interested in listening to him.  "You're not using yours."

The distant sounds of fairy chatter and the cheerful yips from Mist Pokemon we let roam free for a little while are cut off by Verity's equally strong tone.  "I am using my brain, you're the one that's acting because of fear.  Fear of the humans."  Both twins are sitting on either side of me, so I am literally in the middle of their argument.

I can spot my Frosmoth off in the distance, Nombles looks happy to let her silvery wings free in the wind.  "A fear that's not irrational in the slightest," counters her brother.  The annoyance in his tone can be heard a mile away.  "I was captured like so many of the others.  You don't know what happened between the scenes."  

"Then tell me, because as the other Leader I need to know what happened to all of you."  Mom and Dad both sit silent beside their Leaders; the Advisors are no different either.

August shivers a bit.  "Well they didn't give us food or water, so we had to make those from magic- of course they tasted disgusting but what choice did we have?  The guards would taunt us, some would get close enough to touch us..." he trails away, sounding a bit blue.  Blue, just like his eyes, just like the sky behind him.  The sky, the great big sky.  I look up and take a deep breath in.  I let it out.  Blue like the ocean.  Blue like the lake where we had our first kiss.  

Blue like the air when we'll have our last.

"Your Lightness, please continue," urges Dad as gently as he can muster.  The look on his face is as concerned as Mom's is.

The Light Leader takes a deep breath then exhales.  "Lance would take away my 'cage' because he wanted frequent meetings with me.  Whenever I returned, I would see all the fairies who were left there battered and bruised, fairies whose wings were torn apart just like paper.  The humans did something to them every time I was gone, and I-" he tears up, "I can never forgive myself.  They needed me and I wasn't there."  His voice pitches a key higher as it breaks, the opposite direction his mouth is curving.

The fairies don't seem too traumatized.  Then again, I wasn't there, and August wouldn't make this kind of stuff up just for a sob story for his sister.  Turning my head toward the Creation Elemental I can tell just how much he's beating himself up over this, so I put a tentative comforting hand on his shoulder.  He doesn't react, and not wanting to repeat the start of our first big fight, I retract my hand.