Killian (sample)

Prologue & Chapter 1

Prologue

 

For all the years I have lived amongst the humans, in all the countries this is by far my best choice. Looking in the mirror I am still the same person, the same black eyes the same black hair, my mother told me I was the perfect mixture of her and my father. Their perfect little prince, I got my, father’s warrior abilities and my mother’s compassion. But neither has served me in this world. When I first crossed into this human existence I was angry and bitter, my life was torn from my grasp but now all these years later I have not given up my hope of one day returning.

         I check my reflection one more time before leaving my apartment, grabbing my leather jacket as I close the door. Tonight should be good at work; on themed nights we usually get a whole different crowd than the usual club goers. Tonight is Fantasy and fairies, although humans have no real idea about fairies they do try. Arriving to the club I take a seat at the meeting table, where all the other bar staff are lounging around, the manager gives his usual weekend speech. Sell more alcohol card everyone and make money. I join my friends and fellow barmen James and Ethan we usually work the main bar together on Saturday nights.

         “Let’s rock and Roll.”

Ethan announces drumming his hands on the tabletop.

“Hey I hope we get to see some honey’s tonight I need a friend for a few hours,” rolling my eyes I head down to the club floor. Ethan is a self proclaimed ladies man every weekend he needs a friend but usually goes home alone but James, he doesn’t even try and gets about ten phone numbers every week. We work well together so I don’t mind them too much, that’s the thing about being me, and where I come from, we love to touch and give comfort to each other and dance in the revelry. I miss home still to this day, one day I will get back.

         “Yo Killian, doors are open get your smile on, bro.”

Ethan shouts at me. I nod and wave at him, he likes to pump us up with some pep talks. He is harmless really, but a good friend. Doors open at nine pm, I have a few regulars who ask for me all dressed as fairies. Savannah is nice enough she usually flirts with me we kissed a few times but that was it never anything more. She has two other girls with her who I don’t know, but both look cute with they’re matching costumes.

“Hi Killian, you didn’t dress up tonight?”

Savannah pouts, I just shrug. I don’t ever dress up at these things and every time she pouts at me. I pour their drinks and watch them dance.

         By eleven the club is packed with all kinds of weird, some chicks are barley wearing clothes and the guys are all over them, wiping down my area I feel something inside me shift, something I haven’t felt for decades. I feel my skin tingling like a million ants are running over me, taking a deep breath I savor the moment. This can’t be happening is it real or my imagination? I turn to look at the crowd before me, trying to figure out who caused it. A girl with platinum blond hair and a very short blue costume stands by the dance floor I can only see her back. She is dressed as a fairy with wings so authentic looking they take my breath away, I need to see her face but she doesn’t turn. I can’t take my eyes off her, watching as she makes her way through the crowd to the middle of the floor.

         The music is thumping I can feel the base pounding through my body rattling my bones. Shit I can’t see her, I move down the bar much to Ethan’s annoyance,

“Hey get the fuck back on your own side man.”

I ignore him trying to see her but I can’t she is lost in the sea of people dancing. Walking back to my own end of the bar I can’t shake this feeling, my skin still feels tingly. Savannah and her friends come back for more drinks,