Butterfly:Lost Wing

Chapter Three: Her Confused Wing

The brunette turned her head and then turned her whole body. A blue haired girl stood there with her right fist on her chest. "Uh. . . I'm sorry. I got lost an-"
"Do not worry. It is okay. It is very rare for visitors to come to Shallow Fey," The girl said with a warm smile. "Welcome to Shallow Fey, by the way. I'm Willow. Willow Marigold."
"Nice to meet you. But can you help me find my way to. . . Uh. . ." Celeste paused.
Stella, the voice said.
"Stella."
"Stella? You mean the Inferno Court?" Willow asked. "Ah. . . Yeah. . ." The brunette said. Willow smiled with her eyes closed and tilted her head to the side, "of course. You must be a Blaze Fey."
"What?"
"Follow me! I know the way."
Willow walked away in the shadows, and before Celeste got lost again, she followed the blue-haired girl. It was dark and hard to see, but Celeste mangaed her way through.
"So, what do you like to do?" Willow started. Celeste quivered and timidly responded, "I-I like to draw. . ."
"Really? Well. . . That's an interesting hobby to enjoy your day. What do you like to use for your Inferno Hex?" The little girl asked. Hex? How those this little girl know about witchcraft?
"Hex?" Celeste mocked with a brow raised. "Yes, Hex. As a Blaze Fey, you do these hexes called Inferno Hex. We are always gleeful and content with our hexes. They're the most powerful spells of all the Higher Courts and feys. But we do not use them against the but our enemies. The Dark Feys." Willow informed. "Listen, girl. I don't know anything about hexes or feys for that matter!"
"You dont?"
"I have no idea. . ."
"Oh. . . So you're just a mortal?"
"What? Yes. I am a mortal. No Fey or anything like that!"
"Sorry. I. . . Uh. . . Made that up. You know us little children. We have big imaginations!"
Celeste was starting to suspect something but did not show it. Willow, a blue-haired little girl, with pointy ears like an elf. A dress with real flowers and pearls, the barefoot. And the fluent language. It was all suspected. No child should live at Shallow Fey, as stated by the taxi driver.
A few minutes have passed and silent. No conversations or speaking, whatsoever. The voice was even silent and did not speak at all. Celeste was suspected even more than before. Willow acted as she knew the dark forest very well. She smiled the entire time and looked around at her surroundings as if everything was interesting at fact. *SNAP*
Celeste flinched. She looked down and noticed she stepped on a small twig. Willow was concerned and turned her head to Celeste's side to see what was up. "We're almost there, just a few yards away."

A few yards passed and Celeste was weary and started slouching. Why was she following a little girl? It doesn't make sense. The older person should lead not the younger person. She felt as if she was beaten by a small girl. "We're here. Welcome to my home." Willow pointed to a small brick house. It had a garden on the front and looked like a small doll house for little girls, but bigger. Willow walked to the wooden door and turned the knob and opened it. "Come in." She insisted.
Hurry up and enter already! This is the only place for us to seek shelter! The voice finally said something, she was in a rush to get inside. But why? Celeste did as she was told and akwardly made an entrance to the medium sized house, Willow followed her and shut the door. "You'll be safe in here. I know you're running away from it." She knew. What she didn't knew what was the it. Was it a creature of some sort? Or was it just an imagination that Celeste made up in her head and went along with it? "How did you know?" She finally asked. Willow sat down on a small wooden stool. "I spoke with the inner you."
"The inner me?"
"Yes. Cassie. She is the inner you. You could say that she's your guide and true self, but a Fey." She explained. "It is the person you were born as. It is important to interact with your voice. Without it, you won't be able to do great profundity. You'll be in the depths of Tortures."( tur-ture-es).
"Uh. . . Did a nut hit your head, or did your imagination went beyond the world?"
"This is real, Titania! Take this seariously! As a Butterfly, you must understand the Fey world!" Willow shouted with anger. Celeste was tired of hearing the name. She was tired of hearing and people calling her that. "Why does my so called inner me, Cassie, and you, call me Titania!?"
"Because you are her. I know it and so does the Fey world. They found out the existence of the last surviving Butterfly! Your aura is so strong that others can sense it, and so does the Fey Queen, Queen Diana!" The little girl yelled back at the brunette. "What the hell are you even talking about, kid!?! I don't have time for this crap! You're crazy! I'm leaving!" Celeste yelled. She ran back to the door and left with the door slam shut. She stormed off and Willow didn't even bother to follow her. "You aren't going to leave." A voice said from behind her. Celeste turned around. A man around his early twenties, appeared. His hair was brown and his eyes were brown. He looked like Morgan, but a male version of her. "Look, I'm not in the mood to ask who you are. Leave me alone and you'll won't get hurt." She warned. "Ooh! I'm so scared!" He sarcastically said. "The names Gabriel. . . And I'm not in the mood to get you back into that nymphs house. But I have to follow my queen's and little sisters orders. You got that."
"Both of you are crazy! I'm already losing it! And I lost it when all of this madness started! I'm talking to myself and going insane!" Celeste pulled her hair with frustration. "All of you are mad! You hear me!?! Mad! All of this is batshit!"
"Ugh! You leave me no choice." He mind linked Morgan. Why do I have to do this again? He asked her.
'Cause she's my friend and I want her to be safe. It's dangerous. Where are you anyways? She responded.
Sorry to say this to ya, little sister. But we're at Shallow Fey. And right now I'm handling her with my anger and warning.
Why are you both at Shallow Fey? You know the consequences!
Yeah, yeah. I know. But you didn't say anything about consequences, now did you?
I suppose you're right. . . But you know the sacrifices of joining forces with that place, right?
Yup! I know what to sacrifice.
He cut the mind link and walked to Celeste. She stood there, no sound or movement came from her. Her breathing has softened and looked like she was in a daze.
Perfect. Gabriel thought. He carried Celeste in bridal-style. He carried her to the wooden door and kicked it open. Willow gasped in surprise and ran towards them. She hugged Gabriel. "What are we going to do, Gabriel? What are we going to do?" She mumbled. "I don't know, Nymph. I don't know. . ." He responded.