The princes as my mates.

Playing Keep Away

Everyone is shouting over each other, fighting to be heard. I rub my temples trying to coax my headache into submission but just like my mates it is determined to be an asshole. I can’t understand anyone, if we can’t get along with each other how are we going to get along when the other species get here, a few of the fairies are leaning against the forest edge, they look amused and i'm tempted to join them since they seem to be the only ones smiling. I close my eyes and lean back against the castle wall wishing I could figure out how to transport out of here. They seem to get louder and I hear someone shouting that it is all my fault we are going to war. That is the last straw, I lurch to my feet and growl. The ground shakes and the air gets heavy, I know my eyes have gone black. My mates sprint toward me but I pay them no mind.

“Listen and Listen good, I wanted no part in this war. Truthfully I wanted no part in life. I have spent my entire life being pushed around and treated like a doormat, tossed from house to house, nothing but a paycheck. I've dealt with failed suicide attempts and have the scars to prove both self harm and abuse. I have no idea who you are but judging by your comment you are a douchebag and I do not want to die for you. In fact I might just put you on the front line and hope the angels take care of you. However it isn’t in my character to let people die. I am your last chance before you are destroyed or sold into slavery to a bunch of self righteous assholes who couldn’t stand being daddies favorite. So feel free to walk out of here but when it comes down to it you will die and it won’t be pretty. You will be strung up and gutted like a pig. Your blood will slowly drip out of your body and you will feel every drop of it leave you. You will hear their laugh as they watch you squirm in agony. With out me you will not win. But by all means blame centuries of trying to hold off a war on me. It must be my fault.” By the time I am finished my eyes have gone back to normal and the boys are beside me each holding an arm, sandwiching me in between them. The peasant I was yelling at is curled up on the ground as everyone around him shoots imaginary daggers at his head. The fairies are laughing so hard they are crying tears of blood, the only tears the dark fairies can cry.  “Now everyone get back to training, we have a war to win.” The boys refuse to let me go and the King and Queen walk towards us with a smile on their face. I know my face is set in a glare as the clouds are still dark and I'm pretty sure I heard thunder in the distance.

“My dear you did great, no one should ever question your loyalty and you know none of us blame you for this war we will stand behind you all the way.” The queen smiles as she speaks, while the king reaches over and yanks me away from the boys which causes them to growl as the king throws me over his shoulder and runs away laughing carrying me off like a caveman. They boys quickly give chase and I laugh as I watch them fail to catch us. The king darts into the forest, ducking to keep me from hitting any branches or trees. I hear him yell out a quick “Catch” before I am airborne. I scream and the boys growls again before the wind is knocked out of me as I’m caught by someone. I look up and see the back of Hunters head. I know I could get out of his grasp if I wanted to but this is pissing the boys off and I like it when they are angry, they get all sexy and possessive and the sex is amazing. I smile I wave as Hunter jumps into a tree, having a brother in the guard has his advantage. I giggle and hang on to whatever I can and he jumps from branch to branch they boys following below. Its fun to just mess around, forget about demons and Angels and powers. I wish this moment would never end but I know it will. Just as I think that Hunter looks back at me a smirks as he drops me down to the boys. I don’t even scream just brace myself in case they don’t catch me. I know they always will, they will never let me go. They growl and lock eyes with me as they smirk and dart back toward the castle. I laugh and listen to it carry in the wind, as the king howls and yells at us, “Make me some grandbabies damn it, I’m not getting any younger and I want to hear the pitter patter of little feet and the screams of terror when you wake up to a toddler foot in your face. I want payback.” I laugh and the boys just shake their head as they continue on the path to a very fun sleepless few hours.