Droxinia Oneshots

Pinned Like a Beetle

A/n so two updates in one day lol. surprising ik especially for someone who hasnt updated anything, much less said a peep in a year lmfao. So this one was slightly inspired by another Droxinia fic a read not too long ago. I sort of snatched the plot of one chapter and just rewrote it to be a bit more gory and whumpy. and i wouldnt even bother asking me what time this takes place in cuz in all honesty i dont know myself- 

Sorry if it is written a little weird. I reread it and didnt find anything wrong with it grammar wise, but it might be a little fast paced at some places. if i can(and remember) ill go back and try to lengthen those bits out a bit. I also might make a recovery part if i can. school is a bitch so it might not happen :l anyway. hope you enjoy :D))

Gloxinia had been missing for much too long. It was unsettling how long he'd been gone. Drole felt empty without the faerie beside him. Even if the faerie would only sleep, the lack of the slothful faerie concerned him.

Gloxinia had left the tavern to go hunt out a specific type of berry that Ban needed along with some other plants. The two were making a new dish and Gloxinia(not liking and also partially not being able to eat meat) needed a substitute for the meat, so he was out looking for the ingredients to make this plant substitute. After he left, he didn't come back. It had only been a day but his disappearance was irking everyone.

It took them a few more hours to find any form of evidence that anything happened to Gloxinia. First off, near a bush of berries blood was found and not even a full hour after that, Drole found a note.

It read:

Drole. It is in your best wishes that you Join the Ten Commandments once more and spy on the Sins. If you refuse, Gloxinia will be killed. We are holding him hostage and will not hesitate to kill him if you refuse.

-Zeldris

As soon as Drole found the note, he rushed to the others, putting the note on the table. They all planned and tried to think of something they could do.

After much arguing it had been decided that Drole would be shrunk down and he would sneak in to find Gloxinia.

Meanwhile, Gloxinia is being held captive.

The faerie opens his eyes and recognizes his surroundings as the Camelot prison, and standing in front of him is Zeldris.

"Zeldris! Why have you done this?!" Gloxinia stands up, running forward and grabbing the bars of the cells. He immediately notices that his powers are being cut off.

Zeldris smiles. "Join us again Gloxinia. You are nothing but an outsider everywhere else. You abandoned your people. Do you really think they would want you back?" Gloxinia stumbles back. "They wouldn't.. no! You're wrong! I never abandoned them!" The faerie punches at the bars, ignoring the pain in his knuckles.

Zeldris sighs. "I guess we will try again tomorrow." The demon turns around and walks out, leaving Gloxinia alone in the cell. The faerie yells and shouts at nothing, kicking and punching the walls. Eventually he simply gives up, slumping down in the corner and just giving up for the day.

The faerie is woken up early the next day to footsteps. Three sets. From the patterns of the steps he can tell it's Zeldris, Chandler, and Cusack. He pulls himself up into a sitting position.

"I ask you again, Gloxinia. Join the Ten Commandments once again. It is either that, or a slow, painful death." Zeldris says, his hand on his sword.

Gloxinia slams his fist into the wall. "I'm not joining you!" He shouts, getting up and lifting his wings, a natural instinct to try to intimidate his opponent.