Flashes of a beautiful flower garden lies out before you. Eyeing them cautiously, many distinguish Fae passed by ignoring you as you try to gather their attention. The golden wings you've flared that fatal day with Valentine at the party while in shackles had returned blending in. It was as if something brought them out of you, but to your knowledge, they were because you were a Gemmer which derives from the Tree of Life bloodline. You weren't directly born from this for your mother wasn't so lucky to be born with the wombs as you were, but being a Mother Earth, it seemed to draw in all these genes being a side effect. It was called the Branching Effect as it all appeared underneath nature. That is what the specialist blamed it on anyway not having any actually proof. Being only one other Mother Earth, she had been before all the breeding making everything a guessing game with you.
Getting back to the moment, you now find yourself in front of.. a dying tree? Why.. Why was this like this? It was such a pity and eye sore. You placed your hand on the bark as it seems to be calling you wondering if it was what brought you here. Magic swirled from your hands, and before you leaves began to form on its bare branches. It brought a slight smile to your lips until.. it starts to wither away again. You didn't understand why, but it suddenly spread to your palm causing you to jump back in pain. You looked down to see the black veins spreading down your arms as your wings take on a decaying glow. You screamed; it echoing through the winds as you felt your wings disintegrating.
You wake up not able to utter a word as you've never felt such a pain. You soon become incoherent as it felt like your life was draining from your body. You fall back on the bed as your wings continue to shrivel away. Worsening, the black substance has spread to your shoulder; you turning your head to Connoric.
" Darling?"
" V-Val...."
Your bond begins to fade causing Connoric to thrash, and you wanted to ease him though you can't feel your arm. You flinched as it suddenly reaches your face; one of your wings completely gone now. It then justs... stops. You could hear Clem crying for you as he sensed your pain, and as a numb sensation takes over, you refuse to cry. You stand with your limp arm wanting to say goodbye if you were about to die then. Being too afraid to touch him, you just stare as you're still unable to talk.
" Y/n..?"
" C-Con.. Connoric."
You could hear your beloved jump from the bed and turning on the light. You turn to him, and he halts before scurrying to you. You pushed him away in fear it was contagious, but he forced himself on you. You flapped your one good wing as he tried his best to heal you, but it causes it to reactivated as your right eye is now black and leaving you blind.
" No! I didn't mean too! I.. I need Valentine!"
With your good hand, you lift your shirt suddenly to find a new outline of death running down the center of your belly. It goes in a certain formation as if it was searching for something. That's when you could see the glow beneath it in three areas as the dark magic targets it.
" Stop! Please! No!"
" Darling! Can you not hear me?!"
You don't respond as you run having an idea. Connoric goes after you as raced down the stairs and to the outside world. You fell into the grass and roll upon your back calling unto the energy deep within the ground along with Banisher Fae. Multiple color light fazed through the ground, and you see the cryptive beings flutter above you.
" Help..."
You were dizzy now due to your power and to what's coursing through your body as it fights it. It didn't seem enough though as your body begins to seizure. The Banishers pierced your flesh sucking at the poisoned liquid to just watched them die and be replaced by others. You eventually find yourself slipping out of consciousness as you enerered you stone underground.
You felt a stronger connection now as relief soon spread through out your being. You nearly cross streams, but you stable yourself preventing a pregnancy. You stay down there for hours as you healed from what you endured. When you finally find yourself fading....
You wake up before the fire in the den snuggled into a blanket and a pillow. Your body ached, but you grateful to feel your arm again though... it was strange. It seemed you were adjusting to an imbalance of magic as the link to your armed seemed severed. You raise it above your head trying to summon the Northern Lights to have nothing. It was as if it was.. human. You sit up also noticing you no longer had a right wing. You flipped through multiple to see they all were no longer a pair. This bothered you more thank you would think it would, and you blame your curiosity for all this.
" Y/n! How are you?!"
You looked up noticing Valentine, and you try to say something to end up croaking like a frog. Still yet, he hugs you not wanting to ever let you go again.
" Magic... gone."
" I know.. I'm sorry."
He kisses you asking about you eye, and you informed him you could see. He sighs from relief before crawling under the cover with you.
" She's up Connoric!"
You hear loud footsteps rush from the dining room, and he's soon crawling into your lap.
" What did you do for Maeve to become angry with you?!"
" Brought.. tree.. back."
" Tree?"
You nod wishing you could say more in trying to ignore you mr depression. That's when you think of your belly, and you quickly forgot about yourself.
" Babies.. okay?"
Valentine sighed before landing a kiss on your head.
" A sack died. You should be passing them soon. You still have two though if that makes it any better. We believe now there's severe hidden magic when it comes to your wombs, or how else would we be missing this?"
" What.. kind?"
Connoric was now kissing your belly as Valentine speaks.
" We're not sure. We will soon though."
You just nod as you feel a tiredsome wave come over you. You fall asleep on Valentine's shoulder as he studied your right arm again.

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Killer Stone
FantastikYour job is... essentric you could say. Unique. Rewarding. Dangerous. You end rogue occults that go against or break the rules of the Solstice Alliance. You currently find yourself in California tracking a migration of the Angelus Mortem when you m...