Jupiter Rising

Chapter Thirty - Home

Leda and I arrived just in time, the enemy of Olamoore met with our brutal impact, an impact that eradicated them all in mere moments. Despite years of practice, and whole summers spent on our magic growth and nurture, we were not prepared for how strong our magic would be in the world of Fae, having only ever used it in the human world.

The human world limited our ability to cast and create, but still we worked it religiously. I was taught in some respect already by Willow as a child, how to safely work my magic and keep it guided and controlled. I, as a child had to teach my baby sister that same control. For a fire fairy it was painful to control one's powers, fire being an unstoppable force when the fuel was emotion.

Leda as a baby was already powerful, and her fire already lit, and so by the terrible threes she was a little pyromaniac. Luckily Aspen worked nights, and so we were in bed when Zell cared for us. It always surprised me though, how Zell never questioned the little fire starter. If anything, she encouraged our time alone together, whilst we practiced unbeknownst to her, our abilities. It is only now as an adult I wonder why she never asked more questions. The moment she watched us leave the human world, I knew she must have had knowledge far greater than expected. A knowing of the Fae, and what we were perhaps. I wished I had known whilst I was there, for I would have had so many more questions.

Leda was a fire fairy, but that was only the tip of the iceberg, for her abilities were vast, not as vast as mine but hers were fitting for battle. Leda could command, Fae would listen, Leda could obliterate with fire and earthquakes... and all would fall. Her wing span was larger than mine, her reach much greater. Not an army was a match for my little sister, and she knew it too. I don't think either of us knew how it would feel though, to finally turn our magic and our power on the enemy in our home world.

Leda ordered the earth to claim them, and claim them it did. She ordered her fire to destroy those that stumbled out of it, and they succumbed. My little sister, with a heart that cried out for the weak in the world, and a sensitive but intensely warm soul. I knew it would hurt her to act, despite knowing they were the enemy, for she had not been harmed by them in person. The moment that she saw our Mama in the tree top though, all hurt faded, and her eyes filled with tears, tears that reflected the fire and destruction around us. Tears of joy.

I threw out my hands and doused the flames, ice and water one of my most commonly used abilities. With a fire fairy for a sister I never often put the water away for long.

I took Leda's hand, and with a shared gaze, surrounded by soldiers of Olamoore and our people... we flew.

Our Mama stood almost frozen to the spot when we landed hand in hand upon the flight deck. All birds that had been in flight landed behind her, our uncles stepping off of them one by one.

"Jupiter" my Mama whispered, her hand reaching and then retreating as if she didn't dare touch me.

I watched a single tear fall from her green eyes, and slide down her cheek. I couldn't move either. This had been a dream for so long, to be returned to my parents, and now that I was here I was scared to reach back for her, scared she wouldn't accept what I had done. An enormous wave of guilt hit me. Leda broke the silence and let go of my hand, her arms reaching for and encasing our Mama.

"Leda" She cried, holding her with as much enthusiasm and emotion.

They held one another for a long moment, and I stood feeling like I was on the outside looking in, an outsider, a mere observer.

"Keek at ye. A' grown up" came a thick Scottish accent I remembered.

I turned to the striking red head beside my Mama, and was taken aback when she strode over and grabbed me in for a tight hug. "Good to see you too Mirren" I greeted her "I'm glad to see that you came to Olamoore as I so hoped"