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fairys part one.

pixie wings flutter. 

behind me, I thought. 

fairy hunting. that was my profession. I was a fairy hunter. 

I turned, there it was. pressing its nose to my face. they do that occasionally... I jumped back.

Hooked nose, black slits for eyes and a twisted smile. Unseelie fairy. Easy enough to identify. Wears black, black wings weid eyes and the feeling in your stomach that makes you want to jump off a cliff or shoot someone or in my case, something.

I brought the net over my head, then feinted right . The fairy was a step ahead of me and knew exactly what I was doing, and what I wanted to do. So it flew right at me, and whispered in my ear, 'You don't know what you're getting yourself into.'

I grabbed her and threw her into the jam jar. 'Maybe not, but you're Unseelie, which is Dark, and it is my job to keep the village safe from your kind.'

'If you bring me to your village, I can assure you it won't be safe.'

'I'm not bringing you within a mile of my village. I'm bringing you to the Seelie Court.'

'Bad idea, mortal.'

'The only bad thing in the idea is you.'

'Your a fairy hunter. You must know of the Court I serve.'

'Unseelie, yes I know of them.'

'Then you know of or punishments.'

'You get killed, so what? Same as mortals.'

'We are Immortal, we don't die. Seelie is pure hearted and they give my kind a second chance, there we are reborn. We are reborn with beauty and courage and hope, every thing good. Unseelie is pure of heart, not the same thing. We don't believe in redemption or happiness, or love. not to love or have love for anyone or thing, and not to be loved is pure of heart. When we are born we have to kill our own mother. It is initiation to Unseelie.'

I'm nodding. Why am I nodding?! I understand what it is saying but I don't understand why.

'I didn't kill my mother so I am not pure of heart. Biggest mistake of my life... When the Court found out they sent the best out to catch me. If you bring me too Seelie then you make me pure hearted. They will kill Seelie, then me. Seelie can die, Unseelie has the curse of Immortality.'

I stopped walking. I could see the golden glow of the Seelie in the distance.

'No, all magical creatures are Immortal.'

'Seelie can die in combat.'

'What about Unseelie?'

'It depends. Some you can kill if you exhausted them of their magic, most have a certain place on their body that you stab or shoot or curse they die. There are some, very rare though, that you have to love them to kill them.'

'Love to kill, must be hard to find something good to love. But what does this have to do with you.'

Everything you can think of is not an option.'

'Then what?'

'Three options. One, Kill the Unseelie Court, which is slightly impossible. Two, bind me or three true love.'

'Two is probably the easiest option.'

'Yes...Where will you bind me?'

'How much time do we have?'

'Until dawn at most.'

'And at least?'

'An hour.'

'Better get going then, I'll bind you to an oak tree. You can go find one.'

'I can't. The only reason they have'nt caught me by now is because they lost my trail.'

'What trail?'

'Magic trail, mortal...If I fly, then I start the trail again.'

'Walk then.'

'I'm half a foot short, I won't get very far.'

'Fine, I'll do it.' 

It smiled its creppy smile, I shivered.

...

We found an oak tree fast enough. I set her down and ran to my village to get the binding book and instruments. When I returned. All bedlam had broken loose.