My Little Faerie Girl

Daddy?

Two weeks later and Anabella had found the evil, cruel, wicked, malicious people that had murdered her father, and shrouded in the darkness of night she set out to make them feel the pain her father would have.

She found all the men that had beaten her father sitting in a large home on the outskirts of Blackbird Forest, isolated from the rest of the people that lived within. In the house they – a maple tree nymph, a small fire pixie, a siren with land legs and a large ogre – sat around a hearth in the middle of the room, unsuspecting and oblivious as to what was coming their way.

Seeing them all just sitting there, relaxing, while she is in so much pain makes her angry and her powers flare up causing the fire to surge in an upward spire in the hearth (the beings near the fire quickly back away from the searing hot element, the ogre tripping over his chair and falling to the dirt beneath him, splitting the earth), the air in the room becomes hot and pushes down on the creatures, forcing them to their knees as the earth comes up to form traps to hold them in (the tree nymph fights against her own element and looses being trapped in a cage of violet roses and vines).

Anabella does not hesitate and continues her vengeful attack on these monsters, not even flinching as her marks begin to burn with a searing heat - almost like they are telling her to stop, warning her that this isn't who she is, this isn't what she wants to do.

She does not back down, relentless in her anger and hatred for these four creatures that have caused her and so many others so much pain, needing them to feel the pain she does.

Shadows in the room shift and change and her marks begin to flare white hot, and she hears voices in her head, screaming at her to stop, begging her to stop, as the fire rages on and the earth continues to encase and hold, as the air continues pushing and suffocating.

These voices mean nothing to her; they are like a dull roar in the back of her mind, meaningless, until one voice stands out from the roar. One voice that she hasn't heard in four weeks, not even in her dreams or nightmares. The voice of her father.

This voice means something to her. This voice means everything to her so she grabs onto that voices and listens to what it says.

In her mind her father's voice says, "Angel, you must stop this. They do not deserve to suffer in such a way. You must let go of your anger, Angel, it will only make you cold."

Anabella shakes her head and responds, "They hurt you daddy. You are dead because of them, because of me. They cannot get away with this. They deserve to suffer."

"No one deserves to suffer, no matter what deed they have done and I did not die because of you. You did not kill me. It was not your hand and it was not your wish for me to die," her father replied again. Anabella felt tears in her eyes at hearing her father's voice as he continued, "Now Anabella call back your elements and let these people free, show them kindness and charity. You are not a monster; do not let my death make you one."

Upon hearing those final words from her father Anabella called her elements back to her and returned everything to the state it was. She quickly left the house and wandered into the forest, back in the direction of her home.

Part way back to her house, where her mother was waiting for her to return from a nightly check, she leaned against the trunk of a tree and sunk to the ground crying for her father. And, in a voice so tired and heartbroken she whispered to the shadows in the night, "I miss you daddy. I really, really miss you and I love you. You are my life, you are my everything. I will go on for you. Goodbye daddy."

Then as the tired and grief stricken faerie began to fall asleep eight words were carried on the wind, "I love you too, my little faerie girl."