Accidents happen

Chapter 1

Iris pov

There are always two sides to everything. Good and evil. The sick and the not. the Before and the after. Winged fairies and disabled fairies. I remember our before house. The one before we fled from the plague. It will always be my home in my heart. Ike, three years my junior, will never have enough salvageable memory to remember it as how it was. He will never remember our mother, who was too sick to make it out with us. But I can still see her through him. They have the same pickle green eyes, the brown hair all of us share. The same personality that in a way can light up a room with one word. He's just a chip off the old block in our family. Me? Not so much. I mean we are both abnormal in our own ways but... I have a bit more of an un-fairy-like demeanor. I have always felt more in tune with nature than with most faires. Which apparently makes me seem weird and unfriendly. Which I apparently mindless than Ike. On one of the most important days in faerie history, I was in my garden just minding my own business when my brother bursts in through the gate, trampling some of the plants in the process. He doesn't realize what he's done until I glare at him. He gives me an apologetic look.

"So is there a good reason you decided to come in and trample my garden? Or did you just do it because you felt like it." I have tried in the past to lock him out of the garden, but each time he's managed to sneak in. always trampling my plants. Ike looks at me, excitement in his green gaze.

"You know what dad said?" I rolled my eyes. Since we fled the plague we have lived as far from society as we can. I bet he brought news from the nearest village. I sigh, he was too invested in the village.

"What?" I say, turning back to the plants I was tending to. I didn't care for village news very much. It was all the same. 'Someone did this' and 'someone else did that' it was very repetitive.

"We are moving back to the village!" I dropped the tools I was working with. Us? Moving to the village? That was going directly against mother's last wishes. She had told my dad to keep us safe from the plague, and we did so by moving far, far away. I scrunch my eyebrows together. Father wouldn't go against her wishes, right? I shook my head and chuckled.

"Good one."Ike just rolled his eyes. I go back to my plants.

"I'm serious! He told me to come to tell you because he was afraid if he told you, you would slap him" well he was right. I gather my tools and look to Ike.

"Ill... be inside. Why dont you start gathering your stuff up. If we are really moving why not get started now right?" Ike raises his eyebrow, probably skeptical because I'm not mad about it. Or at least outwardly. I thought he would question it but instead, he shrugs and walks off. Putting my tools away, I brace myself before walking out of the garden and toward my fathers part of the house. I try not to clench my teeth or be as mad as I truly am. but you know what? There are some things you can't help but do.

As I stride toward my father's room, I realize I am unsure of how to go about this. But any and all logic is thrown out the window. I barge into my father's room, startling him from his work. Both my father and his chair are laying on the ground as he says "whatever happened to knocking?" he tries to smile, but it falls as soon as he sees the burning rage in my eyes.

"Ike told me some interesting news." I raise an eyebrow as my father stands up. "What happened to mothers wish?" my voice shakes. Father sighs.

"we got this a week ago." he hands me a letter. it states that there is nothing more to fear of the plague because it is no more... or something along the lines of that.

"so what does this mean? that everyone is safe? how can they be so sure that the plague is gone?"

"I dont know. But look at Ike! he's so... joyous! think back to the last time you saw him like that. I can't think of a time I've ever seen him like that, what about you?" I shake my head knowing he is right. Ike is too big for the simplest things, like enjoying life outside of society.

"I'm going to go pack," I say, but I can't help the unmasked rage that decides to appear in my voice. on my way out I can't help but slam the door to my fathers' room.

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I stand in the center of my room, wondering what to pack first. on my shelf lies tons of books, some fiction, most my mother's books about plants. I start throwing books into a large duffel bag.

"remember only the necessities!" Ike calls from out from the hall. I glare at him.

"these are necessary for me to not slap someone," I growl at him. in truth I have no idea how I'm going to react to being around people yet. to be fair I haven't had a half decent conversation with anyone outside our family save the mailman in forever. isn't this going to be fun?

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a week later we are flying into town.

Ike is ecstatic. father is an odd mix of happy, worried and nervous. he is continuously looking back at me, a look on his face that I couldn't make out. we pass over parts of the town that I vaguely remember. whenever I look down we get these looks. looks of awe, looks of resent, looks in between. father leads the way down to our new house. but as we descend, it starts to look a bit familiar.

when we land i immediately drop the two duffel bags that rested on my shoulders. i nearly fall, its like my legs have turned to jelly. i feel so drained. i walk in and unkowingly plop down on a couch like i have always lived there.

i take a look around, really looking this time. it all seems familiar. i push that thought aside. thinking is too hard right now. i just want to sleep.

"so does any of this look familiar?" father asks, and all i do is groan.

"sure. can i just sleep for a day." father chuckles, and is asbout to say something when there is a knock at the door.

"lottory time!" someone shouts from outside the door. i look at my father quizzically. he just drags me out.

"this is mandatory."

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hi all! first chapter is up!yaaay! that took me all day but you know grammarly is a lifesaver! also sidenote: being sick SUCKS. anyway bye all!- Dawn

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