The Invisible Wings (The Invisible Library Fanfic)

Two: Alberich

The back door of the truck flew open with a whip of wind. Almost cursing as the inside of the back filled with life. 

Brightness reflected off mirror like walls, looking like the fiery sun itself. The two men had to shield their eyes even though they had a pair of sunglasses on.

"Come on, let's get this thing out of my truck. Who knows whose watching our movements besides our boss." The man said in front, getting out the barbell that would lift the cage. The man looked older, hair deep red and blazing green eyes. He looked like the type of man who liked to gamble and he wore a beard proudly.

"Of course...But what does the boss want with a winged boy? He's priceless and probably can't even fly." A younger man asked. He looked as if he was in his twenties, blonde hair hung to his shoulders, and had the same typical blue eyes. Maybe he had gotten drug into a bad situation and became a robber of some sort.

"Don't question the boss...Don't ever question him. You know what happened last time someone questioned him. We just do his work and he pays us for it. Understand?" The gambler looked angry now, like he just lost a bet, losing all the money he laid down.

"O-of course." The robber sighed, his blonde hair swaying into his face as his head bobbed like bait on a fishing pole.

With that they brought down the giant cage and placed it on the large barbell. Draping a black blanket over the cage to drop suspensions to a minimum. The gambler pushed it around onto the lightly covered pavement. Carnival music could be heard in the distance. As the walked closer to the carnival, kids could be heard. Some giggling while others fled in fear from some clowns chasing after them laughing furiously. Carnival tents were in all colors, and small stands of games laid out throughout the place. The small grassy fields were bombarded with billions of talking folks. Young and old, wise and others not as wise.

A rattling bang startled the two men. The breeze slightly above their noses. A Frisbee went flying into the side of the metal cage with a clash. Then fell with a light plop onto the ground below. Three kids emerged out between the tents apologizing for the flying fury of their Frisbee.

"No worries," the gambler started with a smirk, handing it back to the kid. "Now run along."

"Say, what's under the black tarp?" The kid said curious. He stepped forward, orange hair shined gold in the sun. Small pupils showing a hazel in his eyes.

"That is none of your business young man." The robber spoke with a threat that hung deep in his throat, willing to leap out when necessary.

A ferret raced in the boys throat, it went up and down, crawling through his belly and throat never daring to stop. His small pupils grew larger with fear as he searched for the right words, "Of course...I apologize for wasting your time." The boy trudded off to his friends and they left with mumbling.

As they walked down the path, there were many more odd looks but no one else stopped them. Breaking the silence the robber with blonde hair asked,

"So? Where did boss say to meet him at?"

"The big blue and black circus tent." The gambler said pointing his thick finger to the the tent.

"Ah." the robber said a little too quickly. Then they both shrugged and went to the tent without further questions.

A few miles down they finally arrived at their destination. The gambler entered first, as the robber walked slowly in behind him.

"Boss! Where would you like it?" The older looking man said and the boss just pointed to a spot that was shaded darker than the rest of the tent. "Help m move it." The two men struggled against the brown tarp that wrapped itself amongst the barbell's wheels. They grunted with anger and had to stop every few inches to pull the tarp back down. Finally with success, they let the cage fall with a loud clang! Thankfully the boy is knocked out with sleeping gas. The robber thought sharply, as he watched the boys helpless body fling down with the cage. His body flipped into the side of the bars, hitting his head hard. Crack!

"If that boy has even one scratch, then I  will reduce your pay! But," The boss man said angrily, eyebrows almost connecting to his own eye. Eyes a piercing brown, hinted with his pale complection. He was tall, almost 7 foot. Black leather pants lined his bony legs with an elegant manner. The same with his white shirt that was unbuttoned.
"It is a pleasure doing business with you guys." The boss man ended.

"It is, Alberich." The gambler stated.
The tall elegant man known as Alberich turned towards the gambler giving him a stink eye. "Yes, yes it is Jacob." The gambler's eyes went wide showing the face of how does he know my name sort of looks. A long silence possessed the room, about to swallow them with angry waves of its own being. 

"And you," Alberich pointed towards the robber with his pointer finger "Tony, wouldn't your parents be ashamed of what you've become?" 

Tony stepped back, his blonde his flowing and blue eyes worried. "I could end you!" Tony yelled as he took two giant leaps back to the entrance of the tent.

"What a curious way of putting it. I'm sure I've heard that somewhere before...Oh, never mind. Just take your money and leave this place. Out of here now, before I change my mind." Alberich said grinning towards the frightened men, snapping his fingers.
Two mysterious figures walked out of the shadows. They stood to both sides of Alberich. The one on the right was a Fae, he was a very young Fae but also very capable of hurting someone. His hair was between the shade of lavender and silver, hanging in a small ponytail at the end of his pale neck. He had slanted down eyes like a cats but they looked like a human shade of a golden sunset. He had a slender waist with square shoulders, and wore a typically elegant outfit with kid gloves, a cane in left hand as he stood glaring at the men in front of him. The one of the left was also different, a werewolf maybe. She was a teen, her hair a long and luscious shade of amber. Eyes bulging a deep hunter green, and she wore a black knee length dress. She purred a vicious growl.

The men nodded in approval and accepted the money rather than starting war.
Finally. Alberich thought.
"We can have some peace just to ourselves. Isn't that right Silver." He smiled and sending the girl away and turned to the little boy.
"Silver, we have much matters to discuss about that winged boy."
Silver nodded in agreement pulling out a chair and sat down, bored deeply then responded, "Of course sir. What is it you want me to do?"
There was a pause and Alberich talked like he was someplace far away.

"I want you to take his wings."