Elves Surrender: Kiss of Devour

Introduction.

My name is Vanish. I am a Liosalfar, a Light Elve of the Realm of Devour.

We, the Liosalfar Elves, are named after our main talent. My talent may not be the best, but it comes in handy. I live in a Realm called Devour; It is a pretty dangerous and scary place for outsiders, not so much for Elves like me. This is the Realm that has the most variety. Typically, in the Ygdrasil tree, there is one realm for each species. Devour is mostly made up of Elves, Pixies and Faeries with a few other supernaturals here and there. Humans can't come into our realm easily; To enter the portal, the best portal to access Devour being in a forest in Norway, our blood is needed. If a human can enter, then they aren't completely human.

Elves look like the stereotypical elves described in mythology: pointy ears, a tad bit of slanted eyes, high cheekbones. Our hair can range from blonde, to brown, to black or dark green. Our eyes are usually brown, hazel or green, no other color. Our skin can range from Olive to Brown skin and we are incredibly muscular, we have to be to survive here. No Elve really dresses up; No guy wears a shirt, girls only covers up our breasts, our butts and the you-know-whats. Basically, we are suppose to blend in the nature

I, however, am not completely Elve. Of coarse I have have pointy ears, high cheekbones and the eyes. What sets me aside from a typical Light Elve, is the fact that I have Royal Blue hair, Silver eyes and am paler than those with Olive skin. Not only is my apperance drastically different, I am more lean than the average Elve and am more muscular than the rest of my people my age.

No one, including my Grandparents, know who my Father is and most likely won't ever know. My Mother died giving birth to me at age 74. To humans, that is old, but to compare is to how humans age, she was 16. I am actually only 16 years old. I have barely lived compared to my mom, but just as mature as any teen. When my Mother died, my Grand Poppy and my Grand Pappy took me in and raised me. They don't speak of my mother and they don't know who my father is, nor do they care.

There are facts I have come to learn over my 16 years, like my Mothers name was Passion, which explains a few things and that she died. Passion also had a twin sister that I have met once or twice in my life before she got banned. Unfortunately, they say that Passion and Poison don't look the same.

My Grands only speak to me if necessary; I am considered a disgrace, an abomination, to my Village as if I had the choice of whether or not I wanted to be a purebreed or a hybrid.

Elves make everything for themselves, with the exception of Royalty. We make, while they take. I make my own necessities, since my Grands won't. For instance, my clothes are all me. My top covers my breasts and the material is Brownish Green with 2 straps and silver buckles. My shorts are of the same material with one on the left side. My shoes are simple, I have flats on my feet because it much easier to run silently and it is easier to climb trees. I have 3 strips of the material wrapped around my forearm at all times holding a knife I made with a squiggly blade that I thought was pretty cool. I make my own Bow and Arrows that I carry with me everywhere I go. They are made to help me blend in with the trees and scrub.

It isn't uncommon for Elves to have some sort of weapon on us. We get attacked frequently by animals when alone and we hunt constantly.

Looking in the mirror, I begin fishtail braiding my thick Royal Blue hair, daydreaming about the day I meet my Father and find out what all I am. I picture it as being in the forest, battling a group of boars and he walks out as I kill the last one, a brilliant smile across his face gleaming with happiness. Him being proud of what I accomplished. Him being proud of me.

"Oh, Vanish, you are more than I could ever wish! You are the perfect daughter I always wanted. Sorry I wasn't in your life, I was kidnapped by the Dark ones and locked away. But I escaped to come searching for you!" My Father then would lift me up in his arms and give me a huge hug, praising how much he loved me and was so proud of who I became.

"Vanish." Poppy called, interuppting my daydream as I tied my hair at the end. I sighed and turned from the mirror, walking into the living room from the my bedroom.

"Yes, poppy?"

"What took you so long to get here?" He asked me.

"I was just tieing the end of my braid," I said as nicely as I could.

"Why haven't you left to go hunt, yet? It's getting late, shoo, shoo." He waved me away with his hand. I grabbed my Bow and Arrows, leaving the house. Looking up at the tree I was living in, all that I could think about was how glad I was knowing I will be allowed to move out in two months, when I turn 17.

I started jogging through the forest, waving or smiling here and there at the passing people. I climbed up a tree, swinging from branch to branch until I was out of sight. I was there for ten minutes before I saw a wild boar. Quietly, I drew my arrow back and aimed. I took in a deep breath and as I exhaled, I released the arrow. It went soaring through the air, entering through his head like a hot knife pressing into butter. Another 15 minutes passed, while still in my position on my branch, I saw a buck a few yards further and took aim again, shooting it in the heart.

I Vanished to the buck and yanked the arrow out of his body. I said a little prayer to Ullr, thanking him for the great hunt he laid upon me. I walked over to the boar and did the same. With all my might, I dragged the boar to the buck and sat down, way out of breath, and placed a hand on each animal to Vanish back home.

"It does raise a flag how fast you aquired these animals. Ullr wouldn't have wasted a thought on giving you such a fast, and great hunt. Did you rob someone?" Poppy asked. I mentally rolled my eyes.

"No, sir. They happened to be there at the same time. I was truely lucky and granted this great gift from Ullr." I announced, cutting the boars belly with my knife and cut out the tuskes. I started putting the guts in the bucket for Pappy, while she started skinning the Buck. Stuffing a stick through the boar, Pappy helped me heave it over the fire to roast. I went to the Buck and worked on sawing the antlers off, which took me a while. I gave the antlers and tusks to Poppy to go out and sell. I took advantage of this moment with her alone. "What all do you think I am?"

"An Elve."

"Pappy, I know I am something else as well. Do you have any theories?"

"Does it matter?" She said nervously. I paused.

"Pappy, what do you know? I don't ask for much, I would just like to have more knowledge on my heritage. Truely, Pappy, I mean no disrespect but I think I deserve to know."

"You can't tell Poppy." She looked at me straight on. I envied how beautiful she looked. Dirty blonde hair, always in the perfect messy bun. Her skin was so clear and smooth that you would of never guessed she was 376 years old. She was a head taller than me and pretty toned. Her hazel eyes skimmed over me as if she was taking my looks in just like I was with hers.

"Promise." I said and put my fist over my heart, the Elves way of promising on our own lives.

"You are more than Elve, you aren't just two but multiple things." She said slowly while gutting the deer.

"What all am I?"

"I got 64 wihs." Poppy said entering the house. Wihs was Devours currency.

"Wow, that is a lot!" I told him. He just nodded and sat back down next to the fire, writing. I began turning the Boar and thought about what all I could be. What if I was Royal? Or a pixy? Oh, please don't let me be that! I would rather be Fae, any day  Maybe something to do with a water like a Siren, or a mermaid! Or maybe something with air like a Banshee, I swear I am psychic with death. Or maybe I am a Warrior of sorts, like the Titans or Valkyr or Amazon. I am good with weaponry. So many thoughts crossed my mind, I didn't notice I was burning the boar. 

I felt my curiosity burning my brain.

》》Picture of Ashley Benson is who I imagine as Vanish, with royal blue hair and silver eyes. 《《