Chapter 3

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Tara, Ireland: Near Chute E1

The creature moved quickly, taking long strides. It was travelling along a little used alley way. The creature was shielded, of course. It was a troll-pixie hybrid. The creature was a genetically mutated pixie. It's genes had been altered with infusions of troll DNA.

This new species of fairy was adept in many ways. It possesed the magic of a pixie, with the fight of a troll. It's skin was thick like armour, but it was a mere three and a half feet tall. The fairy was a perfect soldier, strong, fearless, and smart. Very smart. This new fairy was lethal, and it was roaming free above ground. If it had not been for the spell that had been cast over it, the creature would have undoubtedly destroyed nearly everything in its path.

You see, this fairy was possessed. With one simple task to complete. Find the girl. Those were the words that ran through the creatures mind. Find the girl. The creature pressed forward, unaware of where it was going. Its feet seemed to have a mind of their own. Dodging in and out of alley ways, pressing against buildings. Find the girl. It ran, across bustling streets, down sidewalks, quiet as a mouse. The only hint of its existence was the faint breeze that followed when it passed a pedestrian. The people on the street were only obstacles in its path.

Instead of causing chaos on the streets, it ran swiftly out of the city. It had no orders it could carry out there. It needed to find her. Though the creature did not know why, there was no doubt in its mind that if it didn't find her then something terrible would happen. It could be the start of a war. A war that could lead to the extinction of fairies.

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