Departures and Arguments
"IT'S THE START OF THE END! SURRENDER THE THRONE! THE BLOOD ON MY HANDS! COVER THE HA-"
"Gordon shut off that stereotypical nonsense right now!"
"Um, no bitch" Michael muttered. He put on the necklace from his bedside table. He pressed the pendant, the moonstone white in between the wolves.
He pressed the pendant, the moonstone white in between the wolves He sighed and left the room, climbing out the window. He teleported to Mieczyslaw's hut and he slowly entered.
"I knew you'd come, are you ready?" "Yeah, where do I go once I'm there"
"Yeah, where do I go once I'm there"
"Simple seek out The Stag"
"But isn't he bad?" "He's wise enough to see the stuff in your heart that makes you sick at the site of blood" "I don't get sick at the sight of blood, I just don't like killing people who are 40-50 percent innocent and, it's the goodness-er in my heart"
"He's wise enough to see the stuff in your heart that makes you sick at the site of blood"
"I don't get sick at the sight of blood, I just don't like killing people who are 40-50 percent innocent and, it's the goodness-er in my heart"
"Yeah that, anyways find the goat and he'll help"
"I thought it was a Stag"
"Goat, stag, shit, it could be a damn deer"
"A stag is a deer"
"Shut up, find the wise man, he'll help, try not to kill people who are over 50% guilty"
"Why are you helping me?"
"What do you mean, you're paying me, right?"
"No like why not automatically tell someone? Like I'm 'good' or whatever"
"Because I'm your friend, and you're not 'good' you're just weak"
Michael scoffed grabbed the silver out of his bag. "Here" He handed the fox-eared demon
"Alright, as soon as you get there, go to Fairfold woods, that's where the Stag is, stay away from the Arrow, and don't you dare think about going towards the Dreamer. Okay?"
"Who are those people?"
"You'll know by the necklaces"
"But everyone wears those, what am I supposed to do?"
"I don't know and neither do I care, you wanted to leave"
"But-"
"Bye now, think Fairfold"
Alabaster threw powder on the ground and Michael's world was white.
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Calum in took the forest air. Small day faeries watched as he aimed the bow, his muscles flexing making them giggle and blush. Calum rolled his eyes and pulled back on the bow, preparing to shoot. The pair of antlers moving slowly up and down, indicating that the buck was eating an apple. The position of the antlers to Calum's sight indicated the buck was sideways, and Calum's bow aiming at the bushes hiding its flank. With hope, his shot would hit the flank of the buck and he could sacrifice it return some medicine that would help his sister.
He took a deep breath, faeries gathering around, watching from his shoulders, and the plants around, his trust in his bow, he released.
Luke knew it was dangerous to be on human ground, but the closest apple tree wasn't on sacred ground. He ventured off as a stag, hoping no hunter was around, but no hunter was stupid enough to shoot a white stag, especially the one with silver antlers like his.
He was about to finish the apple when the sound of the air being sliced by an arrow sounded. The world slowed as he began to leap out the direction of the arrow but it caught him.
The world slowed as he began to leap out the direction of the arrow but it caught him.
He fell, red blood painting his white coat. He shifted. "Oh my god, forgive me, I-I didn't know you were a white stag!-- Hemmings? A hunter with raven hair said running towards him. Faeries gathered around the wound, healing it quickly. Luke looked at the hunter, he looked like a normal teenage boy, with his white tee shirt and black skinny jeans, despite the dark hunting boots and the brass arrowhead hanging from his neck.
"Arrow" Luke hissed.
"Stag" Calum sneered back. The faeries gathered around giggling, the put a daisy flower chain on Luke's head and yellow flower chain on Calum's. "Spent time to go and dance in the meadow? Ya'know if you had time to do that why not at least call when I asked you to"
"Please, we all know you purposely shot me just to gaze at my beautiful body"
Calum's toughness broke for a moment as he stared at Luke's full profile, nude in all his glory with only his antler necklace loosely around his neck. His messy lilac hair, various fae markings
After he spent 5 seconds admiring he built his toughness back up again. "For a 'wise person,' you do many unwise things"
"Funny you should say cos' you're on that very short list of them"
They stared at each other for a good minute then Calum lunged at the boy, smashing their lips together. He pinned Luke into the soft moss, nipping his neck creating marks on his pale body, then Luke flipped them.
"Not a bottom, Hood" He copied the marks, attacking his lips, their tongue fighting each other as he grinds his hard member against Calum's clothed thigh. They pulled apart, Calum's lips swollen as well as Luke's. He flipped them again, Luke on the bottom again, this time he lifted his legs, wrapping them around Calum's waist, and the tanned lad picked him, gripping his bum, then slamming his back against the tree.
Luke groaned out, "Fuck w-we need" A groan, "T-to s-t-o-p doing this"
"You want me to stop?" Calum pulled away letting Luke stand.
"No, not at all" Trying to pull Calum back.
"Then why did you want to stop?" Calum smirked.
"Just- dammit, I'm hard, and you got me hard, s-so-"
"Fix it?"
"Yes!"
"No, you may be the all seeing eye-"
"I'm a stag"
"Whatever"
"Your guess wasn't even close"
"Shut up, you think everyone needs to hear your opinion, and guess what you not that wise at all"
"Oh really?"
"Alright, just don't be pissed at me when you start itching from being in that anthill you're standing in"
"What?" Luke looked down and sure enough, the ants were starting to wrap around Luke's ankles.
"Bye boo" Calum left, "Be sure to add that to your list of unwise things"
The remaining faeries laughing their asses off fell out of trees and flowers. "Really guys?" He groaned.
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Ashton slept peacefully at nights. Or so he thought.
He woke up with his feet dirty, his floor tracked with mud and a dream catcher newly woven above him. He ripped the dream catcher down, cleaned his bed, mopped his floor and got ready for school. He was born in Fairfold, and it created a bond, that made him want to stay, but his sister Lauren and Harry thought it was weird. The shops selling things to ward off spirits, offerings left at every full moon for the Stag and the students and people living in Fairfold, Ashton saw as odd but cool. He missed Fairfold and was happy to be back, other than not knowing what happens at night. At first their parents took a vote, who wanted to stay here or live with Aunt Helen.
He bribed Harry with chocolate and Lauren could shop with his thousand dollars of life savings.
"Hey, are you car-pooling?"
"I'll answer that question for 5 dollars"
"What? No"
She remained silent, eating her cereal.
Ashton groaned then pulled out 5 dollars and put next to her bowl.
"A dollar extra for delayed payment and another dollar tax"
"What?"
"Two more, dork"
He rolled his eyes once more, "I'm going to be broke soon"
He placed an extra two dollars next to five.
"Yes I'm carpooling with Samantha and Calum"
"Ca-"
"No, you may not join"
"Wh-"
"Because Samantha thinks you have like an obsession, because you stalk her at school, when really you just have the same classes as her or your classes are near hers"
"Hav-"
"Yes I tried to tell them you were gay"
"The-"
"I needed to pay for gas money with your money"
"What about Harry?"
"Mum's driving him and his school starts later"
"Do I have to walk, in the dark?"
"Yeah, get over it"
A car honked it's horn, signaling her ride was here, "I got a go, bye" She gave him a quick side hug, then gathered her stuff and left.
Ashton sighed, writing a quick note saying he loves them, and gathered his belongings and left.
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At school students gossiped about random things but the talk was that someone shot the Stag. Everyone knew the story about The Stag, The Arrow, and The Dreamer. The Stag and The Arrow were protectors of a town, and every solstice, the Stag would recreate a barrier that protected the town, while the hunter would kill off demonic creatures. A big army of demons would come during the Summer solstices. They would come to steal the Dreamer, a maiden who could tell the future by catching precognitive dreams in a dream catcher. If the demons got her, she would be used as a weapon against the town. When they find the Dreamer, they fight over the girl and soon after not being able to choose, the Arrow and Stag fight, but the girl kills herself so they would stop, and they lived in grief until a new Stag and Arrow were incarnated, the story repeating itself. Ashton knew about the Stag the most, it was something he was told about a lot when he was younger.
The main point was, there was a white stag with silver antlers in the woods. No one really knew the identity of the Stag and the only ones who knew never told. But white stags always stand out, in human and in Stag. And everyone already had their guess on someone. About 40% of the school thought it was Luke Hemmings, and about 30% knew it was Luke Hemmings. Another 30% thought it was someone else. Ashton thought it was him, but he was unsure. Luke was the golden boy of the school, he was on the teacher's good sides, and what made the suspicion even higher is that he lived deep in the woods, and nearly every day some faery would follow him into the school with a problem, and he would fix it in an instant.
His ears were pointed, his eyes were a mysterious blue and his hair was lilac. Then again it wasn't uncommon for Fae and humans to have a child, some of the student body had fae blood in them, but they didn't have the distinct features like Luke. Ashton liked the half-fae boy, though, it wasn't a crush, and if it was it was more laid back, he didn't gush about it, he just felt nervous the few times Luke would talk to him, he didn't dream out their future together, he really didn't know however due to him not having any memory of his nights after sleeping.
No one ever knew who The Arrow was, no one ever thought about it, Ashton just thought they didn't care, but he did. He was in love with the tales and the stories of The Arrow. No one cared about them or their true importance, it was just the Stag this and the Stag that. Ashton sighed as he opened his locker, he noticed a dream catcher hung from the locker's ceiling. He yanked it down and shoved it in his backpack to be dealt with another day.
"Yeah, they shot the Stag, and whoever did also made out with them too" Calum explained, telling his own story.
"So that means it's whoever the Stag's dating is the Dreamer right? That means they found the Dreamer, and they choose the Stag. Because it's obviously going to be Stag and Dreamer" Samantha said casually, grabbing her books, along with a bag of white powder.
"No, it's Dreamer and Arrow. It obvie Dreamer and Arrow, the Arrow symbols are the feather and the arrow, on a dream catcher, there are feathers."
"Who the fuck cares about the Arrow?" Samantha asked, closing her locker as she flipped her blue and black hair in Calum's face and proceeded to walk down the hall.
"I do"
"Whatever, who's Luke dating right now?"
"No one"
"Any flirtation?"
"No"
"Argh, watch him like a hawk, if I can find out who the Dreamer is, and solve the case, I will be honored in out Annual Parade" She pressed her finger on his chest.
"What about me?"
"You suck"
"Why do I have to go after Luke?"
"Your his ex"
"So?"
"So that's the only reason why I'm friends with you, other than your hot"
"Thanks, what does me, being his ex, have to do with this?"
"When you were his ex, everyone thought you were the Dreamer"
"Nah, I'm more of The Arrow kind of guy"
"Who cares, whoever Luke dates is the prime suspect."
"Why am I still in this?"
"You have all the same classes with him, you sit like, right behind him"
"But I don't want to do shit with him"
"You will"
"Why?"
"Cause I'll spread some nasty rumor about you, like your gay"
"I am, I told you that when you tried to kiss me"
"Then I'll tell everyone about it"
"Boo, you think someone this hot would be straight? Like it's always the hot ones that are gay"
"Dammit! I'll say you have herpes!"
"Okay, when people believe that, let me know, I got to get to class, good luck detective" Calum walked away, but was pulled into an empty bathroom.
"What the hell!" He yelped as he was pushed to the floor.
"No, what the fuck! Why are you helping that conceited bitch or are you just forget what 'draw her away means?"Luke whispered-yelled
"I'm no-"
"She'll figure out you're the damn Arrow! And then she'll probably milk you for fame or some shit like that. She might even use you to find out about me!"
"List-"
"No, you fucking listen" Calum rolled his eyes, positioned himself in a comfortable place ready to hear Luke's long-ass lecture, but instead the blonde picked him up by the collar of his shirt, slamming him against the wall.
"If you let that girl find out whoever anyone is, it may not seem like a big deal to you, but she will lead to everyone you know and love." Luke's grip on his shirt was starting to tear the shirt. "I know" Luke let go of him, letting him drop an inch to the ground.
He shoved Luke back, "You think I would let someone find out about us, when it could lead t the very death of my sister? Fuck off Luke, I'm trying to lead her away from us and whoever the Dreamer is, just relax and get off my back. Just because your the damn Stag doesn't mean your alwa-"
"Always right? Yeah, I know, your constant reminding helps me remember"
"It's not my fault you're so damn head strong"
"I just have a lot of weight on my shoulders, the moon is coming and if we don't find this Dreamer, shit will happen" Luke sighed, splashing water on his face.
"If I don't find an offering by the moon, Mali's just gonna get worse"
"Could I do anything?"
"I don't know, she keeps getting worse and worse"
"Is she eating anything?" "She barely eats, and if she does, it's just herbal remedies my mum used to make"
Calum took off his shirt, putting his flannel on, covering his arms up much to Luke's dismay. "Do you have a needle?" Calum asked, "You ripped my shirt...again"
"Sorry, I don't have one" Calum glared at the blonde, "You just like seeing me with my abs out don't ya?"
"Maybe, I used to lick your come off of them"
"Try not to get hard now Hemmings, I intend to get to class" He pulled out a needle he used to weave feathers in his arrows with.
"Do we have to go to class?" Luke whined
"I thought the golden boy always had a perfect attendance record"
"I can write a doctor's note, you could say I got sick, right?" He looked at Calum with doe eyes.
"Stop that, you're not supposed to do that in school" "You're not supposed to wear your necklace to school either, not your brass one anyways," Luke said, pointing at the chain showing on the boy's tanned chest
"I don't tell on your doe eyes, you don't tell on my necklace"
"Deal" "Plus, you let me use your shirt thread for mine"
"Fine" Luke sat next to the raven-haired boy, letting him shred off the loose strings.
"Where are we gonna go, everyone knows us"
"The one place where we can be alone"
"But the faeries" "Do you wanna come or not?"
"Fine, but can we like make a scene?"
"You're just as bad as her"
"Am not! Can we? Can we? Can we? Can we?"
"Fine" Luke transformed, shaking off his tethers of remaining clothes, Calum shed off his flannel, leaving the ripped shirt and grabbing both their backpacks. Luke stood gleaming, trying not to damage anything with his abnormally large antlers. Calum opened his mouth, but a light white ripped his vision.
"What the?" Blinded, something, somebody was thrown at him.