Spring Exclusive

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No. Nonononono. No. No. No it hadn't happened. NO. No it hadn't happened.

Kassidy sat still, as if she were in a trance. The hand holding Grench's slackened and slipped out. It had been to fast...there had been a flash and then...he was on the ground...looking at her...Ohgod. Ohgods no... Kassidy couldn't even believe what she was seeing, because it seemed impossible. Dax. Bleeding. Her hand slid slowly from her mouth, and then her mind snapped back into action.

"N-no...no!" she felt herself say, but she wasn't paying attention anymore. She was running, pushing past people who were trying to keep her away, "G-get away-- no! NO! DAX!" her voice was wretched when she screamed.

The distance to him seemed to take eons, but it had only been ten steps...five because she'd been running so fast. "D-dax?" she asked timmidly when she slid to a halt next to him and bent down. "Dax?" She asked again, sounding like a child. But so old, at the same time. Defeated, finally. Her hands went to his face, "N-no-- No you won't d-die-- Dax-- Dax I-- no, please, please, please Gods--" she couldn't continue.

She shattered into ten thousand pieces and started to cry, her hands going to her face, where her tears mingled with his blood. But then they weren't on her face, they were on his, trying to keep him with her. "P-please don't-- don't leave me please please please...D-don't go, I love you. I love you. Please!" she whimpered, putting her head on his good shoulder and stroking his hair, running her fingers through it. "No, no-- Stay, please--" Her voice died in her throat as another dry sob wracked her body.

She burried her face in his good shoulder, trying to breath his scent through the blood, "Please..." she whispered with a slow shudder, tears leaking down her face in quiet unstable grief. Her shoulders shook painfully with supressed sobs as her royal training came back. Do not cry in public. "Please..." Don't leave me alone...

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<sub>Dax watched as Kassidy saw him, their eyes meeting. He felt a shock of peace and he smiled. There were tears in her eyes and he was confused a moment. Why was she crying? She was always the one hurting him. He couldn't be hurting her, that just wasn't how it went. She ran to him, tears in her eyes. She was talking to him but he couldn't hear her. What was she saying? Why was the world so quiet? He watched her stroke his face and he smiled at her, hand going up to touch her. No, he couldn't touch her. He didn't wnat to get his blood on her. That would ruin everything? What would it ruin? he couldn't remember, but he was pretty sure it would ruin it. he kept his hand to his wound, the other hanging limply as she watched her bury her face into his good shoulder. He heard something, something that slipped through the silence. I love you. I love you. Please! It was the faintest whisper but he was sure he was hearing her again. he knew what she was saying. She didn't wnat him to go. He heard himself whispering back to her.

Kassidy, you know I'd never leave you...I'm going to save you babe. I am...somehow...

He wasn't really focusing on anything, the world was so strange looking to him now. He was getting his hearing back. The adrenaline leaking away with his blood. He could hear the silence, Kassidy crying against him. What?</sub>

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"D-Dax..." she murmured into his sleeve, felt him stirr against her just a little, as if he was going to fall backwards. Her arms went around him then, to hold him up, refusing to let him fall. "No." she said, and kissed the crest of his neck. "No." She was kissing him now between each now, her lips traveling up to his face and kissing his eyelids and his hose and his lips and chin. "Stay. Stay with me. Don't go. Stay." she murmured, pressing her lips to his allthough he barely responded to her touch. "Please. I love you. I love you so much. Please, Dax..."

She felt like her chest was constricting and cutting her breathing off. "I'll fix it, okay? Okay? You have to s-stay with me, okay? Okay baby? Dax?" she asked, "Dax it's gonna-- it's gonna-- we're gonna be fine-- We'll-- we're gonna--" she couldn't continue, her words got scrambled and she put her head in her hands, shaking with renewed sobbs. This was not fair. This was not fair at all.

["Parker!"]

Score baby! The king fluently passed the stricken pixie boy. He knew he had been cut from the scream of his wife. Ah...victory was so sweet. Victor flipped his hair out of his face, looking to the croud of gasping faries and giving a slight bow. He grinned evily back to where Kassidy was sitting before...but she wasn't there. He looked back at the fallen pixie as he was just barely breathing. Kassidy! She was knelt by the pixie sobbing and crying. Agh! How weak! He frowned quickly putting his sword in his case and marching over to Kassidy hissing.

"You dishonorable little twit!"

He spat at her grabbing her arm, jerking her up on her feet. He tightly grabbed her shoulders, making her look up at his face.

"You have NO right to cry for this pathetic being! How dare you! You pathetic wench on your knee's at the death of this foolish pixie! How dare you disrespect me and your faries!"

He roared with fury at her, the croud grew scilent, not used to seeing the king in such a rage in public. But Victor had a right to be mad as his wife was crying at the defeat of her 'love'...this foolish pixie.

[omg stabity stab!!!! NOW!]

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_{Dax watched Kassidy, the softest look on his face as he smiled. Yaaaay, he could hear again. He felt kinda woozy, like he was drunk, but he was getting weaker. His eyes caressed her and his fingers tried to drop the sword so he could hold her. He wanted to make her stop crying. He was so sorry for making her cry. His smile was soft, warm, telling her it would be alright. But then she wasn't there. She was getting yanked away, dragged from him. It set him off balance and he wobbled, falling on his hands as well as the knees he was already on. He looked up with what seemed like the last of his strength, seeing the King digging his fingers into Kassidy. She was crying. It wasn't Dax making her cry. It was him. He was making his fairy cry! Dax felt a growing anger in him. No, he had to finish this! He growled, finding new strength, something he pulled up from the depths of him, every ounce of adrenaline he had left surging through him as she pushed himself up. He got to his feet and so fast and crazed for a moment even he didn't know what he'd done. He was standing just about a foot from the King and it took him a moment to understand as fiery pain surged into him. He hadn't realized letting out a roar as he'd pulled Victor's sword from his shoulder and pushed Kassidy out of the way, stabbing the King's own sword deep into the man's chest. Dax looked at Victor with confused eyes, the side of him soaked in his own blood, his face slightly pale. Dax stepped back, releasing the sword and hearing a clatter to look down at his own sword that his numb fingers had finally dropped. What was going on?}

((XD okay now Victor goes down all 'ahhhh I'm melting' n stuff and Kassidy is thrilled and everyone crowds Dax and cheers for him and then Dax is like "I want THAT puppy momma!!!" AND PASSES OUT FROM BLOOD LOSE ^_^))

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Kassidy screamed when she felt herself getting yanked away from Dax to face the King, who started to yell at him, "No! No you killed him you killed him you b.astard!" she moaned, barely having enough strength to keep herself up. Victor was practically carrying her as she sagged. She sobbed, and shook in his icy hands, trying to keep herself from going mad... She felt something behind her. Felt the king freeze in shock, she had only half turned when she was pushed violently aside by a wraith.

No...not a wraith. It was-- it was Dax! Looking like hell but alive. He swayed a little and then moved so fast Kassidy felt like time had sped up. She could only recall fragments of this, when asked later. Victor's shocked face, the blood leaking from the wound, Dax looking like he was about to faint. The Queen stood still for half a second, but she had screamed a hysterical sounding "YOU'RE ALIVE!!! YOU'RE ALIVE!!!" before grabbing his head roughly and pulling it down to her lips, where she was pressed so hard to him she could barely breath.

There was blood everywhere. On her clothes, and hair and hands as she kissed his face again and again. It seemed she had momentarily forgotten about the gaping wound in his side. She didn't hear the noise and confusion that erupted behind her, either. She didn't even bother to keep the illusion up, but even with all her bruises and how skinny she was, and how her hair lacked luster...even with all the blood all over her, she seemed so happy and alive that she was beautiful.

Oh yes, the noise...for there was noise behind her. Half of the fairy's screamed in outrage, half of them cheered. No...that's wrong. Most of them cheered. The few that screamed angrily were soon pushed to the back. Grench had rushed away from the throne to take something out of her pocket. And Kassidy was oblivious to all of this. What was important was that he was allright. And he was there. And he had killed the king. And he loved her. "I love you, I love you, I love you..." she felt like there weren't enough times that she could say it to express how much she loved him.

["Parker!"]

The king had let his fury take over his guard. That was his one weakness. An ego the size of jupiter and his anger. Mixed together in battle was fatal. The king growled about to slap the woman but everything went slow. The clock slowed, and Victor had no time to react. Kassidy was ripped from his arms. Had he dropped her? No... He felt a bristleing feeling in his chest. He looked to see the pixie standing. His eyes went wide, his hands riseing to touch the cool blood start to seep from him. He stood there, paralyzed his hair and blood splattered on his face. He couldn't even utter a word. The king fell on his knees, the croud gasping. How could this be? The king coughed blood, his hands clutching his chest before his dull eyes closed his cold body slamming to the ground, dead. Long live the king.


[MWUAHAHA DEAD!!!! YAYAYAY!!!]

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<sub>Dax was turned, too weak to fight or see the king fall and splutter blood before his flame died away and he was nothing but a corpse. His mouth was being assaulted, but again he was too weak to fight it and he didn't particularly want to. His strength was waning and he felt himself stumble. His eyes focused lazily on the one kissing him. Kassidy? She looked horrible, she was covered in blood. Was she hurt?!?!? Had someone hurt her?!?!? Black spots started playing with his eyes, swooping in funny circles at the edges of his vision. Loki was next to him he realized, holding his arm. Dax didn't really know what was going on, but Kassidy was saying she loved him. She loved him and loved him and loved him. He smiled, mumbling something along the lines of 'I luv oo do..." and he finally fell to his own knees, slumping over as oblivion took over and all he saw was black. Before everything was gone, the cheering of the croud, Kassidy's vice, the people rushing to help him he heard Loki's voice.

"S.hit..."

Loki wasn't strong enough to hold Dax up and he was pulled down with his friend who was seriously hurt. He was bleeding everywhere now. How could one person hold SO MUCH blood?!?!? When Dax had pulled the damn sword out of himself the gaping wound just started pumping. Loki looked around.

" We need a healer! He's going to f.ucking bleed to death if someone doesn't DO SOMETHING!!!"

His black eyes turned to Kassidy, seeing the moment reach her eyes and she realized Dax needed immense healing to fix him. Loki smiled at her, holding out his hand.

"So, you're Dax's chick huh? I'm Loki, his best friend..."

Yeah, Loki seemed to be able to keep his cool in any situation.</sub>

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Kassidy froze as Dax slumped down to the ground, "Oh no..." she said tiredly, thinking it had been over. Guess not... Another pixie (familiar, somehow) introduced himself, "Oh...yes...hi..." she muttered, bending over and holding her hands over the wound. She searched for a moment inside her for her magic but didn't find anything. She'd been using it too long to mask the bruises on herself and it'd been all used up.

Only her own life force...slowly an idea formed itself in her head as she explored her life flightily...well...there was a chance she'd die in the process but it was worth of shot, wasn't it? She closed her eyes, about to reach in and tap into her life force when she felt a hand close around her shoulder.

Grench shook her head, frowning slightly, "No, don't do that. I've got it here." She pulled out the jar she'd been holding and uncapped it, dumping out a grey flower that seemed more fragile than ash. "Got what--" Kassidy began, and then blinked in amazement when she saw the flower begin to glow and turn a beautiful pink colour as it unfurled. "Oh."

It was the truelove flower. Kassidy touched it with the tip of her finger and felt magic surge back into her, more powerful than she'd ever felt before. "That's better." she murmured, putting her hands on Dax's wound and letting her magic flow from him back to her and back to him.

At first the flow of blood only slowed slightly, but it seemed to pick up speed and the wound closed very quickly. Kassidy tried to pull away but she felt her hands drawn to his skin like a gravitational force. Her own breezes disappeared and her hair regained it's shine.

Not until both of them were healed completely could Kassidy pull away from him. She blinked, "Oh..." she said again, feeling rather surprised and light. Lighter than she'd felt in twelve years. It was an odd sensation.

Grench was grinning hugely as the crowd erupted into cheers and she glanced over at Loki, "They're quite stupid, but they're a cute stupid." she said in a low voice, her green eyes twinkling. "We're going to have to help them get back on their feet before they can go on on their own." she continued, as if she knew him very well, allthough she didn't even know his name. But he stood next to the King adn Queen the same way that she was standing, protective and quite proud. "...I'm Grench." she added, glancing down at the Queen and the Pixie.

The Queen was oblivious to anything else. She was sitting there in a blank position, staring at Dax and blinking. She was exhausted after so much emotion in such a short time... Was he allright? His eyes were still closed and he still had blood all over him (which reminded her of the blood all over her hands), but he was breathing better... Right? He was fine...right? "D-dax?" she asked hesitantly, in a small voice.

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<sub>Dax felt himself floating. He was weak and floating but a thought came to him. He was fairly sure he was dead, but he felt a warmth in him. He'd done it. He had killed Victor, Kassidy was free now, she could live a happy life with no one to hold her down and hurt her. He smiled, his lips twitching slightly on his body. He felt something hot and warm pressed at his shoulder and he fought to open his eyes, lashes fluttering but he couldn't seem to get them open. He was dead, he should be able to open his eyes right? Was he in heaven or in hell? Well obviously hell if he couldn't even open his damn eyes. He heard faint whispers around him and even though he strained to listen they eluded him. The pressure in his shoulder lessend. He hadn't realized there had been pressure there, but it was going away now and he was feeling better and better. His light body began feeling warm and hard, his hand clenching to feel the use of his muscles. He thought he could feel soreness in him now, but it was going away like the pressure had. The whispers got louder and through them he was sure he could hear Kassidy's voice. The floating vanished smoothly. He was laying on cold hard ground. Power was flowing into him and he felt soon he would be able to open his eyes, but for the time being he was content to just lay, feeling a delicate hand on him and rest in obliviousness. His lashes fluttered again, chest going up and down evenly as he breathed.

Loki looked up, standing and adjusting his black orbs to look slightly down at this fairy chick. The one he'd been watching when Dax had first started the duel between him and the king. Dax seemed to be breathing, God, what a drama King. He realized that soon enough his friend might actually be the new king. Wow, crazy. He looked back to Grench. Hmmm, odd name, but who didn't have an odd name these days? He raised an eyebrow at her, smiling seductively.

"Loki, Nice to meet you Grench. Oh, and this lump of royal potatoes in Dax..."

He nudged Dax with his foot lightly, smiling at his friend. Dax didn't make much of a response, eyelashed twitching lightly. Oh he was no fun. He turned his attention back to Grench, slipping and arm around her waist and leading her off.

"Why dont we leave these idiotic love doves alone. They can get up when they're good and ready. Dax has always been the cutely stupid type n all. Me on the other hand, I know what I like. So Grench, you got a boyfriend?"

((XD))

Dax felt something nudge him and he wondered who would be disrupting his nice sleepyness. It was probably Loki and right away he knew he was right. It was Loki, whether he could see his friend or not he knew. He heard something faint now, rising about the whispering around him. Dax? It stuttered his name and he was pulled so fast to the surface of the dark waters holding him down that for a moment he forgot how to breath. Or maybe that was the effect the voice had on him. Kassidy? He wondered if he said it outloud or just thought it. No, his lips hadn't moved. He struggled, fighting to open his eyes now.He saw pink light, wondering what it was and realizing that it was the light coming through his eyelids.

"Kassidy?"

His lips mumbled now, eyes opening slowly and focusing on her. She was vibrant, so beautiful in every way. He smiled, relaxing further, moving a little so his head was in her lap, looking up at her lovingly. He took a deep tired breath, feeling strength coming back to him but wondering why.

"What'd I miss, Love?"</sub>

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Grench grinned at Loki, "No. Everybody in my village is too afraid of me." She said, as her hips swayed into his arms. They pulled away from the new King and the Queen. And Grench glanced at them as they left. "I don't think any of them could really handle me...the question is, can you?" She said, maching his seductive smile with perfect ease as her green eyes twinkled in an amused fashion. I don't know who you are, pixie, but you're hella smooth.

Kassidy watched Dax for a moment and wiggled closer. He seemed to be trying to form a word and a mumbled 'kussidee' managed to fall out of it. Kassidy jumped as he opened his eyes and put his head into her lap. "You nearly got killed." kassidy said in an accusatory voice, but there was no anger behind it, only powerful love. "And you're an idiot." she said in a pouty voice, staring down at him and folding her arms, trying to be mad.

But negative emotions didn't seem possible right now. She was too happy. Her mouth broke out into a small smile, feeling her stomach flutter giddily. "I didn't think I'd ever be married to a murderer...but I am and I guess I don't care. I guess I'm actually glad he's a murderer." she said in a soft voice. Her hands went to his face and traced the curves of his chin and lips gently. She moved one hand away from his face and picked up the truelove flower carefully. Kassidy put it behind her ear, where it made her face glow happily.

She bent down and gave him a backwards kiss, before gently removing his head from her lap. "Come on, Dax. Your new subjects want to meet you." Kassidy got up and grinned at the crowd. They cheered in reply, waiting eagerly for her to come forward. But she waited for Dax to get up, staring down at him with a curiousely happy grin that seemed uncharacteristic of her to her people.

((Haha. It'd be funny if Dax ddn't know he was married to her and he was like '...wait what?'))

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((XD OMG I wanna write somthing good, but I dunno what to write... >_< I suck... I shall think and think and think and I will come up with something magnificent to do Dax justice *nod nod* so I'll have to post something later >_< sorry))

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<sub>Dax looked up into her eyes, back and forth between each beautiful honey colored orb. She was gorgeous. More beautiful than he had ever imagined. More beautiful than the illusion she put over herself. He couldn't picture her or anything any more beautiful than she was right now. She smiled down at him. He was aware of a light breeze that lifted her scent and twirled it around him like incense. She was intoxicating. He could feel his strength again but instead of trying to move he snuggled closer into her lap, looking up at her face as she started talking to him. He felt like he just woke up from a long sleep. He felt refreshed and dreamy. Maybe it was because he had almost died. Oh yeeeeah, he had almost died huh? Crazy... What a day. His attention was pulled back to how gorgeous she was. Her eyes sparkled and even though she was trying to pout about him being an idiot she was heavenly. He smiled up at her, finally feeling his muscles move as he pushed himself up. He sat next her her, hand reaching out to hold her face in his hands. She wasn't just a dream anymore. She was his. They could be happy. They could have everything. Kids! Everything was fine. nothing would ever go wrong ever again! He wouldn't let anything go wrong. Dear God she was beautiful. He felt a desire burn to life deep down in his stomach and he drew her face to his, kissing her lips softly, as if afraid she would shatter and he would wake up again. If this was a dream please. Let him never wake up ever again. His lips moved over hers. She was so soft. He hungered for more and he drew her closer, feeling power flood him. Her power. Their power. They were together and he would never let her get away ever again. Never ever.

He felt like he needed her more than air. If he didn't have her he would die. He would cease to life. He would suffocate without her. He wanted her more than anything. He murmured as he kissed her, arms enfolding around her protectively. Not only protectively, but possesively. Nothing would ever come between them or he would kill that too.

Loki looked over his shoulder before him and the fairy got out of sight too much. They were kissing, Dax looking like if anyone interrupted them he would tear their limbs off and then continue. Heh. He looked down to the fairy next to him. Could he handle her? He smirked.

"Well, I've ridden a bull before and I didn't do too well. Tossed me off, nearly trampled me to death. So I went back when I wasn't nearly comatose and he did the same thing. Funny thing though... I stayed on for a whole three seconds that time. Well, it was lather rinse repeat for a while but eventually he just didn't hate me anymore and I rode him around like a horse. I was the only one who could do it though. He knows my scent. I named him Fluffy."

His mind started reminiscing about Fluffy. It was about time he went back to see him. It was a pretty bull and the thing loved him like a puppy. Loki was persistent. It was what he was known for. And if not persistent then he was equally charming. Those were his two leading traits. The girls and women seemed to love them both. They also loved him a lot too. He smiled, looking back at Grench. He wondered if she was thinking him over or if she was thinking of ways to torture him. Knowing women, it was probably the latter.</sub>

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((BUmp))

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Kassidy felt his lips envelope hers softly. She couldn't keep her eyes open and her arms were shaking like branches in the wind. She felt like tiny acidic bubbles were rising in her stomach, making her feelt hot all over and making her want to choke. In the brief pauses between their furious kissing Kassidy sucked in huge gulps of air, wishing she could live without it. The faces of the crowd seemed to dissolve as she unknowingly pulled them both to her bedroom, and their bodies flickered like flames between her room and the crowd. Then they were gone, alone in her-- no, their-- alone in their room. Everything she felt seemed intensified.

His fingers left trails of heat and an odd tickling sensation that left her breathless. The heat from their mouths made her face turn a fiery pink, and his arms around her, pulling her closer, made her chest expand in an almost painful way. But it was glorious. Her sense of smell suddenly seemed heightened, and if she had tried she might have picked up the smell of the wood beneath them, but her mind was delirious with his scent, only. For awhile it seemed that she might have been swept away in the wave-- no, the tsunami of his passionate kisses, but soon she got ahold of herself.

Instead of responding to his advances, instead of letting herself be molded by his hands she began to kiss him back. Just as fiercely as he kissed her, she pushed her head against his to match his strength, she slipped her hands around his waist to match his protectiveness. The same need, the same love, and desire had exploded in her, fighting its way out after being supressed for so long. After having had endured torment, her soul was free to join his. Her hands dug into his back as she pressed herself to him, barely riding the wave of her emotions, but riding it after all.
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The King and Queen flickered in the crowd. They flickered. Grench blinked, rubbed her eyes for a moment, and then they were simply gone. She was only half listening to Loki now because her smile was so wide. "This is why the fae call it the spring festival." she told the pixie-with-black-hair over the roar of approval from the crowd. The party had barely started and fairy wine and food was floating above, falling on the fae as they screamed nad laughed and romped around merrily.

"I'm afraid I'm no bull, pixie my love, but you could probably still ride me like one." She grinned and tugged at his hair. "Not now though. I'll wait until the dye washes out. Chemicals make my skin itch." she teased, flipping her own black hair with a crazy half drunk with happyness grin. She put her mouth very close to his, her green eyes glittering, "The question is, pixie, not whether you can or can't ride the bull. I'm sure you can. The question is why you would want to. For now, though, I am too happy to let you ponder upon it and escape my grasp. Let's do as the King and Queen do, and dance our own special dance."

The village resembled a wild sort of rave, now, with colours flying everywhere, and naked fae swarming the place as the news of what had happened leaked out. Music of different kinds blared to make a discordant cacophony of pure angry joy. The pixie and the fairy were soon pressed together by the various bodies around them, and Grench had to admit to herself that she didn't mind their bodies so close one bit.