Raw power flooded the air like a tidal wave of blistering wind and force. Unable to help it you opened your eyes to see just what was going to be your final end. Queen Rhiannon was holding her pale hand out, gathering energy from the air and building it up into a burning golden ball of death. It's sheer velocity made a deafening sound of rushing air similar to that of being caught in a tornado or typhoon. The spinning golden ball she held in her hands felt like a nuclear bomb that she was preparing to unleash on you as soon as it had charged up enough. Instinctively you knew without a doubt that once that thing hit you, you would be obliterated into nothing but tiny invisible matter particles. You'd never seen anything so powerful nor anyone so disastrously lovely. The Queen's floor length golden hair was whipping behind her and her molten gold eyes looked as if they were about to spark heat as her radiant face concentrated hard on controlling and maintaining the energy in her hands. Her sharp eyes locked on yours and you had a split millisecond to realize this was it before she threw that horrifying bomb of destruction straight towards your chest.
Time seemed to almost come to a halt at that moment as the fear and adrenaline allowed your brain to focus in on what was happening in a second by second breakdown. One second the terrifying supernova blast was heading straight towards you, however in the next second the air in front of you seemed to rip itself apart as a black hole tore through the very fabric of space to swallow Rhiannon's roaring blaze of energy. The dark void acted like a vacuum that sucked up all of the burning mass of power that had been headed straight for you. In the next second it was all over as the last bits of light were absorbed into the gravitational blackness before you. It all ended with a resounding burst that sent you tumbling head over feet into the air. Your body was tossed like a rag doll until it landed with a hard crash up against what felt to be like an electric wall. Blood rushed to your head as your eyes began to see stars from the dizziness of the sudden whiplash. Your body went limp as the feeling like you were going to be sick took over. A strong arm wrapped around your waist from behind and pulled you to your feet like a puppet on a string. The ensuing current of electricity streaming through your skin let you know who it was that held you without your having to turn your head and look. The thing you hit that had felt like a wall was actually Kwoth's body and it was only his strength in the one arm wrapped around your stomach that was keeping you standing. Your body suddenly broke out into a cold sweat as you tried desperately to fight back the waves of nausea overcoming you. "Stop breathing through your mouth and breathe through your nose slowly," Kwoth's deep voice rumbled above the back of your head. Feeling too miserable to question it you did as he instructed. Forcing yourself to focus solely on your breathing seemed to help chase back some of the dizziness and nausea at least.
Once you had calmed down a bit you lifted your head up to find that Rhiannon too had been knocked to the floor by the force of the black hole closing up. The courtroom lay in ruin before your eyes. The white thrones of the Court members had blown completely off of the icicle like mini-wall that had held them a few feet up off the ground. Only The Queen's golden thrown remained, barely hanging by the bottom leg's hinges. The rest of the throne was half suspended in the air, ready to tip over the back at any moment. Since the Queen was standing at the moment of impact she had luckily fallen forward and had landed on her knees onto the hard marble floor below. Her crown had been blown completely off of her fair head and her long wavy golden locks were pooled all around her body, spilling in strands all over the floor around her. She looked messy and harried but other than that she seemed to be fine.
A quick glance around the too bright domed room showed that the other Court members hadn't fared as well. Jian Di was a crumpled ball on the floor. Her small dainty form was curled up in a fetal position. All around her were broken shards of the crystal paneling that once decorated the tree wall. Zhu Rong's body was protectively draped over hers. A large shard of opaque glass was embedded in the back of his shoulder blade. Your heart clenched as you feared the worst, but it loosened as soon as you saw his ink black ponytail flop over as he turned his head towards his wife's face. A whispered conversation seemed to pass between them as they nodded at each other. You assumed that meant they were both okay for the moment.
Maibe,Gahiji, Helios, Selene, Oya, and Deng were a tangled mess in the back of the room. They all must have been caught off guard by the blast and slammed into the left side of the back wall. The sounds of their squabbling filled the otherwise silent room as they all fought to release themselves from the muddled chaos of each other's limbs, hair, and clothes. Their plaintive protests and hollers of outrage towards one another seemed to indicate that none of them were too injured. They reminded you of children as they pulled and pushed each other while screaming at the other's to "get off" or "stop it". Deng had managed to free himself first and you watched as he dug around the pile of entwined bodies until he finally found Oya. He shoved the others unceremoniously off of her before he graciously helped her to her feet much to the complaints of the remaining Court members on the floor. It would have been comical if you hadn't still felt like you were going to pass out or throw up.
Inanna and Enki were off to your right. They were both laying limply on their sides strewn across the floor. Their long flowing robes were wrapped around their bodies like vampire capes. It appeared they must have been thrown to the floor by the initial shock wave and then the force had made them roll a couple of times before they finally stopped. They were at least visibly breathing so that was a good sign but other than that they didn't move much. At least their eyes were open and looking around. Your eyes searched the room looking for Arella and Dughall. They weren't anywhere on the floor and your gut twisted even more with concern for the Celtic pixies. They may have been the last nail in your coffin, but they had treated you fair enough and their final decision wasn't one based off of malice like some of the other's had been. You groggily looked upwards and spotted them way up in the air standing on a wooden beam. They were on the right side of you so you could just see them from an angle. You guessed they had flown into the air at the moment of the blast and from the looks of it Dughall had once again used his powers to manipulate the wood of the tree to create a ledge they both could stand on in a pinch . He had even managed to construct a wooden barrier in front of them to protect themselves from anything else that might fly their way. Dughall's ability to react in less than a second disturbed you even more this time than it had the last time. He was like a handsome pixie warlord always ready for battle at a moment's notice.
"What is the meaning of this?!" The Queen hissed in a high pitched voice that sounded like breaking china. The squabbling from the back of the room instantly stopped as all eyes turned towards the fallen queen. Her small gold eyes narrowed on you in fury. Her beautiful pale face with it's high cheek-bones and thin lips was twisted into something almost ugly as her expression made her look like a demented fallen angel. "ANSWER ME!" she screeched from across the room, the pitch of her voice so high it sounded like glass being scratched down another piece of glass. Your stomach churned as a part of you wished she had just killed you with that spinning death ball so you wouldn't have to face whatever she was going to do to you next. At least then it would have been a quick death. The half mad look in her eyes now ensured that wouldn't be the case the next time around. You were getting so sick of constantly thinking you were about to die that you couldn't even care anymore. "I SAID ANSWER ME!" she demanded again. "It's simple I just cast my vote as a member of The Courts." Kwoth replied with his usual amount of apathy.
"YOU'RE NOT A MEMBER OF THE COURTS!" Rhiannon squawked in indignation. Her shimmering gilded wings buzzed so fast back and forth that you could barely make out their elegant black tips. A whirring sound even started to emanate from them as dust sparked off of her like tiny dying stars. Kwoth's body tensed as he held you and you could feel the rumble from his low voice as he said, "You're mistaken woman. I'm the only member of The Faerie Courts. The rest of you are just replacements." You didn't think it was possible, but the Queen became even more incensed as her eyes locked with Kwoth's. He was currently using his chest like a wall to keep you upright so you were unable to see his expression, but you could feel the electricity that always hummed across his skin intensify. It began to sear your flesh a bit and you flinched instinctively. He seemed to notice your discomfort and after a controlled breath the potency of his electrical current dimmed down a bit, but it was still uncomfortably noticeable. Out of the corner of your eyes you could see neon green flecks of dust sparking off of him like fireworks.
"I AM YOUR QUEEN!" Rhiannon hissed from between barred teeth. Kwoth's voice was so hollow it sent a shiver down your spine as he answered back, "No. You are their Queen, but you've never been mine. You seem to have forgotten how you got that position moppet. You may be the strongest pixie of this generation, but I'm from the first generation. I was here when Pixie Hollow was nothing more than a colony in a small sapling. I helped plant and carve this land with my own hands before your parent's ever even dreamed of having you." You felt Kwoth's strong jaw move across the top of your head as he turned his attention to each and every one of the Court members. His voice became a menacing growl as he addressed the entire room, "You are all just as foolish as your parents were. Petty, vain, selfish and petulant creatures to the core. Rotten roots bare rotten fruits. You think you are my queen?" Here he paused and gave a mirthless laugh. "There is only one reason I've remained in Pixie Hollow among you nest of vipers and that is to make sure none of you ingrates try and play God like your ancestors did." Once again you felt Kwoth move his head back to the front. You guessed that he was locking eyes with Rhiannon because the next thing he said was geared directly towards her. "I'm going to send someone to escort this girl back to Pan's hide out. No harm is to ever come to her from any of our kind without my express consent. If anyone breaks this order I will personally declare war on every single pixie in all of Neverland and I will not stop until I've wiped them all from the face of this earth. I will burn all of Pixie Hollow to the ground and salt the ground so nothing will ever dare grow here again. Do not test me children, for my magic is a thousand times older and stronger than yours. I've tolerated you lot far long enough."
In one smooth motion Kwoth pulled you against the left side of his body as he reached out with his right arm. In the blink of an eye another black hole ripped apart the space between where you were and where Rhiannon was. Once again it began to suck in the air around it like a vortex. It was so powerful that despite her best efforts to fly away The Queen was slowly being pulled closer and closer towards it's gaping black mouth. The panic and fear were stark on her face as she turned her back and tried to claw the opposite way. Her nails made scratch marks in the marble from where she was being dragged across it by the suction of the hole. Just as it seemed as if she was about to be swallowed into that expanse-less dark void it closed in on itself and disappeared seamlessly into thin air. Thankfully this time there was no forceful blast upon it's closing. The Queen was in shambles on the floor, shaking like a leaf. She turned her head towards Kwoth and your direction and the look of sheer terror on her face haunted you. It was clear that this had just been a warning to her and to everyone else that he had the power to take them out whenever he felt like it.
"I see we have an understanding. I have business to attend to. Send for someone to escort this girl safely back to where she belongs. But first get some of the other healing faeries in here to mend her wounds. Just because she's become temporarily immune to Helios and Selene's dust doesn't mean she'll be immune to all the others', it just means it will take longer for theirs to kick in. Maibe, pick up that throne and bring it here," he ordered but at least his voice was back to being business as usual. Maibe begrudgingly picked up one of the thrones that had blown off the court and she dragged it across the room towards you and Kwoth. She sat it down in front of him and even though it looked like it killed her to do it she bowed before him. Maibe may have been proud but she sure wasn't stupid. She knew now there was a king among them and there always had been. With a flick of his wrist he dismissed her and she turned and went back without a word. You had expected Kwoth to sit in the throne as a final declaration to the others of the power shift, but he didn't. With his left arm still around your waist he pulled you towards the chair and forced you to sit down in it. Part of you was thankful to be off of your feet, but most of you was just in shock. First off Kwoth had saved your life. Secondly he was not a servant at all like you had thought but rather he seemed to be the oldest and strongest pixie in Neverland. Third he had the ability to tear the laws of physics into shreds by creating vortexes out of thin air. And lastly he was making them take you home to Tootles. So much had happened in such a very short time that you were having a hard time sorting through your emotions and processing them. Kwoth's exotic and striking masculine face looked down at you blankly. His simmering coal colored eyes held the same bored indifference that they always had. "Stay here, let them clean you up and fix you. Then go home and stay there. You've done enough for them already." You nodded complacently and he seemed satisfied. Then he turned on his heel and left without another word to anyone.
To be continued…
Authors Note: Seems Kwoth was even more fed up with the pixies than you were... So I told ya'll a while back he was one of my favorite characters and now you guys get to know why. Don't worry we will learn more about him and what they were talking about with the past and the ancestors later. But for now happy dance because we still alive and we goin home!!Ah Ah Ah Ah stayin alive, stayin alive. It's a shame we couldn't do anything for our boys back home, but at least we get to go back and see how things are going on the war front. Hopefully Tootles won't be too upset with us and everyone is okay. But it is Neverland so you never know. Anyways stay tuned for the next chapter to find out what will happen next. Much love to you all!