Snippet #1951910

“Let. Go. Of. Me.” Brenton sneered through clenched teeth. If there was one thing he hated more than being forced to go to that island, it was having guards grabbing him like some low-life citizen. Brent might not like the thought of having to become a king, but he was still a prince, and no one got to put hands on him like that. He glanced between the two guards, one on either side of him… or rather, one for each arm. Then he sighed and stopped struggling. “You know what? Whatever. I don’t give a shit anyway. I’ll walk through the damn portal.” He then exclaimed, noticing that the guards were looking at eachother. How tedious their amount of faith in him was, really. “Father,” he growled on a sigh, incredibly annoyed with the guards and glanced at his sister. Great… juuust great. Weeks, possibly years alone on a secluded island with only Aila to talk to… well, her and a bunch of other races who all hated eachother. Personally, Brent couldn’t care less about the war and would rather stay out of the shit his parents had helped continue, but instead… he had to ‘take pride in the responsibilities bestowed upon him.” Were they freaking out of their minds?

The king of the Phoenixes sighed, having grown quite weary with his rebellious son. “Let him go,” he said, nodding once at the guards who instantly removed their hands from Brent’s arms, though still staying uncomfortably close. Brent sent his father a ‘fuck you’ tight smile, realizing he really didn’t have a choice in this matter, and looked at his sister once more, lacing his tone with irritation, yet kept it light and indifferent as always. “How about it, sis? Care for a little trip?” Then, uncaring of the consequences of it, he stepped through the portal, blinking several times at the bright lights. At least this let him get away from his parents for a while. Father, so disappointed, and mother oh so resigned.

On about his tenth blink, Brent was suddenly on a beach, looking up at a huge mansion with big windows, high on a hill. Looked like it could house many more than twenty wee princes and princesses, and on that thought Brent looked around him, rolling his shoulders. His eyes caught side of a couple people, but he didn’t really care to figure out who they were or what their intentions were. He’d probably find out soon enough… besides, he didn’t really find it interesting. Serving the race and pleasing the parents… well, that was Aila thing, not Brent’s. Mostly because Brent had other things to do… like fly. The thought made him look up at the sky, wondering how far he could go. He suspected there’d be a barrier to keep them all in, but found himself curious as to how much solitude he’d be able to gain in the skies. On that note, he glanced at the ocean next to him, wondering if the distance there would be equal to the one above. That he wouldn’t test though… water wasn’t his favorite thing in the world… being a creature of fire and all.

“Hm,” he muttered, a little amused at the prospect as he began undressing. He didn’t really care whether anyone would see him – he was pretty confident about his body, as well as private areas, and he honestly had no interest in meeting the others, or seeing the house. To him, everything but the skies equaled confinement, and he really wasn’t a fan of that. At all. Birds were meant to be free, so freedom is what he’d strive for. Always.




Lissa stepped through the blinding light of the portal, hoping that Pan was right behind her. She had accepted this trip because she obviously had no choice, but mostly because Pan was with her, and she felt a lot more secure with him by her side… or back, as was the case right now. One step was all I took and she was on the most beautiful beach, the warmth of the bright sun seeping into her immediately. Her face lit up into a grin, several steps following the first, to bring her straight into the rays of the sun. She laughed joyfully, calling out, “c’mon, Panny! It’s beautiful out here!” Her fear had disappeared instantly, replaced by the relief of this not being a place of darkness. She had half expected things to accommodate the vampires primarily. They were a high-ranking specie and didn’t take all that well to sunlight, she knew. She wondered whether they would be turning up on the beach too… because that probably wouldn’t go down well at all.

The pretty little faerie took a spin, but only got halfway, as she stopped at the sight of people in the horizon. They were too far away for her to make them out properly, but it peaked her curiosity indeed. She wondered if maybe they were werewolves… genies… elves… phoenixes, maybe? She couldn’t tell, not even what they were doing, and that, more than anything, bothered her. Suppose she’d have to find out then; sneak around a little. The advantage of being able to turn very little was that even the most private conversations were accessible to you. She wanted to wait for Pan first, though, and maybe take a look around. Lissa liked to know her surrounding, but she didn’t go on this little adventure alone. Not at all. She needed Pan. She had never depended much on him, as everyone had always protected her, but now all she had was her twin, and she would probably be a little clingy at first.

Fortunately Pan was a lot nicer to her than a lot of other people, which was a relief… because though she loved her brother more than anything, Pan was incredibly sneaky… even for a fairy. Mischievous man that he was, no one wanted to get on his bad side. Lissa’s gaze drifted to a hill a seemingly on the middle of the island. On it, a magnificent, gorgeous mansion was situated. Okay, so she’d been reluctant at first, but now her curiosity was merely having a ball. She still wanted to get out of there, but she had to admit that was mostly due to the fact that her parents had dictated her going. Melissa wasn’t rebellious really, or even a little defiant… she just hated to be told what to do for some reason she wasn’t quite clear on, though she always obeyed the king and queen. She turned back to the portal again, hoping to find Pan there. She really did need him to do scouting with her… perhaps they’d spy on the others a little too. Okay… the probably would do both, in their true form of course… it proved useful when you didn’t want to get caught.