The Happening

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
Um, I don't really know what to say about this story. But if you think I should write another part, just let me know.

Submitted: August 12, 2009

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Seaci was no ordinary girl; she saw things. These things; things no one else could see. Right now she was dancing around on a dirty subway car with few people in it. There was no music, only the music playing in her head. There weren’t any of them down here on the subway, too much iron. That’s why she lived in what she called “Iron City”. When the subway stopped, she was the first to jump off and run up the stairs. Once outside, Seaci was cautious of the more natural settings. If they knew she could see them, then she would be in a mess. But for some reason she found herself walking to a grassy knoll. It seemed so peaceful and warm, like the safe haven she had been looking for. And that’s when it happened. She saw the most beautiful faerie and stared him down; and he knew it. He knew that she could see him by the look in her eyes. He grinned a disturbing grin and beckoned to her. She looked away, pretending she couldn’t see him. When she caught sight of him he beckoned again, this time she felt herself complying, walking slowly towards him. Seaci stood in front of him; her eyes wide like an animal’s. He moved close enough for her to touch him.

“Do you like what you see Hun?” He said with the same devious look on his face.

This isn’t safe. She told herself. I should panic, leave. But she didn’t, instead she stood there motionless. The faerie in front of her grew more amused. His eyebrows rose in a questionable look, but his grin stretched so that you could see his somewhat sharp teeth.

“I guess you don’t value your life that much or else you wouldn’t trasp around ogling faeries, now would you?” At this his grin faded.

Seaci opened her mouth to speak but could only stammer. “I....um.”

“Oh tisk, tisk my Sight beholding friend. You should be more prepared next time you decide to be so bold.” At this he turned his back and started to walk away. Just as he took his first step, Seaci surged forward towards him.

“Wait! That’s it?”

He turned slightly and examined her thoroughly. She looked like any other mortal girl; tired and unsuspecting. But he could see something in this one, a faint shimmer in her eyes. There was definitely something defferent about this one that he couldn’t quite taste. “Would you rather me do the horrible things the fey do to the other mortals? Seeing as how you approached me, I wouldn’t be surprised if you wanted something. Say glamour, wine, or even the natural drug that is us?”

She stared at him, bewildered at what he said. “No. I....just don’t understand why you’re......you’re being so pleasant. Most faeries would have –“

“Yes, most faeries would have snatched you up for being so stupid. Would it not be as though I was doing you a favor by letting you go untouched?”

“Yes.” She looked almost hurt by this. Why am I acting this way? A tingle ran up her spine and she could feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. That’s more like it. She told herself.

He was still standing there watching until she noticed him again, then he made a shooing gesture at her. They both turned and walked off, him further into the park and her onto the sidewalk.


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