Aysu's Revenge

Henrikas clutched the scroll to his chest like a greedy child, he was pleased at the fact that soon everything would be his. The scroll contained the prophesy, and instructions, about the sweet Aysu and the evil power Visv.

The day will come when the moon turns black and the faerie girl reaches her eighteenth year. Then, and only then, will the key return to the underworld by her hand. Three days hence will the ceremony be completed. These things you will need to complete this ceremony: blood from a demon, wing of a fae, and a boiling pot of the potion 'Rite of Disruption'.

Henrikas now knew what was written on that scroll by heart, he had spent the last three years poring over the contents of it, waiting for the day the young girl would be able to carry out her destiny. Now, the time had come, the time for Henrikas' ultimate control.

“Bring me the faerie!” he hissed, “She should see what all her trouble was for.” Henrikas drummed his long fingers on his throne, the ceremony would start with or without the girl.

Aysu was in the library with Koan, quickly looking over the map of the castle one last time before she attempted to steal the key back. “I know where he's keeping it, it will be hidden away until the exact moment it is needed,” she said looking up at the man standing before her, “and I know I'll get it back.”

“Aysu, don't drag me into this,” Koan said quickly giving the girl a hug. He looked down at her and smiled softly, his eyes giving away his sadness, “When you take that key, you won't be allowed back here any more.”

“I know,” Aysu smiled, “but you could always visit me in the upper realm!” She walked over to the door looking over her shoulder at her best friend one last time, “Remember, you haven't seen me today!” She ran out the door without looking back.

Aysu headed to her room, if she was going to be leaving the underworld she would have to take her prized possessions with her, everything she had packed into her backpack the night before. She grabbed the bag and headed down to check on the ceremony, to get this right she'd have to have perfect timing.

Henrikas stood with his hands in the air, he was chanting something in a language that Aysu didn't recognize, on the floor beside him was the bloody body of Agro.

'He should have had the decency to use a demon not sworn to protect him,' Aysu thought as she peeked through the door that was left slightly ajar.

Aysu walked as quietly as she could down the empty hall, she entered the room on the far left and broke the wards protecting the key. She grabbed it and slid it into her shoe, then she took a few steps to test how comfortable it was.

Deciding that it was about time to make her escape, Aysu crept out of the room. She walked back down the hall the way she came, stopping to bow to the guards who where on their way to obtain the key. She rose after they passed and made her way to the portal that led to the upper realm.

It was there, in the upper realm, that Aysu discovered her linage. She soon after became queen of the fae. Ruling over all the winged and non-winged faeries.

She never takes the key from the chain around her neck in fear that the prophesy could still one day be completed by another of Henrikas' minions.