Chapter 1 - Bel, You're a Quest!
Screams, shouts, and hollers could be heard all across the corridor of a dark forest. The snapping of branches from nearby trees. The thick air. The pulsating dirt beneath the ground. The weather had been still, but everything else wanted to make itself noticed. Everything else wanted to make itself heard, seen, and felt.
Demented fey, as they were called, had been chasing around a peculiar looking person. The person’s eyes were green, their hair orange. Racing, leaping, dashing, and flying through the air of the forest, the green-eyed boy turned and lifted his hands in the air.
“I just wanted to snack on some delicious apples... and perhaps find my friends. We seemed to have gotten lost from one another,yet again. And I know, I know- Morrganne doesn’t like me hurting you guys but you seriously have been asking for it. What with all your chasing of me around and all.” The male’s right eye twitched. He wore nothing but a white robe over himself.
By lifting his hands further in the air, a great big frenzy of roots and leaves jetted from the dirt below the fey. The fey, once creatures of noble nature and discipline, now had become corrupted. Their once innocent and simple natures had now been replaced by a dark and crooked look. And it was in that moment that every last one of them, had been ripped apart down to a bloody and crunchy mess from vines that did the bidding of the white-robed man. He had beckoned them from the earth in the first place.
“Hm. You must take me for a fool that I, Abellio, should ever be overcome by the mere fae. Ha.” the man looked down and spat at the dead and rotting bodies of his enemies.
There was a rustling of leaves in the abundant grasslands just then.
“You know, you’d do well to not be a show-off,Mr. Abellio.” there came a voice that was raspy from the sound of it yet friendly and quiet.
“Adalhelm,” the somewhat violent man named Abellio turned. “you do have to reconcile... that that was pretty glorious.”
Strikingly well-washed and golden locks of hair fell from a younger fellow. This fellow dawned a fluffy white shirt with blue pants and wore a necklace that held a blue substance in it. He smirked at Abellio with, “Are you just going to disregard all the fae that I have slain, then?”
Abellio shrugged. “Perhaps not.”
“Fun.”
“But we must be on our way. Belenus, Chloe, Danu, and Sir Michael are miles away from here... but they’ll fend okay. Meanwhile, we need to find Morrganne. She knows a lot about what has gone on in the courts during the time I had been on Earth, tempting people with myfruit.” Abellio ran a hand through the fringe of his reddish hair. His skin was very pale as he drew close to all sorts of things in the forest where he resided in, constantly having murdered dozens upon dozens of evil fey in the days he had been here. With slightly pointy ears dawning the sides of his face, he took a seat next to a wiggling tree.
“The Otherworld is a wonderful place, honestly.” Adalhelm calmly sighed. “And now I can be free once more, since I’m no longer aprinceor part of any club where people pretend they’re actualknights. Hm. Like, actual knights from the Legend of King Arthur? How pretentious we were back in those days.”
“Hm. I see. And you humans really call this place something so bleak as ‘the Otherworld’? Hm. Call it like it is, would you? Tir Na Mabi.” Abellio stretched out his limbs in such an arrogantly relaxed way.
“Right, right. Tir Na Mabi. Truly a beautiful and indigenous name.”
“Indeed, Sir Adalhelm. Now... on to Morrganne.”
“Hm. For one who has his heart set on Danu, you’re quite hellbent on finding this ‘Morrganne’, aren’t you?”
Abellio shrugged, his ears drooping slightly. “Danu understands. When I reunite with her, I will kiss her with more passion than I have ever wielded when I bite into my luscious apples.”
“Hm. The more I learn about this Danu, the more lucky I must consider you to be, Abellio. You and this goddess are now bound by a powerful bond of love. Lindsey and I couldn’t quite top that off. Of course, Danu is morethan just a goddess. She’s the mother of the-”
“Oh, you don’t have to say it.”
Adalhelm shrugged and, in his light dressings, walked along the forest with a sword and sheath attached to a belt around his waist. “Let’s not waste time then. To Morrganne. I’m getting quite annoyed of fighting all of these fae with you.” He flicked his long blonde hair.
“How do you thinkIfeel? I used to fight those things all the time with Danu.”
Adalhelm frowned as though he never did it in his life, it seemed. “Is that theonlything you have bragging rights to? You do seem to mention that a lot.”
“Perhaps.” Abellio shook his head, and walked on confidently knowing he had the secure power to manipulate the vegetation wherever he went.No more curses lay on my pate anymore.Abellio, God of the Apple Trees, snickered as he walked with his human companion.I am in my original and all-powerful form. Look out, Medv.
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