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Subject: {ASSM} Bitsy 2
Date: Mon, 18 Jun 2001 06:10:02 -0400
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III       Awakening


He heard the fear in her voice, "come
stand in front of me, child" he said
in a calming voice.  Bitsy stood before
the old dragon, looking at him and for
the first time he saw a slight glimmer
of life in her eyes and thought to
himself, we make progress, now to take
a step forward, without falling two 
steps back.

His paw gently touched her cheek, then
he reached down and took her tiny hands
in his large paws.  "these can be used
for good or evil, for healing or hurting,
for life or for death." He placed a talon
over her heart, "this can used for love or
for hate, for caring or for indifference."
Then he touched her forehead with his talon,
"this can be used for making life better,
for learning and loving the universe, or
it can be used for learning how to bring
the world tumbling down about you. all these
are your choices, your decisions."
"The turmoil you feel is because on one hand
you gave life and on the other hand you tried
to take it away."

"Now, without casting any spells, make your
hand glow blue." he told her.  Bitsy looked
down at her hand in his paw, without any
effort at all, her hand started to glow
blue. "Does your hand hurt? he asked, she
shook her head, "make the glow darker"
she looked worried, but did as he asked, 
with a little effort, her hand glowed a 
deep, dark blue.  "Does your hand hurt? 
Once again she shook her head, staring at 
her hand, she was sure it would start to
hurt, and hurt terribly.  "Bitsy, make
your whole body glow blue."  She started
to say she couldn't, "do it" the old 
dragon said.  Bitsy's whole body started
to glow a soft light blue, "more" she
heard him say.  Suddenly as if out of 
control, her body started to change
different shades of blue, light, dark,
back to light, then to a dark pulsating
blue, that seemed to shimmer around her.

Without warning the inside of the room 
started to heave, the walls moving in 
and out, the air seemed to swirl around
them, but swiftly turned into a wild
tornado, Her dark blue glowing color
flashed, the air crackled with electricity.
Bitsy could hear him, as if from far away,
"control your power, control the glow,"
his voice came more forcefully through
the fierce wind that seemed to be blowing
over her.  "If you never want your hand
to hurt again, you must control the powers
within you!" 

Bitsy tried to hold onto the blue glow,
she told herself it was her friend, it
was her helper.  The dark blue started
to change shades once again, she thought
she had control of it, when suddenly she
went spinning high into the air, she
could see the lightning bolts flashing
from the dark blue, almost black glow
around her body.  She felt Marluxion
words "calm yourself and you calm the
powers within you, softly, gently,
Bitsy, listen to me, don't let your
fear control you."  She wanted to scream
at him, help me, help me, I can't make it
stop.  "Yes you can, you control the power,
the power doesn't control you.  Remember
how I taught you to breath, deep long
calming breaths Bitsy, do it, do it now."

Bitsy took deep breaths and slowly exhaled,
again she did the same thing, telling herself
to ignore the wind swirling around her, she
relaxed, half closing her eye's, she felt her
wildly beating heart slow down.  With each
calming breath, she saw the glow shimmer and
change to a lighter blue, light blue, light
blue, I have to keep the glow light blue.
Swiftly as if following an unspoken command
the glow turned light blue. Floating down
to the floor, she smiled, pleased with herself.
She sent the blue glow away and looked with
shock around the room. It was total chaos,
as if someone had turned the room upside 
down and shaken all the contents out.

Bitsy cried out in alarm and ran to the old
dragon laying on the floor, not moving, she
wrapped her tiny arms around his neck, "Mar,
Mar, you have to be all right, please, Mar,
please." she looked at his body, he was 
covered with cuts, that had sliced through
his scales, the worst over his right eyeridge.
Her hand reached towards it, glowing blue,
it started to burn and hurt, she pulled her
hand back with a angry cry.  Remembering
his words, she took a deep calming breath,
and once more reached towards the cut,
this time her hand didn't hurt, it was
only a gentle welcoming warmth. Touching
the cut it healed instantly, as did the
rest of the cuts on his body as she touched
them.  Then sending the blue glow away she 
went back to look at Marluxion.  As if all 
the energy from her body had been drained away, 
she lay against his neck, gently stroking it.
She pressed her face against his neck, sobbing.

"I could use a VERY strong drink, right about
now, how about you? my dear" chuckled Marluxion,
Bitsy jumped up, shaking his ear, "you scared
me witless, that's what you did, you mean old
dragon!" then hugged him tightly.
He wanted to say, you scared me into a few
thousand years of quick aging, but instead he
said, "well, where are our drinks?"
The two sat on the floor, amid the chaos and
drank, giggling, rolling on the floor, Bitsy
snorted a very unlady like snort, "I suppose
I have to clean up this mess, don't I."
Marluxion smiled a wide toothy grin "you made
the mess, you clean it up, that's only fair."

"Damn, did she blow you up again? Marluxion"
the two on the floor stared at Keebler standing
in the door way, a look of disbelief on his
round button face, they looked at each other
then started to laugh uproariously.  Bitsy,
waved the bottle in her hand at Keebler,
"No, a storm blew in." then the two started
laughing again.  Keebler picked his way
carefully across the room, grinning at the
two.  Since WindWhisper has left, Keebler
had been feeling lonely and bored and had
decided to visit Bitsy.  Looked like he 
arrived just in time for a rousing good
giggle.  Marluxion tossed Keebler a bottle,
laughing as he barely caught it, juggling
it from hand to hand trying not to drop it.
Bitsy clinked her bottle against Keebler's,
"to the color blue" then fell back on the
floor giggling.

Bitsy heard a groan and opened her eyes then
quickly shut them with a groan of her own. 
Opening one eye very slowly, she saw Keebler
laying sprawled over a pile of books, he
was holding his head and making the most 
disgusting groaning noises, it was making
her stomach roll.  She suddenly stood up
and bolted from the run, a hand over her
mouth, she dashed past Marluxion, running
quicker she barely made it to the convience
in time.  Sometime later a very white faced
Bitsy walked back into the study.  She made
a face at Keebler, who seemed to be just fine
sitting drinking a cup of a very interesting
smelling brew.

Marluxion poured Bitsy a cup of the steaming
brew and poured a bit from a bottle left over
from last night, he handed it to her "hair of
the dog, my dear" Bitsy put her hand over her
mouth again as she felt her stomach roll.
"your drinking dog hair? how disgusting!"
The two males laughed as if she had said the
funniest thing ever spoken. "No silly, its
a hot drink from some far off land, called
coffee, hair of the dog is a saying for a
spot of what you drank last night, poured
into the coffee." said Keebler as if he were
the resident expert on all things having to
do with hairy dogs.  Taking a very 
cautious sip, Bitsy decided it was quite
good and was happy to see her stomach wasn't
going to rebel on her again.  She just might
live after all, if only the pounding behind
her eyes would go away.

Hours later, Bitsy finally finished cleaning
the mess in the study. Keebler had left sometime
earlier, making them promise, the next time she
blew something up to send for him, so he could
celebrate with them.  With a glower she told him
there wouldn't be a next time. he only laughed
and headed down the path.

Each day they worked on controlling Bitsy's blue
glow, it wasn't easy and at times, she would fall
into an exhausted sleep, Marluxion having to carry
her to her bed.  At first she would wake feeling
tired and aching, but over time that went away
and she would wake feeling refreshed, her body
finally learning how to deal with the strain.
She was slowly putting the night of the storm
behind her.  Marluxion watched Bitsy pleased to 
see the slow progression back to the laughing, 
giggling fairy.

She still took her daily walks, sometimes Keebler
would join her, filling her in on things at home,
about Trink and his ladies.  Only once did he 
make the mistake of bringing up WindWhispers,
the sudden look on her face surprised him into
silence.  Confused Keebler wondered what was
going on but thought better of asking Bitsy,
maybe he would get the nerve to ask the old
dragon one of these days.

Over and over again Bitsy was drawn to a certain
part of the forest, she wasn't really sure why
she kept going back, but she did.  The trees were
very large and very old, Bitsy came to a small clearing,
where the sunlight filtered down through the thick foliage,
she sat down on a small rock, letting the rays from the
sun warm her.   It seemed so quiet here, so serene, she
she wandered around, her fingers trailing over barren
branches, until she stood before a an ancient oak tree,
some of its roots, old and gnarled curled out of the ground.
Behind one root, there was a crack in the tree trunk,
it was big enough for Bitsy to slip through.  Cautiously
she entered, not wanting to disturb and winter sleeping
animals, although they usually nested much higher up in
the tree's.

Bitsy, set off a small flickering light in front of her,
she looked around, surprised she walked around, why it was
larger then her alcove at the lair.  Seeing another crack
a little bigger then the one she had just slipped through,
she peered through it, finding another large open space,
she went further inside.  There were two more such spaces.
The ground was dry, covered with old leaves and dirt, pieces
of bark.  At one time it must of been the home of some
animal, but looked as if it hadn't been lived in for a
very long time.  She went back to the main room and sat
on a piece of wood. she closed her eye's talking to the
old ancient oak. In a sighing, whispering voice the old
oak spoke to Bitsy, "you are welcome here, fairy, I've been
waiting for you, you will bring new life to us, here in 
the forest, we will always be here, let us become your
safe haven, your refuge from confusion and pain."

Bitsy placed her hands on the walls of the old oak tree,
feeling its life, a calm peace seemed to seeped into her,
this was where she belonged, she could feel it, sense
it. She now knew why she had been drawn over and over
again to this part of the forest. She had needed to find
the ancient oak.  It was growing late and she knew she
had to return to Marluxion's lair, but lingered a few
moments more. 

Marluxion sensed a change in Bitsy as she entered the
work shop, but had other things to discuss with her, so
decided to leave it until later.  "We have been invited
to the Keep to visit Virlane and his family tonight."
For a second he saw the blue glow crackle around Bitsy,
then as quickly as it appeared it was gone. "It's time
to face your fears, my dear, I think you will find them
not as fearsome as your mind has made them out to be"
She wanted to scream, to rage at him, "your wrong,
what if I hurt the child, what if they don't really
want me there, I can't go back, I just can't, don't
you understand."  But she said not a word.

Marluxion spent the rest of the day teaching Bitsy
the spell of invisibility, it was one thing to appear
and disappear but there would be times when that
wasn't possible, he wanted her to be prepared for
anything that might happen.  At times her frustration
got the better of her and all you would see was
a blue glow, snapping and crackling.  Leaning a 
mirror against the wall, he chuckled as Bitsy 
muttered to herself, as she realized what she looked
like to the old dragon.  

"Go and put on something pretty, it's almost time to
leave for the keep" Marluxion said quietly, he saw
her tiny shudder, but she didn't argue, just nodded
and left the room.  She returned a short time later,
and the two, without speaking left.

Virlane and MiLady were waiting for the two, when
they arrived, they were greeted with smiles and hugs,
they really hadn't known what to expect, Virlane
had told MiLady about what had happened after Bitsy had
left the keep, the night their son was born.
Bitsy watched the 3 greet each other, she sat on the
table by the fireplace, well away from the others.
She had smiled politely and given the appropriate
responses, trying not to let her fear show. She kept
looking at MiLady, as if expecting her to look ill
and tormented by her ordeal of giving birth. Yet
she seemed, well, vibrant, a soft glow of happiness
on her face.  Bitsy watched Virlane, each time he
looked at his wife, she could feel the love, see
it on his face.

Virlane looked at Bitsy, he tried very hard not to
let the surprise show on his face, the young fairy sitting
on the table, was quiet, withdrawn, the thin immature
body had filled out into very womanly curves, her hair
which used to float about her as if with a life of it's 
own, was braided and wrapped around her head like a 
crown.  The lips that had once always been smiling, were
full and lush, but rarely smiled.  The biggest change
was still in her eye's, the once dark blue eyes now
shined like obsidian. at least there was a spark of
emotion showing in them now, not much but it was there
if one looked close enough.

Startled Bitsy looked towards the cradle where a loud
squalling was coming from.  Laughing MiLady went to the
cradle and lifted the child out, "Master Ravlyr, wants
his midnight snack." She carried the baby to a chair
in front of the fireplace, sitting down, she opened
her bodice and placed the baby at her breast.  The 
baby made hungry suckling noises, happy to be in his
mothers arms and being fed.  Bitsy looked to the two
dragons, then to MiLady, they didn't seem embarrassed
at all.  Bitsy her cheeks bright pink, tried not to
look but she couldn't seem to help herself.  Shocked
at her own thoughts of wondering what it felt like
to have a tiny mouth suckling at her breast, Bitsy
looked away, only to find Marluxion and Virlane
watching her.  

Virlane watched Bitsy closely as he saw a small blue
glow seem to surround her, he heard Marluxion's quiet
"Bitsy" and the glow subside as she turned to look at
the old dragon.  Virlane looked at the two carefully,
feeling an undercurrent, but not understanding it.

MiLady who had missed the exchange of looks, finished
feeding the baby, getting up she walked over to the bed,
"Bitsy, come visit with Ravlyr, he loves company."
She placed the child on his back, on the bed, where
he proceeded to run through his growing vocabulary
of coos and gurgles and his favorite new sound a
tiny laugh.  Bitsy flew over to the bed, hovering
well away from the baby, it was pink and plump, it's
arms waving around in the air, so different from the
blue, lifeless baby she remembered.  

Quietly Virlane asked Marluxion "should I be concerned?
"No, I don't believe so" he responded, but Virlane
didn't miss how closely Marluxion was watching Bitsy,
his body tense, as if ready to interfere.

Laughing MiLady patted the bed next to the baby, "come
sit here, so he can see you better, he won't break if
you touch him, Bitsy"  
Bitsy cautiously moved closer, until she was standing
by the child, the two seemed to stare at each other for
a long time.  Ravlyr the dragon/child reached out for 
the fairy, his fairy, his little chubby fingers wrapping 
around her hand.  Virlane and MiLady didn't dare move
as they saw a light blue glow seem to travel from Bitsy's
hand over the babies.  Virlane saw Marluxion's paw raise,
then drop, as the baby coo'ed at Bitsy and she knelt down
next to him, the blue glow of their hands gone.

While MiLady and Bitsy played with Ravlyr, Virlane and
Marluxion sat near the fireplace talking.  "Is she really
as powerful as I think she is?" asked Virlane.  Marluxion
chose his words carefully.  "more so, I think, then any of
us even know" then he said the words he didn't want to say
but felt Virlane should know, "she has the power to kill"
Virlane could only stare at the old dragon, fairies, even
very magically powerful fairies, rarely had the ability
to kill, they might be able to injure, sometimes even maim
but not kill. "who?" he needed to know.  "She almost killed
WindWhispers, she was trying to in fact, but was stopped
in time."  He then went on to explain what had happened
that day in the study.  Watching her with the child, 
Marluxion said "the child will be her saving grace."
Nodding, Virlane had also seen what the old dragon had,
the invisible bond, that seemed to swirl around the
baby and the fairy, each time they touched.

Bitsy joined the two dragons, while MiLady put the sleeping
Ravlyr back in his cradle.  "I will be back in a few minutes,
I want to go say hello to Drapper, if he is still awake."
She flew over to the cradle and looked one more time at
the sleeping baby, then went to see Drapper.

Bitsy entered the stable, heading for the back room, 
she stopped, there in one of the stalls was Old Horse. 
Smiling, she spoke to the horse, checking his leg.  
She heard Drapper walk up and turned.  Nodding at 
the horse "he likes you" said Drapper, smiling at 
the fairy.  "I don't remember seeing this horse 
here before, did you just add him to the stables?"
"He is much to old, I never would have purchased
him, he belongs to a Knight that is staying here,
learning swordsmenship and the like from Collin."
They talked for awhile about the baby, Virlane
and MiLady, then Bitsy left.

She didn't know what prompted her, but she peeked
into the upstairs rooms until she found the room
where the Knight slept.  she sat on the night
stand next to the bed and watched him sleep, he
lay on his stomach, one arm outstretched. The
covers down to his waist.  He was a tall man,
muscular in his arms and shoulders and from 
what she could see from his back, his chest
must be tight with muscles also.  His hair
was blonde and past his shoulders, he had a
stubble of darker blonde beard on his cheeks.
She looked at his hands, large hands, rough
and callused, from handling a sword and lance.
In her thoughts she heard Marluxion calling her,
telling her it was time to leave.  Just before
she left the room, she brushed her tiny fingers
over the mans back.

Bidding Virlane and MiLady good-bye, Bitsy was
pleased when Virlane told her, she could come
back to visit and play with Ravlyr any time she
wanted, that it would still be several months
before they started taking him to their lair
at night.  Later in Marluxion's lair just before
she went to her alcove, Bitsy turned to the 
old dragon and gave him a hug "thank you, Mar"
He raised an eyeridge at her in question.
"For giving me back a little part of my soul,
that I had lost, there are parts still missing,
but perhaps I will get them back too, perhaps,
one day." Before he could reply, she had left
the room.  He hoped for her sake, and for all
their sakes, one day she did find the missing
pieces.





 























                


























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