The oracle

Clay in the sticks

Mr clay.

So my abductor/intruder was Mr clay himself.

What the heck? So after all of the stress why would mr clay send me messages even with the white feather,why?

‘Mr Clay? What the hell

Do you think your doing? I’m so going to call the cops!’ ‘How did you get into my home…your my professor. That’s creepy.’

‘Well, it’s a long story but we have to discuss important matters about you and the dangers to come’, he replied with a scared face.

Along came another figure, again hooded but very tall, he quickly shoved a bag over my head and both the stranger and Mr clay took me into what I though was a van/long vehicle. No matter what I thought and screamed for them to let me go, my struggles seemed to wear down as I struggled to keep my breaths low and calm. I start to hyper ventilate and I fell on the cold hard floor. One of the two people who kidnapped me began to grab me gently helping me stand up, they removed my head cover and stared directly into my eyes…I knew those eyes.

Although I felt dizzy and sick, I have known those eyes for a long time. What is this going on? Patrick was my kidnapper?

He held me gently and uncovered the rest of his face. I am very confused and began to sob heavily.

‘Shhhh, fae it’s ok, I know all this is confusing but I’m here to help.

‘How can you help Patrick… w-h-what are you doing here. What kind of sick prank is this?’ I replied.

‘ I’m sorry princess but it’s for your own good’ he began to cover my mouth with a cloth of sort. It smelled enchanted and I began to fall under his spell of unconsciousness.

Even though I was sleep I could hear everything. I don’t think they realised what I could hear and that I was still alert yet not able to move from the chemical they put on me. My mouth felt sore and I was beginning to feel cold and damp.

‘We gotta get there dude, hurry, she’s waking up in the next ten minutes, the potion you gave me is not going to hold her!’ Patrick cried loudly to the other stranger I presumed was the driver.

We hit a few bumps and I fell my body fall over a seat hitting my head against a corner of sort.

‘s**t dude, we need help back here, she’s bleeding. Man we are so going to regret doing this.

‘Shut up man…. I’m doing my best. Just keep pressure on her head and help keep her still. We are almost there. Damn it, there is patrols on. Get ready and use your bloody skills to cover her. We need help and I’ll damn make sure I get it for us all.’

Clay

Shit, I need help. All my life I’ve kept my secrets and life to myself now I have gone and dropped myself in the s**t. Leo was my only man to help me keep her alive. How were we going to survive this?

10 years ago on my 20th birthday I celebrated with my close relatives in the fae homes. We drank port and danced under the starlight. Normally I am quite a concealed man as I have the gift of seeing things and since the last time I had something good happen to me I have tried to keep it under wraps.

The neighbours wouldn’t speak to me after the incident. It scared them. There precious Juliet died in the horrific fire. And to be honest I don’t blame them.

Juliet was my mate. How we lived so peacefully in this community of fae. We were together since teens. She was such an elegant lady. She always cared for others but one day I decided to go to the fae meetings about the upcoming war against the other fae clans. That’s when I saw it… it took me by surprise. A girl the age of ten playing on the park on her own. Such a sad look on her face, she had what looked like a support worker with her. I felt like I had a strange unbreakable bond with her that I couldn’t shake. I knew she was destined in my future but for what reason I was unsure. So I decided to become a guardian in the distance. Whenever I saw her sad, I sent her a white feather close by to show her angels are near. But bless her, a year ago her father died. She was so sad that I decided to watch from a far. That’s when the job offer came in handy. I started at the age of fifteen to study hard. My family wasn’t sure what I was doing as I wasn’t sure what to tell them as I didn’t think they would understand after Juliet. I had to protect her.

At the age of twenty I become a university lecturer for archeology as I witnessed fae enjoying the arts of the crafts I knows deep in my heart that’s where she would go.

I kept in the back ground to make sure she was safe, for that’s all that mattered to me. I knew from another clan fae was a warriors child that went missing years ago. No one knew why but recently rumours were stirred of a fae princess and I just knew it had to be her. Why else would I be receiving these flickers of a dream. Coincidental her name was Fae, which sounded like someone had sarcastically named her. But in truth I found her birth parents and knew the reasoning. They named her Fae before having to hand her over to Leo for her protection against the fae world. For she had a huge at coming. She needed my help.