13 March 2013
They met on the dark side of FaeEdge, in a province they had not explored. There was a full moon overhead, and white flowers as delicate as snowflakes bloomed next to the slender trees. Ferns grew out of the ground in spirals. Aphrodite, Hecate, and Hades were the only ones there. "Where's Posidon?" Inquired Hades nervously. "He went to look in one of the streams for Fae to recruit." Answered Aphrodite. Hades turned paler. "Those streams have water demons in them!" He yelled. "We have to go save him!" Screamed Hecate. "Its already too late. They kill on sight." Hades snapped angrily. He flopped down on a white marble boulder. "Nyx is gone." He blurted. Hecate let out a little squeal of anguish. Aphrodite started to cry. "She's dead?!?" She sobbed. "No. Yes. Partially. She got turned into a LostFae. She seemed-I don't know, hollow." He responded sadly. "But I know what's going on now."
"This place, or maybe the Cronuses, are getting rid of us by using what we desire. For Nyx, it was normality. She could never have it, even when there was one world. The LostFae used it to take her. For Hermes, it was being known. He was always just the messenger, and so quiet. He was furious at the sprite because if he was killed, he thought would be forgotten. And his real name had to be replaced, adding to the problem. For Posidon, it was water. Being alone with it and the thriving life of minnows and underwater flora. The Cronuses took that from him." Hades concluded his speech, and looked at the others. "We need to find out what they will target in us." Hecate bowed her head. "Light." She muttered. "I want to be alone with the light and the stars and the magic of brightness, being able to watch the Earths turn in peace." Aphrodite nodded. "I think mine is life. The Cronuses are taking it, and leaving a scarred ugly mess. Life is beautiful." The CrystalFae and the StarDust turned to Hades, waiting to find out what he desired. "I want the Cronuses to be killed." He murmured. "And I want them all back. Posidon and Hermes and Nyx. Especially Nyx." He stared at the ground, and a tear slid down his face. It lit the ground where it hit with a tiny flame that sputtered and died. "Well, that's touching." A voice from behind announced sarcastically. The MoonFae had bright white hair, the face of an adolescent male, pale skin, and clear eyes. Almost instantly, he morphed into a snow white wolf with fangs reinforced with pearl. He snarled and prepared to attack.
Cronus Chapter 16 • Opuss № I