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khlara@juno.com

 I'm giving this story an R rating because of language, nudity, violence, and Fae situations.

 Before I start I would like to thank Leo69 for editing this piece of fan fiction and coming up with the idea of spelling Dyluce's in a Latin type format.

 It was dark; everything was dark, except for the moon shining down on them. Elvin smiled as he listened to Doria's thoughts. He ran his hands along her breasts and desperately tried to kiss her mouth as she fought him off.

 "Elvin, don't. We have to plan how we're going to get Orion on our side." She said through short breaths. Elvin was turning her on.

 "Who cares? One kiss, baby, just one. Let Elvin take care of you." Doria leaned into him and quickly pulled away.

 "I can't kiss you, Orion will find out. Besides, Talyus will find out."

 "Orion hasn't found out before, and who cares about mean ol' Talyus anyway? Come on Doria, let me take you." He said as his teeth gripped her halter-top strap and pulled.

 "Elvin, they'll both know, now quit it. I'll let you have me after we find a way to get Orion on our side."

 "Then we can have a threesome?" Elvin asked with a smile as he looked up at his affaired lover.

 "No."

 "Why do you get to be his Dyluce bitch? I want one. Why don't you take care of this little plot on your own?"

 "Because I need your brains."

 "Not without a kiss." Elvin pouted.

 "Do you want Talyus to put us in the dungeon again?" Doria asked sighing as Elvin's hands went under her mini skirt.

 "It wasn't bad." He said, looking at the cloth greedily.

 "Yeah, but Orion nearly killed me for being away so long."

 "You could whip his butt four times over." Said Elvin as he fondled her hips.

 "I wish, but I can't. Dylucae are bounded, remember?" Doria reminded as she let out a small groan of pleasure.

 "Oh, yeah." Elvin said as he looked up and to the side at a nearby tree, remembering the new law that kept Dylucae from beating up their concubine masters. He went back to fondling Doria as she leaned her head against the tree they were near.

 "Elvin, what are we going to do? Orion's so Oberon kiss ass." Elvin took his hands from underneath and placed them next to Doria's head. He levitated so he was face to face with the 6'2" Dyluce. He looked her straight in the eye.

 "Tell him a few lies, like Iago to Othello. Tell Orion that Oberon's got a new little jokester in town." Doria looked at Elvin with fear in her eyes.

 "But that's not true."

 "Obviously you're not close to the pixies, and neither is anyone else. My dearest Doria, you are stupid," Elvin gripped the edges of her lips and squeezed so it looked like she was puckering up to him. "And so are the rest of these immortal fools. So, we tell both of them lies, and Orion is on our side." Elvin said with a smile, he forced his lips onto Doria and kissed her passionately, his tongue roaming her mouth. She squirmed and screamed into his mouth, but Elvin's magic kept her from doing much of anything. He let go and looked at her with a smile.

 "Are you happy now?" Elvin asked. "I've solved all your problems." Doria smiled a look of dazed passion on her face. She ripped off her clothing, her breasts up against Elvin's chest.

 "I'm very pleased. Now you may take me." She said with a smile. Elvin resumed the kiss, broke it, and threw her onto the forest floor. He knew it wouldn't hurt her and she smiled up at him. He threw himself on top of her, kissed her, and the two made passionate love in the middle of the forest night.

 

 

 Oberon smiled as he turned over and caught his wife's sleeping eye. Fae never required sleep, and when they did, it wasn't much, but it had become a habit for the royal couple to at least try to sleep every now and then. Oberon stood and looked out of his bedroom window. It had been nearly three human years since he had taken over Avalon from his mother. The world was still new. He could see as Rome started its decline. He sighed as he saw a few Dylucae flying through the new dawn. They were so beautiful, but so dangerous. He had no need for any of them, but he knew that many of his own children had taken many of them for everything. Every day he was forced to create a new law. Three days ago had been the bounding law after a liberal Dyluce (he chuckled at the thought of a liberal Dyluce, even though he had met her) had beaten her lover severely. There were only two things now that could kill a Fae. Iron and an angered Dyluce. Or perhaps one in heat. He said to himself with another chuckle. He sighed though. Every day the Dylucae were getting worse in their actions. When he was a child they were every where, all of Avalon was corrupt. Now though, he didn't know what was worse. One landed before him, hovering in some way outside his window. This one was pink and gray. Her wings a light and dark blue. Her clothing green and her eyes in a brown color. Probably her dominant eye color. He was slightly startled inside, but outside he showed no interest.

 "Good dawn, my lord." The young Dyluce said. He sighed.

 "Good dawn." He replied as he began to turn.

 "Wait, my lord! Do you not care for any news?" she asked, a smile lingering on her lips. He sighed.

 "What is your name?" The girl giggled like a pixie and he sighed once more.

 "My name is Sugar, and I have plenty of Isle news, if you care to hear, my good lord."

 "Tell me Sugar, of the news you have heard."

 "Well, the liberal Dylucae have been trying to covert some of the conservatives one, and it is claimed that the Dyluce queen will die soon. All her power will be given to her daughter, the Princess."

 "Stop." Oberon commanded, turning to fully look at Sugar. "What is the Dyluce queen's name?"

 "Omega, my lord, on account that she has had eight Dyluce husbands, eight children, and eight concubine masters." Sugar responded. She feared Oberon now. He looked, greedy.

 "And what of the Princess? The heir, her name?"

 "Oriana. She's very beautiful my lord. If she mates with a male Dyluce, she will be given the world's most beautiful creature."

 "Has she chosen on a name for her soon new heir?" Oberon asked. It was custom for a Dyluce heir of power to name their children even before conception.

 "Yes. If a girl, which everyone hopes for, it is said her name shall be Organa."

 "And if male?" Oberon asked. The Dyluce giggled. It was rare for Dyluce women to have male children.

 "Perhaps Adam. No one is sure, not even her. We have no Dyluce names for boys." Sugar giggled again. Oberon nodded.

 "I would request an audience with either queen, my courier." Oberon said as he turned and headed for his closet.

 "Yes, my lord. I shall request one as soon as possible. My good wishes to you and your lady."

 "Good dawn."

 "Good dawn, my lord." Said Sugar. She bowed and flew away, heading southwest. Oberon smiled as he looked at his appearance. An audience with Omega would go just well with his new law.

  Doria's lower body moved up, then down, then up once more. Her body was sitting straight up, her upper parts leaning heavily towards Elvin's face, creating a side arch. She pushed him out as he pushed in.

 "Come_on_Elvin! Push! Avalon damn you! Push!" she groaned out. Elvin placed his hands palms down on the grass and arched his pelvis upwards. It has been an hour and still they had not reached the satisfaction they had both been trying to receive.

 "I'm trying!" he cried back. A few more pushes and Doria slid off of him and to the side.

 "You weren't trying! I told you! It won't work! You're probably impotent or something!" she said harshly to him. He looked at her, anger running through his face.

 "Me! Me? No Fae on Avalon is impotent, you bitch! You've probably gone and done it with Orion." He replied with anger. She turned her head away from him, her naked body lying on the grass.

 "Look, Doria, I_" he wanted to apologize, but no Fae had ever apologized to anyone, and it wasn't going to start with him.

 "Give me one more chance Doria?" he asked.

 "Tomorrow night," she said, standing and getting dressed. "I'm going back to Orion." She said as her eye color changed from the hurt and angered gray color, to her dominant orange color. She slipped on her green skirt and lifted off, through the trees and into the open sky, as she headed south to Orion's home.

 

  The once beautiful Dyluce queen Omega was now old and dying. Very rare did a Dyluce ever die, and when they did, the funerals were unique. Omega's flesh and scales had once been bright sun yellow, her face a flesh color of beige, but now it was all gray. Her wings, tail, flesh, and scales were all gray. Including her hair, which had been purple, was now gray. No color showed on this Dyluce. Even her eyes were gray, as if she were all ready dead. She lay in her bed, the gray contrasting with the white. Many Dylucae were around her, mainly her court. Standing next to Omega, was the heir to the throne, Oriana. Oriana stood tall, 5'7" and she still had much more to grow. Her hair was a light brown, her eyes a purple color. Her wings were lavender and a darker purple. From head to waist was beige. From waist to feet she was the color of graying green. She held her head high and had the makings of a princess. Covering her was a halter-top of red, the right strap missing. Her mini-skirt was turquoise, and a belt held it to her waist, it was thick in gold. According to Oberon's calculations, she could not be more than seventeen summers old. Sugar bowed before both Oberon and the Queen and Princess.

 "May I present his Royal Majesty, King of Avalon, Lord Oberon." Sugar announced nervously. Oriana nodded her head. Dylucae raced around the room, setting down chair for both her and Oberon so they could sit in the presence of the Queen.

 "I_recognize you, Lord Oberon. Speak your wishes." Omega whispered hoarsely. She coughed a bit, took a deep breath, and listened.

 "My lady, I have made many laws against the Dylucae, but not without consulting you first. I wish to create another law, my lady, with your permission." Oberon said, treading on this ground carefully. Dylucae were mighty warriors, able to rip even the most powerful Fae to shreds in only a matter of seconds. Omega opened her mouth to speak, but began coughing violently instead. Her maids rushed about, setting her up and giving her a dose of herbal medicine in hopes to cure her violent coughing. Oriana looked to her mother, who nodded.

 "The Queen wishes for you to tell me of your new law, and I shall judge for myself, Lord Oberon," said Oriana sounding a lot like a commanding Princess Leia from Star Wars.

 Oberon nodded.

 "As you wish, my Princess. I advise a new law, that all male Dylucae be sent to the mortal world." He said as he watched the maids gently leave Omega.

 "Permission denied." Oriana said quickly.

 "The reasons, my Princess."

 "Dylucae have no place in the mortal world, and if sent there, they would be killed. There are only fifteen of them, and five hundred of us. We need them."

 Oberon sighed, "Whether you like it or not Princess, I will send them there."

 "And they will not listen. We shall send them to the Black Forest of Avalon, where no one but our Royal family may enter."

 "If that is your wish my lady, then I will be forced to take your lives." Oberon said, the anger obvious in his voice. Oriana stood.

 "Take our lives, and the others will fight."

 "This is our island and I will not have a bunch of Dyluce harlots running it!" Oberon shouted.

 "Out! Before I send my warriors Oberon! We will rule our ancestral home, no matter what your laws! I revoke the law of bounding from this point on!" Oriana shouted back, pointing to the door.

 "Then your kind will suffer." Oberon said as he turned to leave.

 "Um, Princess Oriana," whispered a small Dyluce named Metry. Oriana turned to the young blackish green Dyluce.

 "Yes?"

 "Your mother. She is no longer." Metry whispered. Oriana turned to the bed and saw her mother's eyes closed, her once heavy breathing no longer. Oriana nodded.

 "Prepare the pyre."

 

 "Oh Orion!" Doria cried out as her lover pushed in one last time. She groaned as she hit her max and felt the growing warmth of Orion flow into her. She breathed heavily as her muscles spasmed along with his. Orion kissed Doria passionately and she returned the kiss, her tail wrapped around his right leg. One last spasm made them both groan into each other's mouth and Orion quickly slid off of his lover, her tail still wrapped around his leg. Doria giggled and pinched the point on his ear. He let another groan out as he spilled onto the straw covered floor. Doria let out a good soft laugh as Orion smiled lazily.

 "Avalon, I love Dylucae. They make the best lovers." Orion said between heavy breaths, groans, and gulps of warm air. Doria smiled.

 "Well, I'm glad you love me." She said. Orion turned his head to her and kissed her again, holding her body against his. He held her so tight, she wrapped her wings around him. They kissed and he felt as is he were nearly one with her. She unwrapped her tail from his leg and moved his lower half so he slid into her again. He chuckled a bit and they continued to kiss, He felt as if he were one with her now. They were in their own little room of pleasure.

 "Um, excuse me." Came a soft voice from somewhere. Doria and Orion sighed.

 "Yes?" Orion asked. "I'm sort of busy." Orion said as he slowly slid out of Doria. She let out a wracked breath of passion.

 "I know, and I'm sorry sir, but I have an important message for Doria."

 "What_is_it?" she asked feeling the pleasure of passion wrack her body.

 "It is about Omega my lady. She's gone." Sugar said with sad nervousness. Doria unwrapped her wings from around Orion, showing Sugar both of their naked bodies. Sugar gasped and closed her eyes. Doria sighed as Orion snapped his fingers, clothing appearing on their warm bodies.

 "You can open them, Sugar." Doria said walking over to the window. Sugar slowly opened her eyes, and fell into relaxation.

 "Your presence is requested at the pyre." Sugar finished. Doria nodded and turned to Orion.

 "I'm sorry my love, but I must go." They shared one last passionate kiss and Doria flew off with Sugar.

 

  A Dyluce funeral ceremony was both beautiful and mournful. The body of Queen Omega lay on a stack of wood and wood slab, the red orange flames consuming her wrapped body. The ashes and flames fading into the night sky. Many of the Dylucae cried out, mourning the lost of their Queen. They were all dressed in white, their color of rebirth. Oriana stepped before the flaming pyre, an older Dyluce next to her.

 "Greetings, my fellow warriors!" the Dyluce, Ella cried out. The others cried back the greeting.

 "Our Queen is dead! But that does not mean we have completely lost her. In her wake she has left us her daughter, her heir, Princess Oriana!" The women cried out their shouts of joy and happiness that was part of the procedure. Oriana, straight face, nodded at the shouts.

 "Oriana Omega Octavia Ora Melody Melanie Moore, you are the rightful heir to the throne, bow now." Ella said, loud enough for all to hear.

 Oriana genuflected, lowering her head. The gold and diamond tiara crown was placed on her head.

 "You rule us. We listen. Our leader, Queen Oriana!" Ella shouted. Oriana stood, nodded to Ella and looked out to the crowd. She raised her fist high into the air and screamed a fierce battle cry. In return, the Dyluce women raised their fists and screamed in the same way. After the screams, music began playing and the women danced and feasted. The feast contained wild boar, fruits, berries, nuts, clear river water, and all the things that most Dylucae loved to eat. Including a few raw grains which were usually special treats. The women danced around the large pyre which was quickly turning into a bonfire. Oriana sighed and sat in the chair that had been set out especially for her. She knew that custom forced her to stay at this celebration until an hour before its ending, which she was sure would be dawn. She watched as she saw Doria get a plate and gather some food onto it. Oriana smiled inside and walked over to her.

 "Good Eve, warrior." Oriana said in the customary greeting as she picked up a plate as well.

 "Good Eve, my Queen." Doria replied as she smiled to Oriana. Oriana gave a simple grin as she gathered a few berries onto her plate.

 "Congratulations on your coronation, my queen. I am sure you will do our former lady proud." Doria said, attempting small talk as she placed a few hazel nuts onto her plate.

 "Thank you Doria. I'm just so tired of all of these formalities though." Oriana said tiredly as the two walked away from the table of food, over to the drinks.

 "Why's that?"

 "I had a shouting match with Lord Oberon today." Oriana said as she picked up a wooden cup and handed it to Doria.

 "What happened?"

 "The bounding law was revoked." Doria smiled at this news.

 "So we may beat our masters?" Doria asked happily.

 "Yes, why? Do you have someone Doria? I thought you were happy with Orion." Oriana said with concern as the two headed to a small patch of grass away from the celebrations.

 "Oh trust me, I am, but I have reason to suspect I may have to move on soon."

 "Does the morphing to our other form not tire you though?"

 "Oh it does! But to rid myself of a pig would reenergize me." Doria replied with a smile as she picked up a blackberry and popped it into her mouth. She smiled at its sweetness.

 Oriana nodded, smiled, and chuckled a bit to herself. The two heard a movement in the trees and stood, their plates landing on the ground and upsetting the food. Oriana unfolded her wings, ready to do battle, perhaps even morph, if it was needed. Doria did the same.

 "Alexi bid you no harm. Food please." Said a voice high up in the trees.

 "Come down, so we may see you." Cried out Oriana. The figure landed among the shadows and for a moment the two thought it might've been a Gargoyle. The figure was quite tall. Perhaps around the height of 6'2" and growing.

 "Show yourself." Oriana called out. The figure stepped into the light. His wings folded around him like a cloak. His hair was brown, his eyes blue, his skin shades of brown, his scales, tail and wings as well.

 "Good Eve, warrior Alexi. I am Queen Oriana." Alexi closed his eyes for a brief second and opened them. The Dyluce custom of showing respect to Royalty.

 "Alexi wish of some food." Alexi said. His voice broken into a scattering of accents. Oriana nodded and turned. Alexi dived for the food on the ground. Doria laughed and Oriana smiled as she step next to the Dyluce male and touched his arm.

 "You'll get some real food. Some clean food." Oriana said, her attitude lightening.

 "Oh, Alexi no trouble. Ground food be enough." He said scared as he stood.

 "I insist." Oriana said simply, as she led the man to the celebration.

  There, the man got food and drink, and he ate most of what there was, going back for more when he wanted. He smiled and got to know Oriana better, his speech improving with every word.

 "Most of the other males were afraid of coming, but I knew I had to. I was so hungry. I haven't eaten in days." Said Alexi as he put some wild boar into his mouth. His wings were folded back to show the small loin cloth he wore around his waist. It was fastened on with silver. Oriana smiled.

 "Alexi, live with me." She said simply.

 "Oh, I couldn't! I mean, I wouldn't want to bother your duties and all."

 "Then marry me." She said with a seductive smile. Alexi's eyes widen and he blinked a few times.

 "Are you sure my Queen?" he asked.

 "Of course, and just call me Oriana. I would be pleased Alexi if you became my mate and husband." Alexi smiled, and as custom would have it stood and silenced the celebrating crowd.

 "I, Alexi, take Oriana as my wife and mate! If you have troubles with this, speak now or she shall be mine forever!" After a few moments of silence, Oriana stood next to Alexi, her face once again somber. He placed a taloned hand on her shoulder and with another talon, gently sliced the skin underneath her collar bone. The small stream of blood ran down her breasts. He leaned down and licked the blood. In return, she did the same to him, slicing his skin and licking the blood. Another warrior cry was sent into the air and the royal couple returned to their new home.

 

  Elvin placed his hands over his ears, but could still hear the screaming come from the deep north.

 "Sweet mother of Oberon, Doria! What in Avalon is going on!?" Elvin asked. Doria smiled as she picked another moon flower.

 "Oriana got married earlier this evening."

 "So?"

 "So, she's doin' it with her new boyfriend." Doria said as she intertwined the flowers together.

 "Do they have to make that much noise?" he asked.

 "Its just passion groans. Man, if you ever made love to a Dyluce male you'd understand the pain."

 "Pain?" Doria nodded as she placed the crown of flowers on her head.

 "Two Dylucae in heat is like getting shot in the worst of all places. They rip at each other, and_well, I don't wanna get ugly"

 "Come on! Tell me!"

 "Okkay, you know where your juices come out?" Doria asked seriously. Elvin nodded.

 "Imagine squeezing a redwood trunk in there." Elvin felt the world rush around him, dizziness and nausea coming over him.

 "That's what Dyluce sex is like." She finished simply.

 "Damn! You ever do it?" Elvin asked, his morbid side coming into play. Doria shook her head.

 "Avalon no! I would never! I mean, did you know if Oriana got pregnant, it'd take her eighteen months to have the kid.

 "Wow."

 "I know." Doria said softly. Elvin looked stunned and then smiled.

 "You wanna do it?" he asked. Doria shrugged.

 "Okkay."

 

  Oberon sighed. The screaming was not as loud as it was being heard from the castle. Titania sat in a chair, a pixie maid combing out her long green hair.

 "My love, go to sleep." Titania said as she examined her nails. Oberon sighed again.

 "With all this screaming? I can not. How are you able to put up with it?" Oberon inquired as he looked at his wife. She sighed as she stood and walked to their bed. He saw the small bulge that her stomach was all ready making.

 This time she had chosen not to throw a simple illusion over it. Inside he smiled at the thought of his three-month pregnant wife. According to his oldest daughter, who told the future, his wife was with triplets. They had all ready chosen on names and were waiting for them to be born. Titania slipped into bed and patted the empty side next to her, beckoning for Oberon to rest.

 "I do not think of it my Lord. I think of our children, and of our future children." Titania said simply. Oberon nodded and slipped into the spot next to his wife. He still heard the screaming, but he tuned it out as he listened to his wife's singing.

 

 Oriana's cheeks were stained with both old, dried tears and the new tears that were falling from her eyes. Her husband's lower regions were working vigorously on hers and all she could feel was the fiery pain in her body, but she knew that he was feeling the pain as well. She arched her back, but it didn't help. The thick skin that protected her lower region could not be broken. In her inner most thoughts she was sure she was vowed to be a virgin forever. She had never even made love to a Fae; they were usually able to break the skin easily without any pain. She sighed as she and her mate rolled and she was now on top of him. She slowly lifted herself to a sitting position, which made them both groan with pain and some pleasure. She straightened her spin and felt the skin quickly break away. She opened her mouth to scream, but a groan of semi-pleasure escaped instead. When he was fully inside her, they rolled again and he began working vigorously on her again. Instead of pain though, it was full pleasure. Climaxes over ran her, and her body began to convulse in pleasurable spasms. She opened her mouth, but no sound escaped, her husband kissed her passionately. He pushed for the last time and they both groaned as he filled her. Her lower body constricted his and he let out a pleasurable groan showing he was pleased. They lay there, as still as can be, breathing heavily. Oriana felt unconscious float over her as if she were dead. Alexi looked down to her and smiled as he teasingly pushed inside her. She gasped, groaned and scratched his chest leaving another red mark running along his collarbone and chest. She smiled at him and the two kissed, wrapping their wings around each other. They fell asleep as one. Their bodies were bruised and bloody from what took place. Scratches covered both their bodies, which would heal, but not within the week. Oriana had a black eye, from banging her head on Alexi's shoulder, which resulted in his shoulder having a large red gash from Oriana's excessive scratching. They slept through the night.

 Elvin sighed as he woke up. The screaming had long since gone and he was smiling. He wondered when it would be all over and it finally was. As he got up from the ground, he looked to see a greenish black dyluce, Metry, coming towards him. He could see Metry was with an egg. Probably of her own making. Dylucae were both asexual and sexual creatures. It was confusing how it worked, but Elvin understood. Metry's stomach was not large with the growing egg, but it could not be missed.

 "Hiya, Metry. What's up?"

 "Queen Oriana and Lord Alexi mated last night." She said, stone cold. Elvin rolled his eyes.

 "So I heard. Anything else?"

 "Queen Titania cast a spell on her pregnancy. She will be having her children within the week, instead of waiting for the next five months to pass."

 "Why'd she do that?"

 "The triplets are girls and it is said that after she has them she will have a boy, her last, and her youngest. Then that will be all the Children of the Second Generation."

 "Wow! Are you sure?"

 "I am positive. I have no need to lie."

 "Can you tell me about the next child?" Elvin asked.

 "It is said, he shall replace Orion." Metry said, still stone cold. Elvin smiled.

 "Have you told Orion?"

 "Not yet. Shall I go now?"

 "No, no. Let me tell him. Thank you, Metry, for the information." Metry nodded her head and turned heading northeast. Elvin smiled and made his way to Orion's house.

 Orion had not slept over the night. He had no need to, and had casted a spell to let the screams of the night past him without his hearing. Doria had not come home last night and that hadn't worried him, it was the fact that Titania was going to have her last child after the triplets. Something in him told him that this last child was not going to turn out exactly right. This boy as it was so prophesied gave Orion the feeling that he would not be loyal to their lord and cause many problems. The thoughts left him as he saw Elvin approach.

 "Good Morn, brother! How goes you?" Orion called.

 Elvin smiled, "Well, very well my dearest brother."

 "And how's that?"

 "Well, I have some bad news brother." Elvin said with a smile of sadness.

 "What is it?" Orion asked with worry.

 "It seems that Lady Titania's last child is, well, supposed to take your place as trickster." Elvin said. Orion laughed.

 "Impossible! I'm Oberon's favorite. I always will be. He said that someday I will be forever remembered in the stars."

 "Because of your death, brother."

 "Death?"

 Elvin nodded sadly, "This new boy will kill you for his place." For a moment Orion looked nervous, then he smiled and let out a short laugh.

 "No one would dare kill me, besides, what of Mera?" Orion asked.

 "We tell no one of your death, not even Mera." Elvin said fearfully. Orion nodded.

 "I'll check around."

 Pixie land was actually a green bush on the edge of a vacated cliff and as Orion approached it he could hear the giggling and gossip of the pixies that inhabited the place. He sighed as he stood before the bush, then with a deep breath he called out,

 "Hello, Counsel." The pixie gossip counsel popped up from the bush. There were five in all.

 "What is it that you wish to know?" the head of the counsel, Alexandrite, said.

 "Of Titania's son. Tell me about him." The pixie's giggled.

 "It is said that he will be the ultimate trickster." Alexandrine said. Orion mentally sighed. He had to keep his calm around these pixies. The counsel was blue, purple, pink and yellow. Alexandrite had purple hair, Alexandrine had yellow, Alexandretta had blue and Alexandra had pink. The gossip counsel could not give you certain information if you didn't remember them right.

 "And that you shall be no more." Alexandra said with what sounded like a demonic voice.

 "But what does that mean? Will I be killed by this new_child?" Alexandretta laughed and everyone looked at her.

 "Robin Goodfellow will not be able to kill a soul. But he shall be king of Avalon one day and all the Dylucae of the world will once again be able to reclaim their land and live in harmony with the Fae. He will marry a Dylucian queen and together they shall rule the world. Humans worry about the Second Coming of the Lord, but they are really worrying about the day when Puck, the Almighty shall conquer Oberon." Alexandretta said.

 "What should I do?" Orion asked worriedly.

 "Join Talyus until you find out about Doria's secret, and then lead a boat full of fae to the mortal world. The stars will guide you Orion, and you shall be numerous with them." Alexandra finished. Orion nodded and everyone just_disappeared.

 

 Sugar laughed as Oriana approached the small group of Dylucae.

 "And what is so funny, Sugar?" Oriana asked with a small smile. The cut on her forehead was better than the last time Sugar had seen it.

 "Oh, nothing my lady Oriana. Just that we have found that Titania has given birth to her triplets, well, four days ago, then she turns around and gets pregnant with her last child." Sugar responded to her queen. Oriana looked a bit confused.

 "What is so funny about that?"

 "Let's face it Oriana," Enlight, a mainly yellow dyluce, said, "You're pregnant, Titania's pregnant, and as legend has it, one of Titania's sons will marry a Dyluce queen. Your child and Titania's will marry, when they're older, of course." Enlight finished.

 Oriana smiled and sighed.

 "And you believe such legends and myths?" Oriana asked. The group of Dylucae nodded.

 "Yes. Why not? Cultures are built around legends and myths. In fact, this legend has been passed down since...well, since Queen Morgana ruled the land, and she was the first human/ fae hybrid to rule Avalon. In fact, the Oracles have predicted it." Bib said, another in the Dyluce group.

 "Which oracles?"

 "The one at Delphi and Cyprus, and more Oracles are predicting it everyday." Sugar replied. Oriana sighed.

 "Why do I feel as if something bad will happen with this marriage?"

 "Nothing will, you're suppose to have the most gorgeous child." Metry responded.

 "Next to Moon Light Star, of course." Bib added.

 "But Moon Light Star is a fable." Doria said with amazement. It was true. Moon Light Star was as famous as Morgana Le Fey. Legends, fables, myths, and rumors surrounded the two.

 Oriana shrugged. "I do not believe in such things." Oriana said as she turned to walk away.

 For the first time in four days, Metry piped up and said, "As you shouldn't Queen Oriana. It is said that when the children are born, all Dylucae will be destroyed." An air of suspense and horror arose from the small group.

 

 Orion smiled as he approached Elvin and Doria.

 "There you two are. I've been looking for you." Orion said with a smile. Elvin and Doria looked at each other nervously. Did he know?

 "Should I leave, brother?" Elvin asked tensely. Orion shook his head.

 "No. I would like to talk to the both of you. You both belong to Talyus, correct?" The two nodded fearfully.

 "Good, good." Orion said as he closed his eyes and nodded. He opened them and continued, "Because I would like to join Talyus." Doria and Elvin looked surprised.

 "You want to join Talyus?" Elvin asked. Orion nodded and the two smiled.

 "Well, welcome to the club...Orion." Elvin said, evil playing in his voice.

 The months passed, Orion happily joined Talyus and his soon over throwing of Oberon. The Dylucae learned and smiled as their queen announced that she was pregnant, and with a girl no less. The Isle watched as Metry was the first Dyluce to have a miscarriage. The pixies rejoiced in the good news of the soon to be heir of the Dylucae, and all of Avalon watched as Titania's womb grew with her son. Then, one day, Titania gave birth to the last of the second generation and the Isle heard the great cry from Oberon.

 "My son, Robin Goodfellow, the all mighty Puck, has been born!"