When Encre moved to Underville, she wanted a fresh start. She was a young French artist, and planned to paint for the royal family! But, sadly, things don't always turn out as we plan. Sometimes, we must make mistakes before we make good decisions...
Encre POV ____________________________________ A translator?
"Why?" I asked, curious.
"So I can understand what you are saying. It'll just make things a bit easier. And don't freak out, but it's someone from the village..."
"Who?"
"You'll see! But first, I want you to try something on." She said excitedly.
She disappeared into her room for a couple minutes and came out with a dress.
"I got this a while ago, but it was never really my style, but I think you'll love it!" She exclaimed.
I took it and went to my room. Trying it on, I realized how much I liked it. It was comfy, too. When I stepped back out, Celeste squealed and said,
"Oh my stars I LOVE IT!" (This is what the dress looks like)
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I was a bit embarrassed by her over the top reaction as anyone would be.
"Now, come on! The translators here!" She said.
I wonder who it is?
Fallacy POV ____________________________________ I was hunting in the woods when something seemed... off. I walked around a bit until I saw them. Some of Lunars, the werewolf king and Celestes horrod beother, troop walking towards the trees.
Screw what Celeste says. She IS staying with me. I don't care how much she protests. And as for the mortal, Jasper and I shall just have to control ourselves.
I sprouted my wings and flew over to Celeste's house. I knocked on the door and said quickly but firmly,
"Celeste, your staying with me."
"No, I'm not." She stated.
"And why is that?" I growled.
"Fallacy, you might've been able to boss me around like that when I was a kid, but not now. I REFUSE to go." She snapped.
"You don't understand, Celeste. I saw some of Lunar's army walking close to the village. He's getting closer every day. Felicia would KILL me if I let you stay here. So, you ARE coming with me, whether you like it or not."
She looked surprised, and then said,
"Fine. I'll come, but what about Encre? You and Jasper are both vampires, how would that work?"
"We would control ourselves."
"Could you give me an hour or two to pack?"
"Sure." I replied, as I sprouted my wings and flew off.
Encre POV ____________________________________ Celeste came back from the door with a scared face.
"Well have to postpone the translator..." she said worriedly.
"What wrong?" I asked in my broken English.
"My brother... he's getting closer to the village.... he'll kill us." She muttered, looking desperate.
"Were both going to stay with Fallacy for now." She said.
"Ok..."
She whizzed past me and began packing. After she was done, she had a few suitcases. Sighing, she said,
"I'll have to call a meeting.."
Stepping outside, she beckoned for me to wait on the porch. Leaping up onto a tall structure, she let out a howl. A crowd quickly gathered around the bottom of the rock quickly.
"Lunar is nearing," Cries of terror raised from the crowd "And I am leaving." Vigour cries, Cries of anger. "You can't!" "Don't leave us!" People begged. Celeste gave another howl, silencing them.
"I am leaving, and I suggest you do the same. Until we're sure this place is safe, we can't stay here." She stated.
After that, the crowd ran away, scuttling to their own respective houses to pack. Sighing, Celeste hopped down.
"Lets go." She said, heading off towards the woods.
"Isn't Fallacy come?" I asked, remembering the vampires name.
"Yes, but I'd rather go now." She said anxiously.
Instead of heading straight to the woods, she veered right a bit. A stable came into view.
"We can take horses." She said, stepping to the third door down.
Inside was a creamy brown colored horse. Softly it whinnied as Celeste put her bags in a pack on its side and then mounted it.
"Well, come on!" She said hastily, holding a hand down for me.
The second I took it, she pulled me up and slapped the reins on the horse. And we were off.
