Nasty Pixie Tale – Again.

I should be working on NaStySumo but before that, I wanted to get this chapter out of my system, lol. It’s been in my head for weeks… J

Enjoy guys.

Alyss

Nasty Pixie Tale Part 11

When Alyssa approached the ship again, she was a lot more cautious, coming at it from above instead of below and making sure that nobody saw her. Her landing wasn’t exactly graceful as she knocked the wind out of herself for the second time that day, but the blimp was soft and – after a moment’s consideration, she decided that she had made it undetected. Keeping her wings tightly wrapped around her, Alyssa crawled forward to the edge of the blimp, using the ropes that held it to the ship to get as close to the edge as she could.

“Darned ugly to!” she heard a high pitched voice that could only belong to Jenn. “Stupid flying monkey. If it comes at us again I’ll have to move quickly. It’s huge, much bigger than the last ones! I don’t think poking out an eye will stop this one.”

There was a pause and then a gentle, “Oh dear. I had hoped that it would be sufficient to scare them off but I had been mistaken. How do you suggest we carry on from here?”

The pixie’s reply was lost on Alyssa as the blimp jerked in a sudden breeze, almost making her lose her grip. Gasping, she quickly pushed her way back up to the top of the ship and stood up, puzzled by Jenn’s words. “Flying monkey?” she muttered. “I’m not a flying…” She reached up to run her hand through her hair but realized suddenly that she still wore the mask.

“Ag stupid,” she berated herself and reached back to pull it off. “Of course they won’t…”

She ducked suddenly, spurred to movement by instincts much older than she was, and felt something burn across her arm, a faint humming sound her only warning. “Come back for more eh?!” Alyssa heard as she tried to see her assailant. “I’m not going to hold back this time!”

Shouting protest, Alyss just managed to see the bright light of flying pixie again before it came at her. “Wait!” She yelled as she ducked again, holding up her hands in defence. “Wait just…” Jenn was moving too quickly, the moonlight glinting dangerously from her tiny pixie sword. “Bloody well Jenn!”

If the NaSty heard her, she didn’t let on but continued coming at her, clearly aiming for her face, shouting profanities as only a pixie could. Struggling to maintain her balance, Alyssa desperately tried to shield her face from the pixie. She tried to catch her, but the effort earned her another burning cut across her palm to join the one on her arm. Fumbling, feeling as if she was assaulted by the killer fly from Mars, Alyssa backed up several steps and quite suddenly lost her footing, falling backwards off of the blimp. Momentarily forgetting about her wings, Alyssa gave a loud yell and threw her arms around wildly, trying to catch something to break her fall. She managed to grab a hold of a rope and the momentum swung her into the ship where she landed on the deck in a jumble of wings, limbs and attacking pixie.

“Uncle uncle uncle!” Alyssa yelled as she got off of her wings so that she could fold them around her. “I surrender! Jenn I surrender!”

“It’s a trick,” the pixie said fiercely. “Careful Suzanne!”

A heavy, cold pressure rested on Alyssa’s shoulder, forcing her to look up slowly.

“If you can grasp what I say, I advice you not to move too quickly,” Suzanne said coldly. “Unless you would like me to sever your head from your shoulders.”

The cold touch came from a long thin steel blade that Suzanne held in her hand, it’s edge shifting to touch Alyss’s throat as she looked up. She could tell immediately by the way the young woman held it that she knew how to use it. Jenn was flying above her shoulder, her wings a bright red colour.

It made quite a sight, one she would’ve appreciated if she wasn’t at the wrong end of a sword.

“Speak your peace demon,” Suzanne said and applied more pressure to the blade. “Why are you attacking us?”

Alyssa swallowed, fighting her instinctive urge to move away from the blade. “I’m not a demon,” she said slowly. “Please, I ah… am quite fond of my head exactly where it is.” She swallowed and spared a glance at Jenn. “I am going to remove my mask…” She started to sit up so that she could use her arms but Suzanne shifted in a way that told her the petite woman wasn’t comfortable with her movement. “Or you can take it off if you want.” Alyssa added quickly. “I won’t hurt you. I just need you to see me.”

There was a pause as the two armed women glanced at each other. “Who are you?” Jenn demanded from her position just above Suzanne’s shoulder. “Why are you attacking us?”

Alyssa took a steadying breath and swallowed. “I wasn’t attacking you,” she said, still keeping her voice slow and level. “My name’s Alyssa. You might know me.” Please please please know me…

Again the two women glanced at each other. Slowly, after making sure to give her a look that warned her not to try anything, Jenn approached her and grabbed the mask on top of her head, pulling back with all her strength. When the close fitting material slipped free of her face, Alyssa couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief and looked up at the woman holding her at sword point.

“Hello Suzanne,” she said and smiled with what she hoped was a friendly smile as she brushed an offending blond strand of hair out of her face. “Ah… Nice dress… And goggles.”