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Genevieve Background Story

The mice rushed through the garden, leaping over the ripe tomatos , wriggling through the vines and leapt the cabbage heads crawling through the carrot sprouts. There was a large flower bed pinned against the white picket fence that stood tall around that yellow house.

The mice hop scotched across the cobblestone path to the blue bells that were scattered about the flower bed. The mice had scratched and pushed against the stems before the delicate ringing slipped through the air. Creating an orchestra around them, the wind sweeping the fallen petals off the cobblestone as the wind-chimes seeped a lovely song and the birds sang their lovely tune, it all combine creating a song for the faries.

It wasn't that much longer and the tulips tipped , the daisies popped and the roses bloomed faries slipped from the petals their iridescent wings fluttering on the wind as their small bodies had joined in a ring, the grass had seemed to brighten and mushrooms popped up for them to settle down on the squishy tops. One in particular had a crown and a staff.

The queen of the faries she settled on her mushroom throne and peered over the jittery crowd. " Ahem.. settle down settle down " her high pitched voice seemed to ring over the ears of the others and they had all calmed down.

Excitement ran through their sugar filled veins as they all knew what was to come. " Mr and Mrs. Waters" she spoke lightly , the two standing before the court. " You two are about to have your life changed , the mice heard the baby is to be born any second. Meaning your babe will be born any moment " bowing her head as her little crown had slipped slightly she giggled and pushed it back up to settle upon the long blonde locks.

With that the screams of horrid pain left the house, the woman inside was dripping pearls of dew giving birth to Genevieve Ann Waters as a new bud had sprouted within the fairy garden. The baby squealed with crys before there was silence.

Everyone had held their breath before the joyous sound of laughter left the open window and that laugh broke into millions of pieces. They had all collected in the bud that had just sprouted, the purple bud glowing like the sun , the fairy court had rushed to circle the flower as if they hadn't seen this happen dozens of times before.

There was instant chatter and as the glow died down the petals of that purple bloom peeled open and inside laid a baby fairy with long red curls and wet limp wings. Genevieve Ann Waters the fairy was just born her purple orbs peeling over to look at the crowd.

Growing up Genevieve was taught the fairy law, how to act what to say she was molded into fairy culture Vieve was now a woman and no matter how many times she reached the edge of the flower bed before she was drug back to the court.

" Genevieve Ann this will be the last time I tell you, you cannot leave the flower bed. " another court member stepped in " If you cannot learn your place young lady we will be forced to take your wings" Vieve almost gasped she had never been threatened with such a harsh threat.

Her now mature purple hues seeped to peirce the court member like she was slicing through their small body. Just about to belt out her opinion on the matter at hand though before she could the queen had stepped up and with a little wave of her finger it felt like Genevieve's voice was stuck in her throat.

Choking on the words she had grasped at her throat her purple gown fluttered in a fit as she had moved, starting to back away there was no way she would stay not with how the court ruled. No one saw the brainwashing as they all fell in line. Genevieve turned rushing through the stems and vines that were in her way it wasn't until there was a sharp pain in her back that a scream slipped from her small vocals there was a symbol burned into the middle of her back, at the nape of her neck between her shoulder blades.

It was like a curse that binded her wings within her back. Leaning on the stem she painted harshly before she rushed through she could feel the hot tears slipping down her milky skin, her body fighting and clawing as she finally reached the edge this time there was no looking back.

There was no thought she jumped expecting her wings to sprout but there was nothing the girl fell the small body crashing to the grass, everything was hazy before she had blinked harshly blacking out.

" Hey you girl! " the thick irish accent slipped through as a woman about the same age of Genevieve had rushed to her side. Vieve wasn't so small anymore but a woman the size of 5'4 , her head ached as she seemed to shift slowly opening her eyes she was started there was a human.

Yelping out she stiffened up sitting straight up as she scooted back then looked at herself as she squeaked once more. Genevieve's back was pressed to the picket fence her chest was pumping as the blood rushed through her veins she looked panicked.

Though she looked expensive and exotic her red curls draping down her back as she wore a flowy purple gown in her hair were the same flowers she was born out of. Staring back at the woman she finally nodded and stood up to her feet she had dusted herself off offering a hand to the woman " Hello, I am Genevieve... Genevieve Ann" she stopped , this woman was her baby.. the baby that birthed her with her laugh in the yellow house all grown up.

" Hey! My name is Genevieve Ann too!" the woman laughed but Vieve herself had started to look a little cold her eyes like daggers and her tone shifting she spoke to her. " I was never here and fairies.. they are real " with that Genevieve had brought her palm to her lips blowing into the center.

Fairy dust appeared , flying into the woman's face as she had fallen drowsy right after Genevieve caught the falling body, gently settling her to the grassy bed she had looked around. Thankfully it looked like no one else was home.

The fairy knew the land as the court discussed it with them all over and over again , slowly with wobbily legs she had made her way around the farm house to the stables where the horses were in their stalls.

Genevieve's eyes settled on the pure white stallion that whinnied as she spoke in fairy tongue the horse calmed and bowed his head before Vieve had slowly pulled him from his stall. Saddling the horse she had no idea what she was doing.

Working on pure adrenaline and whim she had climbed up onto the horse with flinging limbs. Grasping the reigns she spoke once more and the pair were off to start her journey.