Daffodil pulled her waist-length soft hair into a pink bun.
She had just finished setting the washed dishes into the cupboard.
She looked around the house a little lost on what to do next.
Laundry?
She was familiar with a few things that required doing when you lived in a human household.
She rummaged through a few shelves and then the fridge. There was enough food in stock for a few days.
Holding onto the Dream Acorn that formed a bracelet around her wrist, she sighed. She knew she was being a burden.
Daryl and Beryl looked so close and friendly and now, they had to deal with a complete stranger staying with them and eating their food with no idea when she would leave.
With a determined expression, the young half-fairy stalked to the window of the kitchen.
Strong shafts of sunlight slanted in and Daff settled on the floor.
Closing her eyes, she stayed completely still and let her body bathe in the warmth.
A few calming breaths and her wings slowly vanished. Not invisible but definitely gone, nowhere in sight but her body felt a lot heavier to her than before.
Opening her eyes, Daffodil flexed her shoulder blades realising the weight of the wings had shifted to the bones of her human body.
She stood up and walked around the room, feeling her body slowly get used to the slight weight it felt.
Thoughts of the last ever time she had ever hidden her wings sent shivers down her spine.
Shaking her head, Daffodil took quick steps to the door to get her shawl.
She would step out and walk around the street.
Looking for jobs was not a burden she would give her new friends.
Professor Dorothy walked up and down the corridor, an annoyed look on her face.
That Abel boy was working her last nerve.
She cursed under her breath.
Being a Half-Myth came with lots of prices and most Half-Myths married a regular human to end the cycle.
Dorothy Hagglin was born to a gorgeous Half-Myth and his human wife. She had always found the Mythological World fascinating and had accompanied her father to many of his gatherings.
As the years had gone by, she’d spoken with more and more of them until she’d understood enough of the hierarchy of the mythological creature world.
Things weren’t as sunny as it seemed from the outside.
There were powerful clans and weak, happy-go-lucky species and Dorothy Hagglin was determined to land a good position in their tiny society.
She was determined to find a place of power in the mythological community and escape the world of humans where she wasn’t the royalty she would love to be.
Walking through a dark alley, a man with dark brown hair came to a stop right before entering a street.
Very few people walked outside and he stayed hidden in the shadows.
He had broad shoulders and a toned back. Small stubble grew on his chin and he had startling blue eyes.
He glanced around at the humans again before stepping back further into the shadows.
Sighing, he ran a hand over his curved elf ear.
Betting no one would notice his ear when he walked past them was only slightly risky but Damon would stab him to death if he dared take it.
He sighed.
It was hard enough walking around in broad daylight. Now, the men had asked that he walk into a school with a high percent of Half-Myths to make a list.
The elf in the shadows rolled his eyes.
Associating with humans or any of the Half-myths would be the lowest points of life but that was probably why he had been chosen to do it anyway.
He had the most charisma of the group of Half-Myth hunters and it was always difficult to say what he really felt or thought about any situation.
He had been given a powerful solution that would allow him to hide his elf ears for a period of time and also, a Fairy Item that allowed him to hide his scent and mask it with that of a Half-Myth.
Walking into the University a few hours ago had overwhelmed him.
He had to leave to gather his bearings.
Humans were... a lot more self-sufficient than he had thought.
The Elf felt his throat choke up in horror at the thought.
Making acquaintances with the humans or protecting them was not harmful but starting families with them was too dangerous. Ther were too many uncertainties and almost every Half-Myth was a walking evidence of the existence of the Mythological world.
There weren’t many of them but the number had grown a little too comfortably in the last few years.
The Half-Myths were just not equipped to exist.
They could not fit in perfectly in either world and had to struggle to really fit in anywhere.
They lacked the strength and physical prowess to live entirely among the Full-Myths and needed too much nourishment of various sorts to properly conceal their few mythological traits to be able to live with the humans.
Speaking of the humans, the Elf growled in annoyance.
The thought of returning to their university annoyed him.
They had had shelves and shelves of books that had intrigued him but the scent of so many humans and slight traces of Half-Myths had confused his senses.
What was concerning, however, was that there was clearly more than one Half-Myth at the university and the Elf was determined to make a note of all of them.
Looking over at the street, he began to make a mental plan.
A flash of pink caught his eye and he glanced over to see a petite girl with a messy, pink bun walk across the street, a soft cream shawl curled around her neck.
He almost looked away before his eyes locked on a tiny accessory that caused him to take a long, laboured breath: a Dream Acorn.
Professor Theodore walked along the corridor to his next class.Abel had asked to see him that morning but hadn’t showed up at the library.The tall professor sighed.The boy probably didn’t harbour any feelings of guilt about it either.He was always so quiet and completely inaccessible sometimes.Professor Theodore had had an unusual amount of trouble getting Abel to open up when they’d first met but now, the two were incredibly close.Most of Abel’s story was still unknown to Theodore but now and then, Abel opened up with a throng of feelings and stories before clamping up again. He didn’t even seem to consciously process how closed off he was.Theodore glanced into one of the classrooms as he walked by.Being a Half-Myth himself, he mostly understood how lonely most of their kind could feel but Abel and Ethan seemed like they were in more distressing positions than most others
Theodore sat at a table in the large library.Sunlight slanted in through the windows behind him, his shoulders and the back of his head slowly growing warm with their attention.He had a few blank sheets of paper out in front of him and a stack of books at his side.He’d sent word to the boys to come see him when their classes ended and now, he waited.The professor hoped he wouldn’t be dragging the boys into something that would kill them. It was sure to be dangerous but he definitely needed their help if he was to try to track down all the Half-Myths in the area to warn them or offer them safety.He looked up at the familiar scent of the two boys entering the library, a fair distance away from where he sat.Abel towered over his blond friend, his body built sturdier and eyes always kept hidden under the hood of his hoodie. The Half-Merman had it in him to be a terrifying swimmer but had chosen not to pursue sw
Beryl looked at Daryl in confusion.What was she dragging them into now?She really hoped her tall friend wasn’t planning on throwing Daffodil into the mess.The pretty professor straightened before placing a hand on her hip, her face annoyed, “Our last librarian had a Masters in Library Science. Think your candidate can match that?”The two gaped.Beryl didn’t know you needed a Degree to be a librarian.“W-well, I’m sure she’ll be better than doing the work all by yourself,” Daryl looked genuinely confused, “How is it a bad idea to hire someone temporarily?”Beryl quickly stepped in when she saw the lady’s face glare, “A temporary help might relieve you is what my friend is saying.”The lady looked very irritated with them and frankly, Beryl was mad at herself.It wasn’t very mature of her to lose her Library Card on the
Daffodil skipped along behind her friends, her heart soaring.Daryl and Beryl were in good spirits as well, laughing away and occasionally turning around to check and make sure Daffodil’s wings weren’t poking out.Daffodil smiled to herself, stomach aflutter with the excitement of a new day and a new experience.She couldn’t believe the girls had actually landed her a job!The thought of meeting new humans and doing things on her own thrilled her.It had been a long time since her last human interaction without her mother by her side and the incident had definitely scarred her and insured her mother forbidding any outings anymore.Daffodil felt a little guilty feeling so happy when her mother and father were probably rather panicked elsewhere.The pretty fairy sighed and straightened the collar of the shirt she was wearing.Temporarily, and for as long as she was around, she would be useful an
Daffodil walked into a massive library. A large empty space lay ahead of her on entering with a large window opposite that bathed the smooth floor with sunlight.The floor began carpeted a little distance to her right and spread on underneath shelves and shelves of books. Only two students sat at a table underneath the large window and Daffodil couldn’t help the feeling of gentle warmth stir in her stomach.Such an expansive place and she would love to manage it for the time she was there.Daryl had said it was a ‘temporary’ job and the petite Half-Fairy hoped she would be able to keep her job for longer than just a few days.Her two friends stood just outside the library, helping a student find a classroom and Daffodil turned around to watch the door, waiting for them to return.She wished she could continue to work in the Library for as long as possible. It had such a serene ambience and was so bright and calm t
Professor Theodore led the way to the desk that backed against a wall, a small doorway leading into a room strewn with papers and books.He glanced around quickly to ensure the pretty lady was still following him.Walking forward, he wondered what he could have said or done that could have made her stiffen up as much as she had.The woman made a beautiful picture with her waist-length pink hair and wonder-filled eyes but she had suddenly shifted to not meeting his gaze with a slight frown pulling at her eyebrows.He stepped to the desk before turning to look at her, pocketing his hands and hoping the small distance he maintained would comfort her.“This will be your workstation,” He gave the young woman the warmest smile he could muster.She looked up at him, her expression seeming to have changed completely.There was a deep sorrow in her eyes and she looked up at him with concern knitting her eyebrows.
Abel walked down the long corridor, stepping quietly and quickly to get to the Library.He had to see the professor before his second class of the day.Lessons were getting interesting but Ethan’s constant whining, about being scared of going to his part-time job following the news of the seventeen Half-Myth murders, had almost given Abel a headache.He wondered if the Half-Myth hunters had gotten to committing anymore crimes since then.He sighed as he went down the stairs.There was very little data on the number or location of Half-Myths.Attributable to how little the Half-Myths were really focussed on in the Mythological Realm. It was almost an uneasy topic to pick up around groups and Abel knew why.The Elf clans harboured intense disdain for the Half-Breeds and most others respected or feared the Elves.Although the Mythological Realm claimed that all the races were equal, most everyone revered the
Daffodil laughed out loud before nodding, “I’ve seen Mermaidens do that!”Abel smiled as he watched her, supporting his chin with his right palm, “How often have you gone to these meetings? I would have liked to have been part of the meetings.”“Oh,” Daffodil paused to think, “Quite a few times, actually. I think Fairies and Merpeople meet up the most.”Abel nodded, a small smile still on his lips, “They do. When I think about it, I’ve spent the most time with my family in the company of Fairies.”Daffodil nodded enthusiastically, “Every Island we’ve visited so far has the most beautiful greenery I’ve ever seen!”Abel made a face, “Merpeople can’t really enjoy greenery. We focus on how the water feels near the land.”“Oh!” Daffodil nodded again, her pink head bobbing up and down, “Of course! Are