pearl fey. (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spiritpearls) wrote2015-03-06 01:06 am
spiritpearls) wrote2015-03-06 01:06 am
Entry tags:
pearl's dilemma.
A coin, a tiny little coin. How could such a tiny thing hurt anyone? But to Pearl, it was a ticking time bomb. Tick, tick, tick. Use it now, or use it never.
Mia and Maya Fey. Her cousins, her beloved cousins. Mia was young, brash but optimistic. She wanted Dahlia Hawthorne dead, and didn't want anyone else to die. Maya was silly, kind and gentle. She didn't want anyone to vote, she wanted people to find another way. Find a way out. But no one did.
Pearl Fey watched as people placed their votes for Diego Armando and Simon Blackquill. It was unanimous, save for a missing vote. Armando and Blackquill would die.
No one knew that there was a ticking coin bomb in Pearl's pocket that could overturn the vote.
Even Pearl couldn't have predicted the outcome, when the badger had come out of the mirror and placed the coin in her hand. She thought, I can use this to protect Maya, or Mia, or Trucy, whoever I need to. Protect those she loved if they came up in the oust vote. Use it on someone else, someone she didn't love as much. Snuff out their life for people who were hers.
Or she could not use it at all, let the minds of her peers decide who would die. Let the vote be the decider, instead of a soft-hearted little girl.
"We...have to assume that they're being affected by, like...magic." Trucy had said. The bad badgers, who said they were bad people? The mirror badger thought they were all criminals, after all. What if the bad badgers were good people who had been changed or possessed to do cruel things, like murder? And then, "If it were me, I'd want you to kill me, Pearls. I wouldn't want to hurt you." Pearl felt the same as Trucy. If she were a bad badger, she'd want someone to stop her, end her life before she ended someone else's
But what if Mia and Maya were bad badgers? They refused to vote, distracted from discussing them. Why would they do that...? (Because they were good, optimistic and kind, a small voice in her head tried to reason, but went ignored.) A bad badger would do that, wouldn't they. Meanwhile, Armando and Blackquill were begging for votes. A bad badger wouldn't do that, would they.
If one were to peer into the mind of Pearl Fey's mind that day, they would have found a swirl of chaos. Dark, twisting chaos. Mia and Maya, what if they're bad badgers? Pearl hated the thought, tried so hard to banish it. Find another answer. But the mind is a faulty, fickle thing. It picks and picks at a thing until the soul is clouded with daggers.
She placed her vote for Team Phantom, for Diego Armando and Simon Blackquill. She stepped into the hall of bedrooms, all adorned with names that were not theirs. Hers was the room of Morgan Fey, of her mother who she had thought kind but had instead been selfish and cruel. "You'd never hurt anyone, not even someone like Dahlia. You're a good kid." Maya had said that, to reassure her when it was Maya who was on the list of those accused today.
But what if it wasn't true? What if everyone thought her kind, but was wrong? "Morgan Fey hate other Fey. Maybe kill them?" said the badger, when he'd given her the forsaken little coin. It was true, that was what her mother would do. She would kill Maya and Mia, just to see her own daughter became the Master. Pearl had been horrified by the thought, though. She could never hurt those she loved, and had told the badger that "I don't hate the other Fey. I love Mystics Mia and Maya very much. I don't want them to get hurt."
Pearl, more than anything, didn't want Mia and Maya to get hurt. Not their bodies, not their souls.
Their souls is what she decides to save. In her swirl of twisted thoughts, she thought, The only way to save them is to kill them. Free them from the magic that was causing them to be bad badgers, to kill the innocent. Smaller, deeper in her mind beyond the chaos where she couldn't hear it was the thought, Unless they're not bad at all but it was too late.
Pearl places the coin in front of the Redd White door, the room of Mia and Maya. Named for Mia's killer. Original killer, now, because isn't Pearl the killer of Mia Fey? It's to save them, she tells herself as she leaves the coin behind and slip into her own room. The room of a woman who would be proud, right now. She can almost imagine Morgan Fey looking down on her and saying "You've done a good thing, my precious daughter. You've done good." She hates herself more as she climbs into bed, tears already beginning to spill.
She doesn't sleep. It's impossible to sleep. Mia and Maya are going to murdered tonight. She couldn't sleep the night before, with the coin sitting on her nightstand. She might not ever sleep again, she thinks as she stares up at the ceiling.
Glass breaks. Someone screams. A thud. Pearl stops breathing, her heart hammering against her ribcage. What have I done...?
Frozen, she doesn't move for a long moment. When she does, it feels slow. Sluggish. Glacial. She pushes off her covers. Swings her feet to the floor. Walks to the door, and opens it with a trembling hand.
Everyone expects to find Diego Armando and Simon Blackquill dead. Only Pearl knows that they have been spared that fate, by her hand. The hand that killed Mia and Maya Fey, with a tiny ticking bomb.
Mia and Maya Fey. Her cousins, her beloved cousins. Mia was young, brash but optimistic. She wanted Dahlia Hawthorne dead, and didn't want anyone else to die. Maya was silly, kind and gentle. She didn't want anyone to vote, she wanted people to find another way. Find a way out. But no one did.
Pearl Fey watched as people placed their votes for Diego Armando and Simon Blackquill. It was unanimous, save for a missing vote. Armando and Blackquill would die.
No one knew that there was a ticking coin bomb in Pearl's pocket that could overturn the vote.
Even Pearl couldn't have predicted the outcome, when the badger had come out of the mirror and placed the coin in her hand. She thought, I can use this to protect Maya, or Mia, or Trucy, whoever I need to. Protect those she loved if they came up in the oust vote. Use it on someone else, someone she didn't love as much. Snuff out their life for people who were hers.
Or she could not use it at all, let the minds of her peers decide who would die. Let the vote be the decider, instead of a soft-hearted little girl.
"We...have to assume that they're being affected by, like...magic." Trucy had said. The bad badgers, who said they were bad people? The mirror badger thought they were all criminals, after all. What if the bad badgers were good people who had been changed or possessed to do cruel things, like murder? And then, "If it were me, I'd want you to kill me, Pearls. I wouldn't want to hurt you." Pearl felt the same as Trucy. If she were a bad badger, she'd want someone to stop her, end her life before she ended someone else's
But what if Mia and Maya were bad badgers? They refused to vote, distracted from discussing them. Why would they do that...? (Because they were good, optimistic and kind, a small voice in her head tried to reason, but went ignored.) A bad badger would do that, wouldn't they. Meanwhile, Armando and Blackquill were begging for votes. A bad badger wouldn't do that, would they.
If one were to peer into the mind of Pearl Fey's mind that day, they would have found a swirl of chaos. Dark, twisting chaos. Mia and Maya, what if they're bad badgers? Pearl hated the thought, tried so hard to banish it. Find another answer. But the mind is a faulty, fickle thing. It picks and picks at a thing until the soul is clouded with daggers.
She placed her vote for Team Phantom, for Diego Armando and Simon Blackquill. She stepped into the hall of bedrooms, all adorned with names that were not theirs. Hers was the room of Morgan Fey, of her mother who she had thought kind but had instead been selfish and cruel. "You'd never hurt anyone, not even someone like Dahlia. You're a good kid." Maya had said that, to reassure her when it was Maya who was on the list of those accused today.
But what if it wasn't true? What if everyone thought her kind, but was wrong? "Morgan Fey hate other Fey. Maybe kill them?" said the badger, when he'd given her the forsaken little coin. It was true, that was what her mother would do. She would kill Maya and Mia, just to see her own daughter became the Master. Pearl had been horrified by the thought, though. She could never hurt those she loved, and had told the badger that "I don't hate the other Fey. I love Mystics Mia and Maya very much. I don't want them to get hurt."
Pearl, more than anything, didn't want Mia and Maya to get hurt. Not their bodies, not their souls.
Their souls is what she decides to save. In her swirl of twisted thoughts, she thought, The only way to save them is to kill them. Free them from the magic that was causing them to be bad badgers, to kill the innocent. Smaller, deeper in her mind beyond the chaos where she couldn't hear it was the thought, Unless they're not bad at all but it was too late.
Pearl places the coin in front of the Redd White door, the room of Mia and Maya. Named for Mia's killer. Original killer, now, because isn't Pearl the killer of Mia Fey? It's to save them, she tells herself as she leaves the coin behind and slip into her own room. The room of a woman who would be proud, right now. She can almost imagine Morgan Fey looking down on her and saying "You've done a good thing, my precious daughter. You've done good." She hates herself more as she climbs into bed, tears already beginning to spill.
She doesn't sleep. It's impossible to sleep. Mia and Maya are going to murdered tonight. She couldn't sleep the night before, with the coin sitting on her nightstand. She might not ever sleep again, she thinks as she stares up at the ceiling.
Glass breaks. Someone screams. A thud. Pearl stops breathing, her heart hammering against her ribcage. What have I done...?
Frozen, she doesn't move for a long moment. When she does, it feels slow. Sluggish. Glacial. She pushes off her covers. Swings her feet to the floor. Walks to the door, and opens it with a trembling hand.
Everyone expects to find Diego Armando and Simon Blackquill dead. Only Pearl knows that they have been spared that fate, by her hand. The hand that killed Mia and Maya Fey, with a tiny ticking bomb.