About Faeys and Fertillia.

Just as the brunette and her special tattoo pop into your head, you see a familiar mantle swoosh around a corner into an alley, followed by a tall person in a black robe. You park the car on the side of the road and cross the street before entering the alley too. The alley seem to be a dead end as you see the woman standing backwards against some boxes, yelling "Please, don't! Stay away, don't touch me! I can't have you take me back again! I can't!!!" while the black figure forcefully pulled down her clothing covering her chest, revealing her pink tatoo, then nodded. He then holds her chin up, through her weak struggling and her even more alarming pleas of desisting. From within his robe, he pulled wat looked like a lightbar which he held in front of her eyes.

The girl now really started to show fear and as the robed person put on the device, green light shone directly into her eyes. This seemed to affect her resistance and the longer her eyes were **** to look into the light, the weaker she became, her pleas devolving into weak, disjoint words Having seen enough, you looked around you for something swingable, settling on a heavy metl pipe to swing against the robed person's head. With a satisfying "bonk" sound, the robed person got hit and sink onto their knees, loosing the woman, which you grab before she falls to the ground. The moment you look at her, you instantly are blown away again by her natural beauty.

You see her looking at you before she drifts off, hearing another "bonk" when the robed one hits the ground. You quickly pick up the young woman and carry her back to your car. After sitting her in the passenger seat and tighten her seatbelt, you jump in yourself, then carefully and gently drive back to the garage. You hurrily drop off the parts you got from your supplier and tell Carl you have another errant to run. Before Carl can ask what the errant is, you are already driving off the lot. 5 minutes away from the garage sits a rebuilt farmhouse you inherrited from your parents. Located in the middle of nowhere, you loved it as you could work on your car or listen to loud music 24/7 without worrying about neighbours. Gently, you carry the woman to your bedroom and lay her on your bed. Sofly you brush her hair behind her ear, before being surprised by a soft light emanating from the tip of her ears.

The glow gets stronger and stays for 35 minutes before it dims and disappears. You were just hanging around the bedside until she finally starts to stir. You see her sniff new smells, then see the surprise in het face as she slowly stretches and opens her eyes. The moment her focus comes back to her, she jumps up, looks around alarmed and when she sees you, she starts to weep and cry "Please, sir! Don't do that to me! Please set me free again! I don't want that! Everything but that! I beg you!". This surprises and startles you, after which you step back to give her her space and holding your hands in front of you, you say "It's ok! I am not going to do anything to you! I wouldn't dare! Please, calm down! You are safe here!". When she finally starts to do so, you gentle ask her with a friendly smile "Hey, there. What is your name? My name is John". Still nervous, she cautiously uttered "Evvie". "Glad to have met you, Evvie. Where are you from, if I may ask?" you continue.

First, she seems to be assessing you, before she softly says "Fertillia…", looking at how you respond to that. She looks slightly surprised when you continued without raising an eyebrow "The person you were running from, are they also from that place?". Your neutral demeanor seems to open her up a bit easier and she nods "That was a henchman of lord Armaros. He…". You feel something difficult to cross her lips is stuck in her throat, so you just give her time, patiently waiting. She looks to her knees, then to you. Then she looks to the wall and back at you, then sighs.

"As I said, I am from Fertillia. Fertillia was a peaceful realm long ago. My race was called Faey and we were the keepers of the land, as for the land has given us our powers. You see, we have a short lifespan. To make up for that, we can procreate very soon in our lifecycle. Some of us are blessed and can procreate very often too and those offspring are very strong, living a long life. We call these blessed ones princes and princesses. One can recognise the princesses in two ways… one is…by a specific birthmark…" and she uncovers the pink tattoo, "The other is a bit more difficult to spot, but appears when a princess is in heat. Her ears…will…" Evvie pauzes, but you finish her sentence "glow with a light, right?".

Evvie nods, her cheeks slightly blushing, "Right. When procreating during this time, pregnancy is assured. Not only this, but the offspring will be completely healthy and strong, and because of those points, the pregnancy is sped up, letting the princess bare her young faster and more often after each pregnancy. Now, there used to be a fair few princes too, carrying the best seed, but…". Evvie takes another break and you let her as you see her eyes well up a bit. After a bit of fighting of her tears, she continues "I told you the land gives us and we give the land, but in the darkness under the land, something one might call a Dark Faey emerged. Under the lead of lord Armaros, these Dark Faey came up to the surface and wanted to conquer the land and its powers. To do this, they wanted to build an army combining their and our powers. You see, they come straight from the darkness and there are no females of the species. So to combine the strength of darkness and the magica powers of the land, they hunted and killed all our princes, then they…. forces themselves upon….".

Feeling that Evvie was done talking, you wait a bit, before saying "Wow, that is….heavy. I am sorry you have had to go through all that". Evvie nodded, looking at her knees. You continued "So that robed one want to take you back to Fertillia so they could **** you to….". Evvie could sense your issues with speaking about it out loud and smiled a bit, before saying "Yes, that is correct. You see, my sisters and I are one of the most, if not THE most powerful princesses in centuries. Most other princesses are corrupted by the darkness and open themselves up for their capturers, taking pleasure out of the intercourse. Due to some unexplainable event, me and my three sisters were born pure, although from a spoiled Princess, I am told. Needless to say, lord Armaros wanted us for him and his closest compagnions, with me for himself. My sisters somehow found a way to free me from imprissonment, but I dare not think what their current predicament must be".

After this, a silence falls as you try to comprehend everything she just told you. Or even believe her story and origin. Sure, no human's ears light up. But then, implants are not completely out there. But the fear was real. Right? "How did you get here from Fertillia?" you suddenly are wondering. "One of the things we had to protect were portals to other planes of existance. The power of Fertillia had created them. A few million years ago my ancestors had travelled through them and had fraterniced with a compatible species here on this plane. We do quite look alike, don't we, as species? This way of spreading our genes went wrong on another plane and as such, any more use of the portals and meddeling with life on other planes was prohibited. The fear of repurcussions when using the portal runs deep, certainly nowadays, with lord Armaros as supreme leader, continuously producing more offspring via Princesses. See, not only does he wants to dominated my people, he wants to conquer other planes too. Therefore he is bolstering a strong army through us Princesses. Coming here was a bad decision, as it could trigger a premature invasion into your realm……., but….but….I did not know where else to go.".

The thought of an alien invasion lets a cold chill run over your spine. "Wow. Ok. Well, what may come, comes. I can't fault you for wanting to escape what sounds like a living hell. So, what are the abilities of your people? What powers can we expect the invaders to use when they want to subdue us?" you ask. Evvie nods, then replies "Luckily, we don't differ that much physically. Our initial magic prowess is to strengthen the land and heal it. Our joining with Dark Faey mostly enhances the strength, agility and regenerative abilities of our offspring. They are not invincible, though quite hard to kill. Those particular powerful offspring, that would have been a Princess if not tainted by befouled essence, have limited telekinetic prowess. Though I heard Armoras has been trying to enhance these would-be Princesses through horrifying and hellish ways, next to the strictvand intens indoctrination our offspring already experience".

After listening, you think a bit and then respond with "It might be a very good thing that you escaped to our plane, if I am correct. It seems from the lone pursuer they sent after you, that they either don't expect much resistance from us or that they will go for a more undercover approach, maybe infiltrate into my civilisation before striking. Armoras seem to be careful with his approach or isn't ready yet, so your coming here with this information might give us an edge. Either way, we seem to have some time, so we have to figure out what to do from here on out.".