A figure stood in the road outside the museum. Not human, they could tell that much. Though he wore ripped jeans and a studded leather jacket, the sharp, angular face and pointed ears gave him away. That, and his wild black hair, spiked up like a punk rocker, had neon threads of lightning flickering between the strands. From his stance, it was obvious he was waiting for them.

"An Iron faery," Ash muttered, dropping his hand to his sword. "Do you want me to kill it?"

"Uhm... Not yet... Hold on." She mutters before walking outside, eyes staying on the iron fey the whole time.

(the iron fry...I love it xD)


Ash sighed and took his hand off the sword hilt. "As you wish," he murmured, bowing his head. "I dont like it, but lets see what the Iron faery wants. Though if he makes any threatening move at all, I will cut him down faster than he can blink."

"Oh, good." The Iron fey smiled as she walked up, a cocky, self-confident grin, much like a certain redhead she knew. "You didnt run. I was afraid Id have to chase you through the city streets before we could talk."

(Lol I saw it the second it posted, I swear these typos are gonna be the death of me.)

She nods, "What do you want?"

(No worries, I don't mind. I have typos of my own, soooo)

"Brief and to the point. I like that." The faery smirked. "Fine, allow me to introduce myself, then. My name is Glitch."

Ash was soon standing behind her

"Still not telling me what you want, Glitch." She mutters, crossing her arms as she stares at him.

The grin on his face stretched wider, showing teeth. "I was King Machinas first lieutenant."

Ash drew his sword in a flash of blue light, filling the air with cold. Glitchs eyebrows shot up, but he didnt move, even as the tip of the sword hovered inches from his chest. "You could hear me out instead of jumping to conclusions," he offered.

"Keep talking." She says.

"Im here," Glitch said, "because I want the false king stopped as much as you do. In case you havent heard, princess, the war with Iron isnt going so well. Oberon and Mab have united to stop the false king, but their armies are slowly being crushed. The wyldwood grows smaller every day, as more and more territory is absorbed into the Iron Kingdom, expanding the false kings realm. He needs only one more thing to be completely unstoppable."

She frowns, "And that is ?"