Kalana was flying around, she just got back from her friends house. It was late, it started to get dark. She stoped and looked up into the sky. "Wow, how long have I been there?" She continued to fly again. Further in the distance, she saw a shiny rock. "Wow...how beautiful." She thought. But when she touched it, she felt like lighting struck her. "AHH!" She sreamed. There she was, lying on the ground.


((Well, I gotta go so I will check back tommorow!))

Matari stepped from behind a nearby tree. He'd been watching that rock, it hadn't seemed completely normal. And now his suspicions had been confirmed, and, as an added bonus, there was a rather intresting looking sprite lying on the ground nearby. He smirked, then walked towards it, his heavy boots crushing the grass despite his light tread.

He gently lifted the fae in one hand, looking it over with a raised eyebrow.

((I'm assuming you're a small thing. Like a butterfly or something.))

Kalana was on the strange mans hand. She came awoke and opened her eyes. She saw his face. "W-what..?" she was surprised. She flew up. "Your so huge!!What are you, a giant or an ogre?" She looked down. "Why is everything so huge?" She was confused, and rubbed her eyes. Then she looked at her hand, and saw the rock. "The rock....it did something to me...i'm smaller..."

Note: She was human size, like a normal 12 year old, but since she touched that rock, she is smaller. She will unveil her story, fate, and destiny in the future.

"I'm not an ogre." Matari's eyes narrowed. "Do I look like an ogre?" There was a definite look of cruelty on his features, and he brought his hand up quickly to pinch her wings closed.

He held her aloft, his thumb and pointer finger firmly holding both her wings. "Stop flittering about, you're giving me a headache."

She looked at the man, she was scared but tried her hardest not to show. "Oh...I'm sorry Mister..." She looked around. "Can you please let me down? I promise I wont fly around a lot."

I wanna go back home...I wanna see mom.. She looked into the distance to the direction of her house.

Matari made a sound of disgust, and sat down on the grass, carefully dropping the fae onto the grass nearby, though far enough that she wouldn't be as scared, though he made sure she was still within reach. "What are you?"

His eyes narrowed to thin red slits as he eyed the small being. He smirked suddenly, "And don't you know that little children shouldn't talk to strangers?"

She looked at him. "What am I?" She looked at him confused. "What do I look like? I'm a and fairy....well, an angel to be exact. I am also an elf..." She sounded angry, but she was just faking it, she was in a good mood, just trying to physce him out, but would it work?

"Hmm...well will you hurt me? I know that you are a stranger, but you won't hurt me, would you?" She grined, now she was for real. "Of couse...you wouldn't hurt an angel, like you? I see that you have wings too...and just because im smaller doesn't mean you should pick on me, know does it?"

Matari let out a little hiss, eyes narrowing. "I do not call myself an 'angel' of any sort, or even a half-blood." He gave a small snarl. "Those who think anyone will simply leave them alone because they have angellic blood, is a fool." His fingers twitched, and then he rested his fingers on something behind his back, hidden under his wings. "Do you know what lies beneath my wings?" His eyes glittered blood red, and he hissed again. "A scythe. A family heirloom."