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Subject: {ASSM} Bitsy 7
Date: Wed, 20 Jun 2001 10:10:04 -0400
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		VIII  Redemption

Bitsy sat at her desk, she gave a sigh
and rubbed her temples it was good to
be back at oak house.  The afternoon
meeting at Marluxion's lair had not
gone well. Brand had spent the whole
time glowering at Marluxion and Marti`en,
Thank heavens Trink had left Keebler back
at the fairy village.  Not that Trink had
been all that much help, making outrageous
suggestions, like if he got ahold of the
witch with his superior parts, she wouldn't
want WindWhispers anymore.  Virlane and
Trink had thought that so funny, the two
laughed loudly and got glared at by Mar
and Marti`en.  Katrina had stayed at her 
lair with Ravlyr, making the few necessary
changes for Brand's stay.

Marluxion with his tail swishing back and
forth in agitation, finally snapped out
"we are not achieving anything, I think
its time for everyone to leave!"
Bitsy flew over and touched Mar on the
cheek, "are you alright?, Mar"  He said
quietly, so that Brand couldn't hear him,
"I'm worried, my dear, I am afraid for you,
promise if you need help or just need to
talk, you will come to me."  Bitsy hugged
the old dragon, "I promise, Mar"

Marti`en left with Trink, Virlane gave
Brand a look then went to talk to Mar
for a moment.  Brand pulled Bitsy against
his chest and kissed her gently, "be careful,
brat, please, I don't want anything to happen
to you. Come to Virlane's as often as you can,
I expect to be getting regular reports from
your friends. Don't ever forget I love you,
Bitsy fairy"  then he let her go reluctantly,
leaving with Virlane.  Bitsy gave Mar one last
hug and left for oak house.

She took a long soothing bath, then fixed all
her aches and pains, making sure to leave the
bruises and cuts, she wanted WindWhispers to
see them, if she could get him to show up.
Going back to her desk, she sat down again,
wrapped in her robe, she drank a calming
cup of tea, then got down to business.
She wanted it over and done with, so she
could have an idea of what her life was
going to be like.

Looking down at her hands, she concentrated
on WindWhispers, remembering his face from
the last time she had seen him, his voice.
His smile as he looked at her on the treetop.
Finally she felt his aura, just a shimmer,
then it was gone. She concentrated harder,
she said in her mind "WindWhispers, are you
safe? are you alright? a witch told me to
let you go this morning."  she left it at
that, to see if she would get any response.

Very far away, WindWhispers was sitting in
an old chair, watching Phoebe and two of her
minions, rolling around on the bed, he watched
dispassionately, as the threesome went at
each other.  He looked around the dismal
room and brushed dust off his sleeve.
Listening WindWhispers thought he heard
a voice he hadn't thought to ever hear
again frowning he stood up and walked
over to an old scarred table and poured
himself another drink of sour wine.

WindWhispers left the room and went 
outside, he stood on the crumbling 
castles battlement and listened again,
but heard nothing.  Then he heard her
voice, his fingers tightened on the
wall, as her voice washed over his
drink fogged mind.  He turned and
strode back into the room, grabbing
Phoebe by the hair he pulled her off
the pathetic fool laying on the bed,
he slapped her, snarling "you went
near my fairy? did you touch her?"

Phoebe licked the blood off her lip,
and purred at WindWhispers, "have
you decided to play after all? my
pet" he threw her on the floor and
knelt over her, his fingers pulling
cruelly at her hair, "answer me,
bitch, did you touch the fairy."
Her nails slide up his chest and
she smiled evilly at him, "she is
nothing more then a piece of fluff,
why I barely touched her, so pathetic,
such a sniveling creature." Kicking 
her away from him, he left the room
to her sneering laughter.

Bitsy laid her cheek on her folded
hands and closed her eye's for a moment,
she would try again later, then she
felt him. He was standing in front of
her, his amber eyes seemed to glow
in the light from the few candles
she had lit.  She looked at him,
shocked by what she saw, his clothes
were rumpled and dirty, his cheeks
looked sunken in his face, his lips
didn't smile they sneered.  She
smiled and got up from the desk
walking to him, she held out her
hands to him "It's been a long time,
WindWhispers, we've all missed you."

"I seriously doubt that, Bitsy,
but it was nice of you to say." he
sneered.  He took her hands in his,
she almost winced, his hold so tight.
He spread her arms out from her body,
"let me look at you, dearling."
His amber eyes traveled down her
body, then back up again, he looked
into her eyes and sneered "very
nice, you've grown up quite well,
I'm pleased."

She smiled at him "are you?" 
"From what I can see, you will do nicely" 
he grinned but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
He let go of her hands and took ahold of the 
front of her robe, jerking it open before she 
realized what he was going to do.  Bitsy grabbed 
the front of her robe and tried to close it,

WindWhispers took ahold of her  wrists and pulled 
them behind her back, holding them with one hand, 
he once more opened her robe. "It never hurts to see
the whole package, I want to make sure I'm not being 
cheated, I don't want damaged goods, that wouldn't 
do at all" he sneered.

Trying to pull away from him only seemed to make his 
hold on her wrists tighten, so she stood  very still,
the look in his  eye's frightened her.  WindWhispers 
ran his hand down her body, he cupped and squeezed
her breast, then slide his hand down across her belly, 
then inbetween her thighs. Bitsy jerked and twisted her 
hips trying to get away from his hand. "Stop, WindWhispers,
please, don't do this" she cried, he shook his head as
if to clear his thoughts, then looked down at her.  
For a moment Bitsy saw the old WindWhispers in his
eyes, they looked sad and filled with pain. Shoving her
away from him, he was gone.

Bitsy let out a deep breath and leaned back against
the desk. she pulled her robed around her tight and
shivered.  This was not going to be easy, but she 
had seen some part of the old WindWhispers, that
was all she needed to know, that what she was doing
was right.  She had to free him from the witch, no
matter what it took.

Phoebe laughed evilly, as she poured her pet 
another glass of wine, turning her back so he
couldn't see, she slipped some white powder 
into the wine, then stirred it with her finger
until it had dissolved.  Handing WindWhispers
the old chipped glass, she ran her hands down
the insides of his thighs "Did you enjoy your
little Bitsy? You've been very moody the last
few days, what's wrong, wasn't she any good?
Was she frigid? Or perhaps you just need to
train her to your pleasures." 

Glaring at her, WindWhispers grabbed her by
the neck, "I don't ever want to hear her name
come from your filthy lips, you don't know the
meaning of goodness and purity."  Phoebe turned
and bite his wrist drawing blood, she slide her
hand up the front of his breeches, undoing them
she pulles his wrist over his shaft and avidly 
watched the blood drip down, then leaning forward
she licked it off. "and your fairy is so pure?
my pet, you've been made a fool of, she has
lovers, a human, an old dragon, who knows 
perhaps even an elf or two." 
WindWhispers shoved her away from him, she lay
on the floor in front of him rubbing and stroking
her body, "you think I'm lying? Find out for 
yourself then," she sneered, she stood up and
stood in front of him, she thrust her hips in
his face and ground her mound against him.
She laughed to herself "soon the drugs would
take effect and once she had him worked into
a fever pitch, she would send him to his
precious Bitsy."

Snapping her fingers at the two minions sleeping
on the dirty floor, she told them "come play,
my pretties," they crawled over to her and
started to lick and suck on each other as she
watched, walking over, she shoved the one aside
and mounted the other, making sure that her pet
was watching, she could tell from his heavy
breathing and glazed eyes the drugs were starting
to work.  "I wonder if your little fairy enjoys
the ride, or perhaps she prefers to be ridden."
Phoebe tossed a whip at WindWhispers "maybe she
enjoys being chastised for being a whore?'

With a snarl, WindWhispers stood up grabbing the
whip, then he was gone. Phoebe laughed her most
evil wicked laugh, hopefully he would kill the
little bitch. Then she went back to playing 
with her pretties.

Bitsy woke with a startled cry as she was
pulled from her bed, WindWhispers was dragging
her from the bed, she scream as the bite of
the whip across her shoulders sank in, she
tried to squirm away from his grasp, again
and again the whip bit into her, trying to 
stop the pain Bitsy rolled away. Bitsy was just
about to use her blue light, when he threw
the whip across the room. He stood staring
at her, panting.  She looked at his eyes
and was shocked at what she saw, then looking
closer, she realized he was drugged.
Calmly Bitsy walked up to WindWhispers, 
calling his name, he looked down at her
as if not seeing her.  She gently put her
hand on his arm "WindWhispers, let me help
you, I can help you, you just have to let 
me."  She thought she had gotten through
to him, when he suddenly grabbed her by
the throat, "your a whore, just like she
said, your as bad as she is, no your worse
at least she doesn't pretend to be good and
pure."  He ripped her nightgown off, throwing
her down on the floor, WindWhispers kicked her 
onto her stomach.  

Bitsy her blue light glowing, tried to get
up, he laughed wildly "do you think your
pathetic magic will stop me, you whore?"
Bitsy felt her own magic light being battered
by his own magic, made far more powerful
by the drugs.  He grabbed her and shoved
her onto her stomach again, her blue magic 
didn't even seem to phase him as he touched her.
Pulling open his breeches, WindWhispers grabbed
her again, she tried to crawl away from him,
he wrapped her long hair around his fist and
jerked her back, she cried out at the pain,
"please don't do this, WindWhispers, you
don't know what your doing, we are friends,
I can help you" Bitsy sobbed, trying to
reach the old WindWhispers.  He only laughed
a terrible high pitched evil laugh as he
dug his fingers into her hips and thrust
into her. Clawing the floor and screaming
Bitsy tried to get away, "this is the way
we treat Bitch's in heat" he snarled at her.

Bitsy blue glow pulsed and lightning flashed
but he only seemed to deflect it.  Jerking out
of her he rolled her over and started to slap
her viciously, shoving his knees against her
thighs he laughed again then thrust into her
"so she wasn't lying after all, your no pure
virgin." he snarled, He shook with rage as
he used her, how dare she let someone else
take her virginity it was his, she was his.
He used her for what seemed like hours, Bitsy
lay no longer even able to cry.  

WindWhispers stood over her, looking down at
the broken fairy at his feet. For a moment
he blinked and shook his head, trying to
clear it.  Bitsy looked at him from swollen
eyes and whispered "I could have helped you,
is this the way you treat your treasure? 
go back to your witch, you deserve each other."
With a strangled cry, he vanished.

Crawling to her bed, Bitsy sobbed, she couldn't
help him, he had become to evil to cruel,
the last thing she remembered was WindWhispers
amber eyes glowing cruelly at her.
When Bitsy woke, she could barely move she
hurt so badly. The pain seemed to over ride
her ability to heal herself, the more she
tried the more she hurt. Just before she
closed her eyes she thought "Mar, help me,
I need you to help me, Mar."

Marluxion had been talking to Marti`en when
he heard Bitsy calling to him.  He stood up
and roared with rage, Marti`en looked at him,
"its Bitsy, she's calling for help."  "Bring
her here, Marluxion, its safer here" nodding
they both went into the guest room, 
Marluxion tried to connect with Bitsy, then
tried again, finally he wrapped his spell
around her essence and brought her to his 
lair.  The two looked at the horribly beaten
abused little fairy, she tried to smile at
Mar, "your always saving me, Mar, what would
I do without you" then closed her eyes again.

Suddenly remember that they were going to meet
tonight, Marluxion sent a quick message to
Virlane's lair, saying the meeting was cancelled,
he had the sniffles.  Marti`en looked at him,
"the sniffles?" Mar growled, it was all I could
think of at the moment.
A laughing Katrina walked into the room "what do
you mean the sniffles, you don't get the sniffles,
Mar."  Kat stopped and let out a cry and rushed
forward, "oh please tell me she isn't dead." tears
pouring down her cheeks, she leaned over the
fairy. Mar gently touched Kat's shoulder, "no,
she isn't dead, but she is very badly hurt."
Marti`en and Mar combining their magic soon had
Bitsy's injuries repaired.  
The whole time the two were caring for Bitsy,
Kat was pacing back and forth "he is dead, he
is a dead fairy" she ranted, Mar and Marti`en
nodded in agreement. 

Marti`en did something she rare did, she hugged
Kat, "go home, there isn't anything you can do 
here, Bitsy will be sleeping for a least 24
hours if not longer, her body needs the time,
so we will make sure she has it."
Kat looked several times at Bitsy then nodded,
and was about to leave when Mar stopped her,
"don't let Brand know what happened, he is
libel to go rushing out and get himself killed."
"Do you think that's fair? Marluxion, to leave
him in the dark about this? he cares deeply for
her" she replied "I know he does, that's why
I don't want him to know, it may not be fair,
but it will save his life."  Kat left shortly
after. 

Mar and Marti`en sat with Bitsy, quietly talking
about what needed to be done, "don't kill him,
we can still save him" said Bitsy trying to sit
up.  Shaking her head, Marti`en said "he is past
saving, child, if he can do this to you, then he
is past all hope."  Mar gently pressed Bitsy back 
down onto the pillows, "you need to sleep, my dear."
"You don't understand, Mar, she is drugging him,
I saw it in his eye's, if we can get the drugs 
out of him, then maybe we can reach the old
WindWhispers." 
"We will talk about this later, child, now sleep,"
not giving Bitsy a choice, Marti`en sent Bitsy into
a deep dreamless healing sleep.

Katrina, slipped back into bed and curled up 
against Virlane, wrapping around her, he asked,
"was it the sniffles? or did he just want a
moments peace from constantly having Brand
hovering over him, asking about Bitsy?"
Hearing a sob, Virlane turned Kat to face
him, looking at her in concern, he licked
the tears from her cheeks, "Mar's sniffles,
have made you cry?" Kat sobbed against his
chest, "it's Bitsy, that bastard hurt her,
very badly, she was covered with lash marks,
she had bites all over her body, her eyes
were almost swollen shut, when I first saw
her I thought she was dead" rocking his mate,
Virlane listened to her, with growing anger.
"He should be put out of his misery, something
that cruel, that evil shouldn't be allowed to
live" Kat cried.  Sometime later after Kat
had fallen asleep, Virlane got up and went
to his study, he paced trying to work out
his anger and hatred.  He would meet with
Mar and Marti`en tomorrow and they could
plan the demise of WindWhispers and Phoebe.

Late the next day, Virlane, Marti`en and
Marluxion sat in Mar's study, it had been
decided that the ancient ones would deal
once and for all, with the problem of Phoebe 
and her pet.  Bitsy stood in the doorway for
a moment, then slowly walked in she looked
at everyone, "I want one last chance to save
WindWhispers, then if it doesn't work, you
can do what you have to."  All three shook
their heads, telling her NO at the same time.
"You won't survive another time, child" said
Marti`en with a sigh.  Leaving the room, Bitsy
said to them "I could have helped him."

Quietly leaving the lair, Bitsy returned to
oak house.  She sat in her study, reading 
book after book, then finally she put them
down and sent a thought out to WindWhispers,
"did you enjoy hurting me? I don't think you
deserved your reward, the old ones should
have known better, but I know I can break
their promise."

The second WindWhispers appeared in her study,
he was wrapped in a pulsing deep blue glow,
wave after wave of heat washed over him, his
body ran with sweat, then cold water washed
over him, then the heat began again.  Bitsy
sat watching dispassionately, never once
breaking her concentration.  WindWhispers
snarled at her, trying to break her magic,
each time he attacked the blue glow another
wave of heat hit him. Soon he was on his
knees, just trying to breath through the
heat and the cold water, washing over him
repeatedly.  He collapsed on the floor, 
when he woke up, he was tied to an old
heavy chair by ropes of blue light. Bitsy
still sat at her desk, looking at him.

Over and over again he jerked at the ropes,
tried to use his magic to break them, it
didn't work. He snapped at her "release me,
you fool, what do you hope to gain by this?"
Smiling serenely at him, she said "I won't
release you, not for awhile yet," then she
left the room, when she returned she had
a large kettle, it was steaming and the
room soon filled with the sweet smell of
herbs.  Bitsy dipped a cup in the kettle
then walked to WindWhispers, she put the
cup to his lips, he refused to drink, she
simply smiled and forced him to drink it.
He spit it on her and she still smiled and
forced him to drink more.  Bitsy continued
until the kettle was empty.  He snarled at
her, swore at her, spit at her and still she
smiled her serene smile.

Once again the heat and cold water washed
over him, leaving him shaking and exhausted.
As Bitsy left the room with the empty kettle,
she smiled at him "oh dear, it would appear
that you've soiled yourself, how sad."
Bitsy returned with another kettle, this 
time it smelled horrid, rancid. She forced
him to drink it and watched smiling as he
vomited all over himself, three times she
forced him to drink and three times he 
spewed out the foul mixture.  His head
hanging down on his chest, WindWhispers
whimpered.  A warm wash of water cleansed
him as Bitsy sat at her desk watching.

It was morning before Marti`en and Marluxion
realized Bitsy wasn't in the lair. They sent
word to Virlane, asking if she had gone there.
The reply was a, no, what have you done? lost
Bitsy, in agitation from Kat.  Marluxion laid 
his head on his paws and groaned, she's gone 
back to oak house.

Trink and Keebler, not having seen Bitsy in
almost a week, knocked on the tree house as
they sauntered inside, both in high good
spirits.  Trink stopped dead in his tracks
and Keebler smacked into him, peering over
his shoulder. "whooheee girly, this place
stinks to high heaven, can't you open a
window or something" said Trink as he
strolled in.  Keebler his eyes about to
start out of his head stared at WindWhispers,
then turning to Bitsy "what are you doing to
my buddy? WindWhispers, don't think its a
good idea to keep him all tied up like that,
he don't look all that healthy at the moment."

Bitsy laughed a merry little laugh, surprising
both Trink and Keebler, "Wind, just had a little
problem with a few substances in his system that
shouldn't have been there, I'm helping him get
rid of them." Bitsy asked Trink to retrieve
the kettle from the kitchen as she reassured
Keebler that his friend wasn't going to expire
anytime soon.

WindWhisper opened his eyes and looked at Keebler,
another friend he seemed to have forgotten about.
Keebler went over and patted WindWhispers on the
shoulder "let Bitsy take care of you, why you will
be right as rain in no time, then we can go have
a drink or two at the tavern, if we're lucky we
can watch Trink show off his new trim beard for
the ladies."  Trink walked in and hearing the
last of Keebler's comment said "the ladies like
my new short beard, it tickles their fancy just
fine. Not that I would be thanking Marluxion for
blasting most of it off in the first place."
They all laughed at each other, Bitsy had 
heard the story about Trink's beard.

Trink dipped the cup in the kettle and took
WindWhispers a drink "drink up, my boy, you
look like you could use it, right about now."
Holding the cup, Trink watched WindWhispers
drink down the whole cup.

WindWhispers in a cracked voice asked "why?
why are you being kind to me? especially
after what I did to Bitsy."  Welllllll now,
said Trink "I don't know nothin about you
and Bitsy, just about that witchy that you
got hooked up with, bad mistake, that boy.
But I've known you all your life, watched
you dirty your nappies many a time, watched
you sprout your first beard too. Heard some
nasty rumors that were a might disturbin 
about you, boy, but you still have this."
said Trink poking himself in the chest,
"you still got a heart boy, or you wouldn't
of asked why we cared."
Seems like your in good hands with our Bitsy
girl, so Keebler and me, we will just be goin
about our business.  When your feeling up to
it boy, come join us for a drink.  Then dragging
Keebler by the collar, the two left.

WindWhispers looked over at Bitsy sitting at
her desk and quietly asked "will you release
me now? I'm no longer threat to you." Smiling
Bitsy replied "no, I won't release you until
I've destroyed the witch, then I will set
you free, and the ancient one's can do with
you what they will"  What little color 
WindWhispers had in his face left, he stared 
at Bitsy, "don't even try, she will kill you 
without even blinking, listen to me, stay away
from Phoebe." he said urgently.

"Your wrong, Wind, she can try to kill me all
she wants, but now that I know how she goes
about things, I can easily destroy her, you
might be surprised at just how powerful I
can be.  You see the other night, I couldn't
believe you would hurt me like that, I didnt
want to believe it, and because of that I
couldn't fight back, but now I can.  You gave
me that ability, you taught me that even 
someone we care about can hurt us. You also
gave me something else I've never had before..
hate."  She watched the look on his face and
the tears streaming down his cheeks and smiled,
if he can still cry, then perhaps there was 
a chance for him after all.
















 










































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