Monday, November 5, 2012

Warped Tale: The Guardian’s Blade

Sue stood on the grassy hill that overlooked the small herd of unicorns. His hand rested on the hilt of his sword as his red cape draped off his shoulders. As a guardian of this magical creature he had to be ready, and willing, to do anything to protect them.

He eyed the beautiful creatures as he waited for his replacement. He had a very important event he had to crash on this early morning. An event filled with the human royals of this realm, and some gorgeous shoes he just had to see.

Once Kyle showed up Sue rushed home to get ready. He had to look his best. He released his long blond hair from the tie that held it back. He stared in the mirror as he ran his fingers through it. He worked hard to maintain its healthy glow.

He knew time was running out. He drew his attention back to the matter at hand. He decided to wear his black and white grown. He slipped on his glass slippers that he had decorated with diamonds. Sue had made them himself; the Leprechaun down the way     had taught him a lot about making shoes on their long nights together.

He quickly curled his hair, applied his make-up, and placed a black and white bow in his hair. In the mirror an elegant woman stood before him. He smiled. He grabbed his handbag with the scroll already inside it. Rushing off, he made his way to the Elite shoe store in the center of town.

“Hello Sue,” Eric, the storeowner, said when he entered the stop. Eric was well built with short curly hair. He had green eyes, wide nose and full lips. Sue liked his thick beard and mustache.

He gave him a slight nod as a warm smile curved his lips. Eric and him had a history together. He gently brushed his arm with the tips of his manicured nails. “Are they here?” he asked, his voice was much softer now.

Lust sparkled in Eric’s eyes. “Yes.” He nodded towards the back of the shop. “Back there.”

He raised his arched brows. “Then that’s where I shall go.”
He grabbed his hand. “My payment?”
“Our freedom to be who we are should be payment enough,” he purred in his sweetest voice.

He tightened his hold. “It should be, bit it’s not.” He put out his other hand to receive what was owned to him.

Sue’s red lips tightly pressed together as he pulled out the small bag that held the shavings he torn from a unicorn’s horn. That dust was what pixies used to make dreams come true, and Sue had just given it to a lowly shoe shop owner.

“Here goes,” he whispered as he took a deep breath

The back of the shop had a runway set up so the models could show off this season’s new shoes. The room was decorated in white and crystal. Snow White, Cinderella, and Sleeping Beauty were seated next to the runway. There was one empty seat by them and he knew Eric had saved it for him. His stomach knotted. They were beautiful and fierce, everything he wanted to be.

“You can do this,” he quietly told himself as he clutched his handbag. He would not fail, now that he was so close. He felt the eyes of handsome men on him as he made his way to his seat.

The elite of this realm surrounded him. The King and Queen of the Elves sat on the other side of the runway. He crossed his legs, and allowed his own shoes to be on display. Sleepy Beauty noticed them first.

“Those are lovely,” she said. “Where did you get them dear?”
“I made them myself.”
A collection gasp filled the air. “Do you have others?” Cinderella asked.
“Oh, you must show us.”
He smiled as he sat back in his seat. “Perhaps I will.”

The chatting stopped when the show begun. Sue was in awe of the shoes that were revealed today. None would fit his feet of course, but he was inspired to go home and add to his collection.

After the show the Princesses invited him to their table to have a lovely chat. They were amazed when they found out he had made his dress as well. “You are very talented. Your husband must show you off all the time,” Snow White complimented.

“Not really,” he said, carefully.
“You are single? I must admit, I find this very surprising.”

“As do I,” Cinderella added. “You are beautiful, smart, elegant, and talented. How can a man not want a woman like you?” She gently shook her head with disbelief.

He shifted his weight from one foot to the other. He easily faced men in battle, yet he found it hard to be honest in this moment. “I am not allowed to have a man.”

“Evil stepmother?”
“Wicked witch?” Sleepy Beauty asked.
“Did you eat a poison fruit?” Snow White wondered.

“No.” He strained a smile. He felt it quickly slid from his face. “It is much more complex than that. But,” his brows shot up. “You ladies can help me with this problem.” He took a breath before he slowly continued. “In fact, you ladies are the reason I am here.”

“You are not here for the shoes?” Sleepy Beauty could not believe it.

“No. I cannot wear those shoes. You see,” he lifted the helm of his skirt to show them his shoes. “My feet are too big for them.”

“Your feet are pretty big.”
“Very big for a woman’s foot in fact,” Snow White said with a perplexed look on her face.  
“Here.” He pulled out the scroll and handed it to her. “If you ladies were to sign this then people like me will be able to get a good man.”

“People like you?” She didn’t understand. The princesses huddled together s they read the scroll. If signed by a royal it would allow the gay people of this land to be together without fear of prosecution.

“This is for gay people,” Sleepy Beauty told him.
“I am aware of that. You see, I am not what I appear to be. Beautiful, yes; Fierce, of course; Stunning, always. But a woman I am not.” He bowed his head.

He heard the King’s guard pull is sword. Sue looked at him. He was a handsome fella. He had dark hair that hung off his head, a strong chin, and piercing eyes. “You do not wish to do that,” Sue warned him.

“I think I can handle a man in a dress.”
“Do not be deceived boy; in or out of a dress I am always a Guardian.”

Another collection gasp filled the air. “You,” Price Charming taunted. “A Guardian of the unicorn? Ha!” He eyed the room as he continued; “No Guardian would wear a dress.”

Fear and rage started to fill Sue, and that was a very deadly toxic to mix. “This one does,” he whispered. He had come here in hopes of getting equal rights for him and his brothers, and instead this Prince Charming was determined to make him his fool.

“I’ll make you a deal.” His lips curled in a cruel grin. “A royal deal.” Another gasp could be heard. Sue was starting to think that was all the onlookers could do. “If you best my man here.” He pointed to the handsome King’s Guard. “I will sign your scroll and pass your law. If you lose, you will allow my women to use you as their personal doll. They will do what they will with you in front of everyone here.”

Pride lifted his head. Out of the corner of his eyes he looked at the princesses. Hungry shined in their eyes. He knew if he lost they would enjoy humiliating him, but if he won. Hope filled him. “Agreed.”

Another King’s Guard handed him his sword. Excitement filled the onlookers as the two men face each other. Sue had sat his bag on the table. He didn’t want anything to happen to it.

His opponent was fast and strong, but he was a Guardian. Chosen at birth to protect the creatures that would judge humanity when the time came. One hair from their mane could make you invisible if used in the correct spell. Sue had faced ogres, dwarfs, and demons of the night. He had won every battle he had been in and this one was no different.

He placed his glass slipper on his chest as he held his sword at his throat. Not one hair on his head was out of place or one nail broken. He appeared as a deadly woman as he stood above the fallen man.

“Do you yield?” He asked, sweetly. The word had to be spoken before he lowered the sword. He could see in the King’s guard man’s eyes he did not want to give up this fight. He pushed down on the sword, making the blade’s tip dig into his flesh.

“Yield,” he choked.

Sue gave him a brilliant grin as he stepped aside. “Was that so hard?” The King’s Guard sat up but said nothing. He turned his attention to the one and only, Price Charming.

“Bravo.” He applauded. “You have surprised me my lady, and that is not an easy task.” 

He pulled his shoulders back as he met his eyes. Prince Charming’s looks were dangerous. It was easy to get lost in them, and forget why you were in his presences. “The scroll my Lord?”

“Oh yes.” He leaned back on his heels, appearing amused. “Sleepy Beauty,” he held out his hand. “Bring me the scroll.” She did. Sue held his breath as Prince Charming signed it. The power in the dragon’s ink rippled across the realm, and made those words law. Now Sue would no longer have to hide who he was, and whom he loved.

He smiled as he bowed his head. “Thank you my Lord. You have made a righteous decision.”

“Your sword made the decision,” he corrected. “I only signed the paper.”

“True,” he whispered. The ways of the royals disappointed him, but he was in no position to change it. He was a human with no blue blood in his veins. According to the laws of this realm he had no voice, but thanks to the Prince’s aloof way his blade did. As a Guardian that voice would be strong if he chose to use it again. Mid-day was coming and he had a job to get back to. Her had unicorns to protect. He bid farewells, and headed home to change.  

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