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prince_of_nymphs

Rehearsals had run later than expected, and the rain was still coming down. Not hard, but enough to soak through a light jacket. It would have been nothing to call an Uber, and yet Fin instead bought a decent umbrella from the first shop he passed, opting to simply walk. Lighting a cigarette, Fin seemed to go unnoticed as he strolled along, the gentle tapping of the rain against his umbrella a soothing sound- A sharp contrast the the odd sense of dread that had been following him around all day.

He couldn't explain it really, only that he felt... Off. Had he been human still, he might have assumed he had a cold or something coming on. As it was... Well, he wasn't really sure what it could be. Paranoia, probably, he'd assured himself more than once today.

He was two blocks away from his flat when it happened. His heart fluttered back to life- Something he'd found exciting the first few times it had happened, but now knew to take as a warning. His heart only beat when it was fighting back against the darkness inside him, and this wasn't its usual steady beat. It was rapid, nervous, painful... His vision blurred, and he ducked into a doorway to collect himself as it returned to normal. ...What was that scent though? Sickly sweet and metallic, it filled the air, and it was so familiar.

The caves, that's where he knew it from, the place where he and Will had been lost last Halloween, the night he'd found that book and become whatever he was now.

Willy Silver, Daoine Sidhe, will join his kind in battle before summer comes. He will face me, or I will feast on his heart.

The voice was soft, little more than a whisper- And it felt as though it was in his head. The message repeated twice, and then was followed by a high pitched shriek, a noise so sharp that Fin dropped his umbrella and doubled over as he covered his ears. Though the few others who were out and about didn't seem to hear it, and most seemed to pay him no mind as they carried on with their night.

Had he been the only one to hear it? Or had the message been for Will too? Had anyone with ties to magic been privy to it? Fin didn't know. He only knew that his heart was beating so hard it made his chest ache, and that there was something beneath his skin, slithering and winding around his bones, squeezing until he ached all over.

He'd written off Halloween as a fluke, a blessing with some strings attached- But what if it had all been something more sinister? A dirty tactic to ensure Will didn't stop fighting simply because he was content here.

From:

willysilver

Willy was only a block away from the flat when he saw Fin across the distance. Rather than head inside he closed the distance between them with a smile on his face. The smile faltered and fell when he saw Fin double over and drop his umbrella. The prince's hands came out of his pocket and he ran the last few steps to Fin and put a hand on his back.

He had heard nothing, but when he touched Fin it was as if he was touching something electric.

"Finlay?" he asked with real concern. "My love, what is it?"

From:

prince_of_nymphs

Fin was gasping and panting, and he struggled to stand up straight.

"Oh my god, Will... Did you- Could you hear that?" he asked, fighting his way through the pain, and trying to will his pulse into calming down- Or stopping completely again.

"My heart. ...It wont stop, and I heard- I heard a voice."

From:

willysilver

Willy was confused for a moment, and far more concerned about Fin's distress than anything else. He petted the man gently and help Fin get upright.

"I heard nothing. Your heart?" he replied, laying his palm on Fin's chest. "How unsettling. Your heart is beating so fast. I do not understand, Fin..."

From:

prince_of_nymphs

"I could smell them- Those caves we were in. Sick and heavy... It said- It said 'Willy Silver, Daoine Sidhe, will join his kind in battle before summer comes. He will face me, or I will feast on his heart'."

Just saying the words made his heart pound harder, and he let out a whimper.

From:

willysilver

Those words struck fear into his heart, though Willy could not and would not let Fin see how deeply they affected him. Instead he put strong arms around the slight man.

"Come, we must get you home," he said. "You are not well, Finlay. I will hail a cab."

Just that was enough to let Fin know how seriously he took this. Willy didn't ride in a cab unless he had to. The only way it could prove more grave would be if he had offered to take the tube.

From:

prince_of_nymphs

"No, I can- I can walk," Fin insisted, taking a calming breath. "I'd rather get some air anyway. Might stop my head from aching."

From:

willysilver

Truly, Willy would have preferred the air as well. If Fin said he was alright, or alright enough, then Will would take that at face value.

"Come, then. We will walk and clear your head," he said, looping Fin's arm into the bend of his elbow and coaxing him along. He knew Fin was hardly delicate, but when things like this happened that proved he was a bit fragile Willy took great care with him.

From:

prince_of_nymphs

Fin leaned into him as they walked, letting some of his weight rest on the fae as they walked.

"I should have known there would be trouble. Things have gone too well lately."

...Well, unless you counted the sex tape and his last encounter with Crowley.

From:

willysilver

"That is the way of things. And ebb and flow is to be expected. But I believe this may be...unnatural."

He held Fin so the man had plenty of support as he leaned on Will. The fae tried to keep him up, unable to do much more out here on the street.

From:

prince_of_nymphs

"Yes, given that I'm hearing voices, I'd assumed as much Will," Fin replied, a bit sharper than he meant to.

From:

willysilver

"Finlay, you do not need to be cruel to me," Willy said calmly. "I will help you how I can, but I believe we may need the intervention of someone wiser than I."

From:

prince_of_nymphs

Fin sighed, rubbing his face. "Sorry, I'm- I don't mean to be a bastard about it, Will. I'm sorry. I'm just- I'm not feeling well, that's all."

From:

willysilver

"I assumed you did not feel well," he said gently. "But if you feel up to it I think we should get back to our flat and then take a trip to my realm to visit a healer. Alora is something of a witch, though she's an elf and so unlike the mortal witches and wizards. She may be able to give us information about the voice."

From:

prince_of_nymphs

"I suppose," Fin agreed, though it was obvious he wasn't keen to visit Will's world.

From:

willysilver

Will was perceptive and he knew well how Fin felt about the magic of his realm.

"It may be our best chance to understand what is happening," he pressed.

From:

prince_of_nymphs

"I just really dislike going there," Fin sighed. "It's frightening, Will. I feel like every time we go there, we wind up in danger."

From:

willysilver

Willy was never afraid to go home by himself, but Fin had a point. It did seem like every time the other man came with him they found themselves in danger.

"We may be able to find a witch here," he mused. "What about Sunny? If not her, she may know someone..."

From:

prince_of_nymphs

"Do you think it's safe to involve her?" Fin asked, not wanting to bring trouble to anyone else if he could avoid it.

From:

willysilver

"I truly do not know. I feel the danger may be limited to you and to me," he said. However, he couldn't be certain. He had a feeling that for this, Sunny would be willing to take on the risk.