A Rommy By Any Other Name

So it's never been a particularly well kept secret, but I go by another name besides Kestril, and that's Rommy Driks. It took me a while to come to the decision that it's OK to just put my name out there. It's not like I've taken great pains to hide my name. And I haven't said anything on this blog that I wouldn't say under my real name (in fact on Facebook I've been a lot more vocal about some of my opinions). 

But there are things I've shared under Kestril that I haven't tried hard to associate with my real name - my short stories. I've had a lot of encouragement from friends to be more open about the writing side of my life. Heck, a few of them even think my stuff may be publishable some day! I don't hold any grand illusions of being JK Rowling. If any of my stories ever makes me enough to buy a Starbuck's latte, I'll be pretty stoked. But they are my stories and even if they aren't the best thing ever, I'm kind of proud of myself for having the courage to write them down and let others look at them - something I never would have considered 10 years ago.

So I'm going to add my real name to my bio. Feel free to look me up on Facebook if you have the notion. After all, how many Rommy Drikses are there?

Snow On Fire

“Anna, I need you to bring some more plates outside.”

“Un minuto mama,” called Anna from her room.

“Anna,” her mother said with a note of exasperation.

“Sorry. Yes mom, just give me a minute.”

Her father came down right afterwards, carrying several speakers to set up on the patio. “Angela,” Fernando asked his wife, “Did Rina let you know if she was coming?”

“Titi Rina might come?” Anna squealed.

“Yes,” her mother said. She looked at Fernando and said, “And Catarina is bringing el loco.”

“El loco?” Anna asked, picturing a man in a straightjacket, with foam in his mouth while he laughed like a maniac.

“Angela, you'll give Anna strange notions, as if she needed any help with that,” Anna’s father said to his wife. 

He then turned to his wide-eyed daughter. “He’s just an eccentric friend of your Aunt Rina’s, probably no crazier than you are mihijita."

“Sometimes I wonder which one of us has the crazier family,” Angela said. “Though it’s always funny when she’s in the same room as your sister Natalia. She’ll probably be crossing herself all day once Titi Rina arrives.”

“If you both think your families are crazy, then why are we throwing a family reunion?” 

“Because family is family,” Angela said. “Now go on and get those platters out there.”

The guests began arriving shortly after Anna’s father finished setting up the sound system. The lively music only made Anna more restless as she waited for her Aunt Rina to arrive. After dutifully kissing and hugging every aunt, uncle, and cousin she sat and picked at her food until she saw her come through the patio doors, carrying a gift bag and accompanied by the person she presumed her mother called “el loco.”

“Titi Rina!” Anna yelled, deserting her plate and propelling herself into her aunt’s arms.

“Reinita!” Rina answered, hugging her niece. Rina’s wavy, dark hair was swept back from her face by a large, colorful swath of fabric. Stifling a giggle, she noticed her Aunt Natalia look their way, making a face. She didn’t approve of Aunt Rina’s tattoo on her arm, a star in a circle surrounded by pretty flowers, which was very visible because of the sleeveless summer dress she wore. Anna knew her parents didn’t care for it either; the words “midlife crisis” were often mentioned when the topic was brought up.

“Reinita!” said the man standing by her aunt. “I didn’t know I was in the presence of royalty!” He dropped to one knee, flourishing his arm. “Milady Anna, it’s an honor. Your aunt has told me a lot about you.”

Rina laughed. So did Anna, even though she thought he was more goofy than funny. As crazy people went, he seemed pretty ordinary to Anna. His pale skin and hair certainly stood out among her relatives, but she couldn’t see anything she would consider crazy. She thought he looked a little like what people thought of as hippies, but older, with his salt and pepper hair pulled back into a ponytail. She noticed that the fabric of her aunt’s head band matched the fabric of the man’s shirt. Their purses were different though.  Crazy? No. But definitely kind of weird, which was good because she liked weird.

“Anna, this is Orion. Orion, Anna,” Titi Rina said.

“What did my aunt say about me?”

“Well for one, she said you liked dolls,” Orion answered.

“That’s true,” Anna said making a face. “But a lot of kids do.”

“She also said you were very imaginative and liked learning about different countries. So when I saw this little guy,” Orion said, reaching into his bag and pulling out a small doll, “I figured you’d give him a good home. He’s pretty special.”

“We got him especially for you,” Titi Rina added.

Anna took hold of the doll and looked him over. His shirt and pants also matched the print Orion and Titi Rina were wearing, and a smile was stitched onto the doll’s warm brown face.  Anna ran her finger over the yarn making up the doll’s hair, studying it for a moment before breaking into a large grin.

“Cool!” said Anna. “Thanks Mr. Orion! Gracias Titi Rina!”

“Just Orion, Anna. Now, I’ve also heard that there were going to be empanadas at this party. Mind showing me where?”

Anna led Orion and Titi Rina to the platter holding the savory, meat-filled pockets of dough and helped herself to one as well. After she finished hers, she excused herself to go play hide and seek with her cousins.

Anna giggled as she ran towards the park across the street where her cousins were playing. Hide and seek was as good an excuse as any to take the time to examine the doll Mr. Orion gave her more carefully. She was fairly sure she knew what was so special about it, but a crowded back yard was no place to find out. She didn’t even think inside her house was a great idea, with so many people wandering in and out. That was too bad, because she would have liked to have Yuuki meet whatever was in the doll as well. She sometimes wondered if the kitsune had any other fae friends.

As she stepped up on the sidewalk leading into the park, a fox came up from behind her, snatching the doll and heading towards the more heavily wooded running trail. Anna stopped herself from yelling; she didn’t want any of the grownups nosing in on this. But she didn’t want to be left out either. She ran after Yuuki, but the fox quickly pulled ahead and out of sight. Anna kept running. It might take her a while, but she had a good idea where Yuuki was going.

Ajani figured there might be some sort of confrontation; this was just a little sooner than he expected. The red fox tightly gripping the doll that Ajani had hid in didn’t have the feel of an ordinary fox. He waited until they were well into the path; no use in scaring the little girl or any other humans that might be nearby. Then he slid out of the doll as easily as slipping off a coat, grew to human height and leveled his favorite sword, an ida, at the fox

The fox snarled, took a step back and went through its own transformation. Red fur became long red hair, coming from a face hidden behind a snarling, bestial mask. The figure grew, also to human height, wearing a deep purple kimono tied by a yellow sash. The opposing fae had its weapon, a lethal looking katana, at the ready as well.

“I will give you one chance,” the kimono-clad fae said in a musical voice. “Leave now and do not return or I will cut you to ribbons.”

“Nope. I made a promise to make sure that little girl isn’t being bothered by anything, well, anything like you.”

“She is not being bothered,” the mysterious fae replied. “You can return to where you came from now.”

“Nothing personal, but that’s just not going to cut it. If I knew what kind of fae you are, I’d have a better idea if you could be counted on to be helpful or even just truthful. Nah, you’ll need to come with me. I have a buddy who can give me a better idea of your motives. If you haven’t harmed or don’t plan to harm the girl, there’s nothing to fear.”

The painted on eyes of the mask the other fae wore narrowed. “Leave with you? That would be convenient for any partner you had waiting for me to leave that home defenseless so they can enter.”

“Suspicious much? I’ll give you my word there’s no other fae but me interested in what’s going on in there,” Ajani said.

“As you do not know what I am, I do not know what you are. You say you are kami, or fae rather, but you dress in the form of a young human male of this era. You say you have no other fae accomplices, so if you are telling the truth, which I am far from certain about, then there is still the matter of the friend you wish me to see, obviously human and probably a mage. Mage or not, I have no way of discerning the human’s intentions and again, I am not leaving this home open to attack, especially if the human is skilled in magical arts. Whomever it is can come to me.”

“Sorry. I’m not leaving you alone and giving you a chance to get up to no good while I’m gone.”

The fae made a motion with their hand. Immediately, the world around Ajani shifted and blended. Disoriented, he looked around. The landscape around him had become bizarre.  Trees grew sideways from rocks, the small pond that had been behind him floated above Ajani and patches of grass and ground splattered in among sky. The spot he had been standing on had vanished into air and instinctively Ajani scrambled onto what looked like the nearest piece of earth he could stand on.

“Have it your way.” The fox fae’s voice floated around Ajani like dandelion fluff caught in a breeze. “Neither of us will leave. But you will answer my questions to my satisfaction or I shall see if I am still as adept with my sword as I was two hundred years ago.”

Ajani closed his eyes and the feeling of vertigo left him. He shifted his foot, feeling firm ground beneath him. A glamour, and a very powerful one at that; glamours didn’t normally affect other fae so strongly. Ajani still had the rest of his senses left, which as a fae of the hunt were very keen indeed. Though Ajani hadn’t done more than what he considered “gentleman’s hunting” with Orion in the last few decades, he was still a hunter down to his core.

And foxes? Foxes were prey.

Ajani swung out with his ida and felt the jolt of steel connecting with steel. He stepped forward, eyes closed the whole time using every instinct he had to parry the fox’s blows and strike a few of his own.  

He barely noticed the first meeting of the katana and skin. Ajani definitely felt the second though. By the fifth cut, he was fuming. It didn’t matter what part of the world they came from—a fox is always going to fight dirty, he thought. A fetid smell rose up around Ajani, not only interfering with his ability to find the fox but making him fight down nausea as well.

Before the sixth cut had a chance to hit home, a scream interrupted the fight. Ajani finally felt his ida strike a solid blow as it happened. The fox fae cried out “Anna-chan!” in a panic. All at once the rotting smell evaporated.

Ajani stumbled towards the sound of the scream. The glamour that fox put out was strong enough to severely effect a fae; any human caught in it could go permanently mad if exposed to it for too long. 

“Sit tight Anna!” he yelled, not knowing if it would do any good.

“Yuuki-kun,” he heard Anna whimper. And then a new scent filled the air.

Baking cookies… snickerdoodles? Ajani thought. Mingled with the smell of cookies were the flowers.

Ajani tentatively opened his eyes. At first, he thought the world had returned to normal, but patches of purple flowers were in bloom where there hadn’t been any before. The light in the clearing also changed, making everything seem softer. Ajani took a look at his sore body. Most of his wounds were superficial, though the one on his leg would require a bit of care.

He got a bit of grim satisfaction at seeing the fox fae. Ajani had managed to slash it deeply on the left arm. But that didn’t stop the fox fae from cradling the girl with the right.

“Anna-chan, are you alright?”

“Yuuki-kun, I had a nightmare while I was awake. The world was melting and rotting away…”

“Pffft. No nightmares here. Don’t you know I eat nightmares until there’s nothing left of them but my farts?”

The girl giggled. “You’re a kitsune not a baku!”

Ajani breathed a sigh of relief. At the sound, the fox fae remembered Ajani was still there and glared. Ajani put his ida down. The fox fae nodded after a moment and turned back to Anna.

 “Is she going to be OK?” Ajani asked.

“Who’s that?” Anna asked, opening her eyes. In the second before she did the fox waved weakly with its free hand and both of their wounds faded from sight. Ajani could still feel his though and was pretty sure the same applied to the fox but was glad the kid didn’t have to open her eyes to anything more horrible than patches of lavender in a running path that looked like it belonged in a kid’s cartoon.

“Oh hey,” she said smiling. “I was wondering when you were coming out of the doll.”

“You knew?” both Ajani and the fox fae asked.

“Of course. I can see people like you and Yuuki-kun pretty easily. Do you live in the city? It’s usually city fae that dress normal. Did my aunt meet you in the city?”

“Your aunt?” Yuuki asked. “Natalia?”

“No silly! Titi Rina!” Anna laughed. “She’s the only one in the family that gets me,” she said looking at Ajani. “I always wondered if she could see fae too, but I was too scared to ask. People either think you're a baby or you’re crazy if you say you can see fae. Can she see too Ajani?”

“Not quite,” Ajani answered. “She can feel if fae are around, but not much more than that. She’s working on it though. That’s why I’m here,” Ajani shot a look at Yuuki. “She asked Orion and I to help figure out what sort of fae was hanging around her niece.”

“It’s just Yuuki-kun.”

“Oh yeah, just a cross between Morgan LeFay and O-ren from Kill Bill, yeah, nothing major.”

The fox fae started laughing.

“Should I have said Darth Vader?” Ajani asked.

Just then they heard the murmur of voices a distance away but coming closer. Titi Rina’s voice was the clearest “The scream came from over there.” Quickly Yuuki became a plush fox toy and Ajani got back into the doll. At least it was a good place to rest, Ajani thought. He was going to need it.

“Anna querida,” Titi Rina said as she saw her niece. Anna’s parents’ faces went from concern to relief as they saw their daughter sitting there safe and sound, holding her toys. “We heard you yelling and were scared. What happened?”

“I – I thought I saw a bear.”

“Dios mio!” Anna’s mother exclaimed. “Those things are getting out of hand. I read about one that was found near the supermarket last week. Thank god you weren’t attacked!”

As the chattering adults brought the young girl back to the house, Ajani thought he’d feel very sorry for any bear dumb enough to try to go after this particular kid. Real damn sorry. 

Song Choice: Headstrong by Trapt