A dark fairytale by Magenta Pixie
The new branch of 'Overlords' are very different in our novel. So much so that you cannot really refer to them as Overlords at all. They are more like goblins but have the surface energetic field of a service-to-others, positively polarised gnome, elf or pixie with an open heart.
They are a completely new type of elemental. Futhermore, they are linked with the Overlord structure but they don't really mix with them. They do not drink ruby juice or have rituals as they find all that abhorrent.
These new hybrid elementals do hold the same agenda as the Overlords so they are indeed a sub-category/section of that structure.
When a psychic or clairvoyant fairy or pixie first looks at a hybrid-elemental they will see a service-to-others, positively polarised configuration/open, radiating heart. They will think the hybrid-elemental is a good soul. It is designed this way for their role is to be one of the fae. To present as supporting the fae and many of the fae will believe this to be so.
If the clairvoyant fairy or pixie does not look past the surface layer presentation, they will believe this hybrid to be positively polarised. Therefore you will hear of some psychic fae saying this about these new elementals.
Psychic and clairvoyant fae who can look past the surface layer will find, as they delve through energetic layers, they will discover a scrambled or hidden core. As if this being has many alters in place.
It may be that even the hybrid-elemental himself (or herself) does not yet know who he/she is.
The Overlord link is well hidden and disguised but the psychic fairy or pixie will find it. They will need to shield themselves when delving deep this way into this new configuration.
The new configuration is what may be known in the novel as a 'dark blue ray soul'. For they are technological wizards, called into being as the dark antidote to the blue ray masters.
Indeed, the blue ray masters were in place first as the antidote to the artificial structures, outlined in our science-fiction chapters of this fantastical tale.
When the Overlords saw these blue ray starseeds they needed to create their antidote to the starseed's antidote but they didn't know how to do that.
Even the brightest minds amongst the Overlord structure could not discover a way to match the blue ray masters and their mission. Once they bought into being a quantum AI system, capable of searching through probability fields and possibility outcomes, they asked the AI machine to design a blue ray antidote. The machine came up with the hybrid-elemental dark blue ray plan. Souls who look and behave just like a positively polarised fae. They would blend in with the fae and be not only accepted by them but trusted by them. The fae would cheer them on, support them and dance in the streets in celebration of what they perceived as an end to their dark days.
Even the white capped pixie presentation would be hijacked, for the dark blue ray souls would be presented as white capped pixies.
The fae, so much wanting for this, entered the saviour complex field and determined that these souls were white capped pixies.
Yet the dark truth was/is that they were/are not this. Even the clairvoyant psychic fairies and pixies could not see the truth unless they were prepared to dive into the core matrix of these hybrid elementals and discover who they were.
A sub-plot begins in our story, set within the 'You Are OK' domain.
The Sub-Plot
One lone hybrid elemental, a dark blue ray soul, enters the chambers of the governing body and council majesties.
A path is cleared instantaneously for this soul, yet no words are spoken by the Overlords residing in the chambers. They do not mix with this breakaway Overlord group, yet they know the future path they must take and they know the dark blue ray souls must do their job. So they reluctantly bow their heads to this lone wolf and allow him safe and supported passage directly to the golden banana throne.
The current King, who was just an Overlord minion, throws down his banana sword and gestures to the golden throne for the hybrid-elemental to take his place.
The dark blue ray hybrid-elemental, neither gnome nor goblin, vampire nor witch, not fairy, sprite, elf, mermaid or troll....but a new elemental entirely, takes his place upon the golden banana throne.
Why is he here, he who carries the name of fire? What is his role? Why did he walk so easily to the chamber's throne when the truly independent gnome is blocked at every turn?
There are many mysteries yet to unfold in the coming pages of this 'You Are OK' domain sub-plot that will, in turn, spread as a story narrative into other domains.
The agenda in place here for this hybrid king of the Northern regions is to oversee the smooth introduction of the new AI infrastructure. This is in place and ready but the old must be crushed, dismantled, fragmented and broken in order to make way for the new.
The role for this King is to make sure the majority of the fae not only accept this but they themselves demand it.
Insidiously and holding as much of a disguise as the King himself, the new infrastructure, presented as white capped and saviour, will be bought into place.
Then, it will appear to the savvy fae souls that the Overlords have won the game, by sending in their new playbook with it's dark blue cover, entering into the playing field by the back door.
Yet wait...... this is not the end of the story.
The twists and turns cannot be named for if they are named, if the draft is written, then the overlords holding the seer's eye will see all, long before it comes into play.
This truly service-to-others narrative must be shrouded and shielded in mystery just as the dark blue ray King and his royal court were shrouded and shielded.
Therefore the twist in the tale cannot be named, it cannot be shown, it cannot be written into the story.
For those that see know they must not speak and allow the mist to dissipate, if anything the mist must be enhanced.
One lone clairvoyant fae sits within the mist, allowing the mist to surround her, as she lays her cards of the sacred oracle upon the little wooden table.
The crystal grid of amethyst and blue is designed as the matrix with the sacred circle as the central point.
The clairvoyant fae shuffles the deck, looking for something, anything, as a clue to the twist in the tale.
As she shuffles, one card falls from the deck and lands in the centre of the crystal grid, face down.
She reaches for the card, the diamond ring upon her finger, glistening with light, despite the heavy mist that swirls around her like the spiral consciousness that it is.
She turns the card over.
Puzzled, she looks at this card and has no memory of it ever being part of her oracle deck.
It shows an elemental fae that at first glance could be mistaken for the fool. Yet she looks again and then the words magically appear before her.
They read just two words;
'Wild Card'
