Ali awoke to find her rest had been disturbed by the sound of falling coins.

She heard them chime off the floor, shocking her into wakefulness more than her alarm ever did.

Moving herself to the edge of the bed to look at the floor her mind still in haze of sleep and blurred thoughts. 

Ali, head twisted to the side for a moment, not exactly seeing what was before her. There were three silver coins, on the ground still quivering from the fall.

Their shape odd, the same size as the two dollar coins she used upto the day before but shinny silver, with no real mark of their mint but for three rings interwoven with flowers.

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Ali, stared at the floor, not quite sure what she was seeing.

Pushing herself up to a sitting position, her eyes still transfixed on the coins on her floor.

She then realized that her hand by the pillow felt wet.

Ali had to pull herself away from looking at the coins on the ground. 

Something was wrong, her body knew it even if she was still to groggy to focus.

She turned to look at her pillow, on the bed where she had slept for all her life.

With one look the room had changed, from her home into something else. 

Blood, more blood than she had ever seen on her pillow.

A mixture of shock and horror, played across her face.

There next to her hand, one last sliver coin was blood on her pillow, she then realized that she could taste it on her mouth, she probed her teeth with her tongue and frantic fingers as tears ran down her cheek.

Four teeth gone, replaced with some that weren't hers. 

Sharper, more fang than tooth, more predator than prey.

Tooth fairies.

They paid for what they needed, even if you weren't willing to sell.