Dust, dirt and dark. I'm sitting on a massive creaky bed in the middle of a massive bedroom, and from what I can see from the miniscule light from the small window and my strangely glowing self. This place is massive, and the other massive thing in here is sitting in front of me, a girl of about six years old with long blond hair, green eyes and strangely pointed ears, staring excitingly at me, and speaking some weird language that I really don't understand while holding her hands out in my direction.

"Jvs reallia lvufel poihb bsbs gshdb sbsbdj sarron"

And whatever she's trying to do isn't working as she repeats it, frustration builds up on her expression.

"Jvs reallia lvusfel poihb bsbs gshdb sbsbdj sarron"

As the frustration reaches its peak, she has a sudden enlightened look and jumps of her bed making me bounce into the air....

"...crap.."

and fall face first into the bad smelling covers. As I shakily pull my face out of the blanket I notice a pair of ethereal looking translucent glittering red things glowing as they fall by my arms. Before I have any time to ponder I take another trip in the air and fall face first again, when I look up and glare hatefully at the culprit she has some weird book on her lap and is looking at it very seriously. As I grudgingly get up and try to walk towards her I notice that she's put her hands in my direction again.

"I Reallia Lvusfel wishes to make a contract with the fire spirits giving the name Sarron"

And strangely enough I can understand this time and even though the dumbfounded me didn't know what to do or think, my body starts moving on its own, placing my hands on hers I hear an ethereal voice float out of me which I swear wasn't mine.

If you spot this tale on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.

"Sarron accepts the name and swears by the contract"

As I finish that sentence I feel a warm feeling flow through my hands and into my body and I feel a connection forming between us as alien thoughts surface in my mind; relief , glee and exhaustion. And before I know it I find a unconscious body falling toward me, a familiar feeling of dread surfaces as I attempt at getting out of the way, but to my despair my feet sink in too much into the covers and I'm crushed.

After around ten minutes of struggling I'm finally out, as I look across at the drawling face of the annoying kid uuuh no Reallia I start getting sleepy as well, shaking my head I banish the thought, because I need to make sense of the situation.

Ten more minutes and I'm still sitting clueless, wait not clueless I think as I remember those red things. I feel around my back until I touch something that feels like silk, pulling it to my field of vision I realise: I freaking have wings!

And now that I have time to think I see that what I'm wearing is not really clothes but something that looks like them; red starting at my feet and graduating to orange until its practically blending with my skin stopping at my armpits, like some sort of skin tight jumpsuit, realising that everything else is different I grab my head and feel around and to my relief I have hair. Wait no! No relief my beautiful long hair that took years to grow out is gone, and replaced by a crimson length that just goes under my jawline.

Feeling the despair of my hard efforts I collapse. Leaning on the girls head I stare into the sealing and think; I'm a mini fairy in a jumpsuit with a freaking bobcut, wait no a fire spirit.

Thinking there's still hope if these wings aren't decoration I get up. Thinking hard on how things fly. Trying to move the muscles in my back, hoping for the wings to move. I jump an manage to hover for a second, before falling on my bum. Getting up and repeating, concentrating on the sensation if flight I gradually am able to stay aflight for longer and longer. Thinking I had hovering down I try moving forward. Failing. I lean forward and find what greats me is the covers, getting up and looking back I find I had moved a considerable distance, as a feeling of achievement and glee washes over me, I think its not bad having wings.