Have you ever heard the tale of King Author? The English king who pulled the sword of kings. The king who was given the sword Excalibur by the lady of the lake. The king betrayed by his heir, his knight, and his queen. This is not his story. This is the tale of a time lost to man, and the love of two that would remain. Guinevere. Lancelot. This is their secret.

After the battle of Camallan came to an end, and the king was laid to rest. The story thus far matches the one told, in which the former Queen Guinevere, and her lover the knight of lake, Lancelot separated and led lives of the cloth never to meet again for the rest of their days. In truth, Lancelot and Guinevere did not separate. The two of them were wed in secret one year after the King's death. However feeling guilt over the death of their cherished king. They ended their lives as Lancelot and Guinevere. They assumed new identities and had their friends assume their identities. As far as anyone would know, their story was one with many endings, however, this, the only one true. They had many children passing their name in secret from generation to generation, and yet even this is not our story.

Present day.

   This job wasn't supposed to be this way. I was supposed to graduate from high school, go to a prestigious college, graduate the valedictorian, find a nice company, marry a nice trophy bride, and move on up the latter until I'm number one. So why did it turn out this way?

The day started out as an ordinary day, except Mr.Rochford, the company President, called for a meeting with all his top heads. I, being his current secretary and top rising upstart was of course allowed in the meeting. 

“I see everyone is here, well we should begin then”.

Mr.Rochefort says in a dour tone. “You all may seem to recall, the new oil spot we discovered”. 

As I remember, it was an area with nary a thing on site, aside from trees. And animals. No problems at all. The usual. 

“However there is a problem” 

Mr. Rochford says, this however was quite unusual  

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“we are in quite the unprecedented predicament right now”

 Mister Frederick von Rochford, one of the world's most wealthy and powerful men. For him to say such a thing. I pause and a wry smile begins to curl onto my face. I quickly wipe it away as I whisper to myself.  

“This is my chance”.

What kind of self-respecting man doesn't see this as a best-case scenario? If all goes as I plan, I will become head of this company, now! If it doesn't, I can seize power through my usefulness, and cunning. A win-win.

However, at that time I was too preoccupied with selfishness to see how impossible either of those were.

The next day I found myself in Mr. Rochford’s jet, equally as surprised as I was the day before. What Mr. Rochford had revealed to us was shocking, I still question my sanity even now. What he said was

“There are fairies”

Calmly and astutely, he said there are fairies. That's so dumb, and yet, that is without a doubt what he said. 

“You may all think of me as an old senile fool right now, and the truth is I don't blame you. However before you make up your minds on whether you still have faith in my sanity, please look at this”.

Mr. Rochford then produced a videotape and said, “this has not been doctored in any way it is straight from our security cam at the site”.

After turning on the video for us to see, what was in it was exactly what we didn't want to see. Actual, fucking fairies. It's just plain ridiculous, I know that our security cam footage can't be doctored, because of the format but even so, I still wanted to doubt this, but I couldn't. What I had seen right before my very eyes, a fairy, a pixie. 

It looked at the camera with its puppy-like eyes, frowning with a childlike face and puffy cheeks, then it spoke, and with its tiny voice it said, “death to the humans!”

Honestly, I wasn't sure whether I should be scared, or laughing my ass off. That's just how ridiculous this was. After that, the video was nothing but static. Mister Rochford then gave us the whole story. The day after the video was found, all of our equipment was destroyed without any sort of clue other than the tape from the previous day. The day after, when they brought in replacements, the people were attacked, they were found the next day with bruises and burns, destroyed equipment and lastly with no memory of the events that transpired. It's safe to say that these creatures are a big threat to the company. Yet what is most strange is what Mr. Rochford told us next. 

The morning after the tapes were first seen, his servants had told him, in the middle of the night there was a sudden storm and power outage, it lasted only mere minutes but after, right on Mr.Rochford's dinner table in front of his chair there was a letter. No one knew how it got there however within the letter were the words

 “I know of the fairies”.

That was all, just those words. But that's not where the story ends. Yesterday, just after Mr. Rochford showed us the tape, every one of us in the room was on the verge of panic attacks just from sheer bewilderment. It was from within that chaos that he appeared. 

Kaynè G. Lancelot.