“Adam”

It had happened so quickly that today. I couldn't exactly remember how it happened--as in the order of things--but I do remember when I heard my daughter scream.

"Elizabeth!" I bolted out the door as I saw a figure drag a little body away.

"Mummy!" I could hear utter fear in Elizabeth's voice. I called upon the fey suddenly and felt the energy in the air change; something was very, very wrong.

My body suddenly collapsed; I couldn't feel my body anymore. I looked at Elizabeth, her visible terrified green eyes red from crying. The figure looked over its shoulder and I felt its stare hit my core:

"Adam?" my voice croaked. Before I could utter another word, my world went black.

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I heard voices, murmurs, and some laughter. I could smell food, but I couldn't figure out if it were a dream or not. 

I opened my eyes, and I saw the gods before me. Dagda looked over at me, placing his spoon back in his bowl. 

"The goddess awakens," he said as he stood up, the sound of sliding chairs resonating throughout the hall. Dagda picked me up, his firm grip confused me. 

"Where is my daughter?" I touched my head. Dagda sat me down in a chair beside who smile sympathetically at me. "Where is my daughter?" I repeated.

Dagda sighed. "Adam took her. He has rejoined the Occult. He wanted to kill you."

"He took my baby, father!" I screamed. I searched the hall, looking at our large family.

"He will kill her. He will declare war upon us all!" 

Dagda looked down at me, his fierce eyes boring into my souls. He laid his thick hand on my shoulder. "And that is why, my dear Brigid, you must kill him."