"Impossible! Come on Greg, you I can never and will never hand him over to the likes of you. So don't even think about it." Laura seethed, her loving grandmother image gone.
Each year, there were about two to three banished Fadas on Earth and each one was always convinced to hand their powers over with Greg being an exception.
"You'll have to hand him over sooner or later Laura. So it's better if it was sooner. Besides he'll be safe with us." Greg said.
"Safe with you? Pfft-don't make me laugh. He would be safer in the hands of a crazy scientist than in your people's hands." Laura voiced sarcastically, reclining in her seat as she did."
'Hand him over? Does he think I am a fool?'
These people would gobble that poor wolf up before he even knew what was going on.
The banished Fadas or fairies of Zariya.
