The Unholy Throne.

The Unholy Throne,  a great seat made of onyx, obsidian, and basalt, is a legendary, and most evil, artifact in existence.  It is said to either reside in the Mountains of Dusk, or in Durthinngar, or in Bane.  Finding the Unholy Throne has been the goal of most great villains; such as the Witch King, the Shadow, Lord Felrad, Zia, and so forth.  The power of the Unholy Throne is that who ever masters it, and sits on it, controls all the forces of evil.  The Throne was made on Null, by nuraza and anuli smiths, and imbued with it's power by a group of thirteen warlocks.  The Unholy Throne is evil's greatest strength, and weakness, since evil fights evil, the Throne brings together all the vile creatures under one banner, but once the user of the Throne is killed, evil then continues to fight evil.  It was used long ago in the Demon War, a dunruvali (demon) called Zargath used the Throne to win the war, but then Otorin Derenson killed Zargath's body, and the Throne was, hidden and lost.     

Dark clouds over New Haven City.

Soren leaned his head on the window pane, watching the rain outside.  It was getting harder for superhumans to get around lately, the DSA was getting stricter about power-usage.  He got up, put on his shoes and coat, he pointed his hand at his umbrella and lifted into the air.  Though life was hard for superhumans, having telekinetic and telepathic powers was pretty nice.  He walked out of the Parliament Apartments building, and headed down the street.  As from most parts of New Haven City, the Carmichael Tech building was visible as Soren entered the Brown Bear Bar, he went to the bar and ordered a beer.  David Stewart, the bartender and superhuman with extraordinary strength and endurance.  Soren leaned against the bar, watching the news.

"Here about Stretch's arrest?  Was on the news this morning."  David said to Soren as he wiped some glasses.  Soren nodded as he looked around the pub; he saw Jack Anderson, a superhuman who could turn his skin into any solid substance he touched, sitting a corner talking to a friend of his.  The news anchor on the TV was talking about the rising crime rates in New Haven City, and that the Superhuman Act had passed the House.  Then the TV showed a DSA spokesman giving a speech about the new Act, Soren groaned.  It was weeks now when all superhumans would have to register with the DSA, take their vaccinations and ID chips.  And along with the Superhuman Act, the DSA had power to arrest those who resist and send them to Dark Hell.  As the sky grew darker, a slightly drunk Soren Erikson made his way home.

Agent Grover set the files on the table, he took his seat opposite the handcuffed figure.  He took his time opening and sifting through the files, he found the one he wanted, he took a sip of coffee.

"Dark Hell inmate, number 66079, DSA registration number, the same-"

"My name is Plague!"

"As far as the DSA and US government cares, your a number," he cleared his throat, "Timothy Granger, also known as 'Plague' among his accomplices and victims.  Convicted for seven homicide, including two DSA agents,  attempted murder of three US senators, multiple cases of theft, some major banks, and kidnapping and testing diseases on your kidnapped victims.  Well, Mr. Granger, you got quite a record there, don't you?"  Plague shrugged.  Agent Grover sipped his coffee.

"And, you've spent the last twenty years in Dark Hell.  And I'm sorely tempted to put you back, but the DSA needs you.  And if you do this right, you may walk free again."

"Yes, I already know what you want of me: to make you a vaccine for the supers."

"And in return, a clean slate and your freedom."  Said the agent.  Plague thought for a moment.

"Of course, you don't have to accept, I'll understand, I'll send you back to your cell in Dark Hell, I hear they fixed the Nightmare Pool.  Plague paled.

"So if I accept, all I have to do is make you a vaccine?  That's it?"  He looked suspicious.

"A thought just occurred to me, the DSA, or Department of Superhuman Affairs, deals with humans with extraordinary abilities.  You, Mr. Granger are not a superhuman, but you are the greatest poisoner in history.  So I'll hand you over to Homeland Security, I'm sure they've recovered from your shots you gave them."  Grover said, smirking.  Plague gulped and paled even further.

"I'll do it!  But remember, I go free afterwards."  Plague said.  Grover hid his smile.

"Very good, thank you Mr. Granger."  He picked up the files and coffee cup and left Plague in the dim interview room.

'Really good coffee!'  He thought as he walked down the hall.                 

The Shadow.

The Shadow refers to a high elf who became a warlock, who then bonded his soul with the deepest darkness, thus becoming a shade. He started his rise to power in 435 SD, he surrounded himself in black enchantments. As he gained power he joined the Cult of the Unholy Throne, where quickly ascended ranks, until he was second to Helldock, a Nendros human warlock, who was afraid for his position, so he ordered the assassination of The Shadow, who's name is unknown. The assassins were easily destroyed by the master warlock, the Shadow then killed Helldock in a magician's duel. The Shadow grew more and more in power in the wizard world, he took control of many cults and orders of wizards, all united with the same goal: to find the Unholy Throne. Finally, the Shadow started to attack the kingdoms of Eilendor, spreading his dark rule over many parts of the world. He then challenged the power of the Dragon Riders, who fought to push his rule from the free lands still left. Many of the Riders died, and many of the Shadow's followers, then Kunder, a human wizard Rider and his silver dragon, Alasa, flew to the Shadow's fortress in the Radulla Mountains, in the north of Elben, where he fought the Shadow, and unable to kill him, sealed the Shadow in an ancient oak tree. Kunder's blood line continued down to Otorin Derenson, who lives in Althor. The oak tree stands to this day, sealed with the Rider's mark, still holding the trapped vestige of the Shadow.

Highfall, Naldagor.

Stars gazed down on the city of Highfall, a human-built city, made for interracial trading.  The last stragglers headed for home, the last merchants closed up their shops, the gamblers and thieves came out from hiding, one particular thief,  Vanng by name,made his way to the Highfall Citadel.  Vanng, a human, sneaked past the guards and got past the security system with ease, he was an expert thief.  He made his way down to the vaults; deeper and deeper he went, down into the cliff on which Highfall resides.  The security was much more of a challenge down here, the passage was labyrinth, the traps were lethal, some magical.  Finally, he unlocked a massive iron door, and entered the vaults, and there it was, the Ancient Staff.  He took it, and stole back up to the surface, where he was almost spotted by a dwarf guard.  His accomplice, Dan, looked at the Staff, he nodded.  The two thieves escaped into the night.

The next morning, the patriarch of the city was told of the robbery, he then told the rest of the world, the theft of the Ancient Staff.     

The Epsilite Harvest.

The galaxy is full of worlds, and each world has a unique atmosphere, terrain, and minerals.  There are billions of minerals in the Galaxy, but there are few as powerful as epsilite.  Epsilite is only found on two known planets, Onsus Delta and Eridu.  Onsus Delta was destroyed in the Second Great War, Eridu is now the only known planet that holds this invaluable ore.  In 2634 AI, epsilite was found, deep within Eridu, miners from all over the galaxy came to the human homeworld, with great machines that burrowed down, generally from the arctic, miles deep, and found great caverns full of epsilite.  This was known as the Epsilite Harvest.  The epsilite harvest was twice as big as the Quantium Rush on Ius, the arctic was practically destroyed, the native wildlife were temporarily moved to the ice world of Tenva Prime, where the Yapas gladly watched over the exotic animals.  After about five years of mining, the Emperor banned the private prospecting of Epsilite, but mining corporations with Imperium-issued licenses can still mine the powerful mineral.  The Rodux System Mining Corporation is the leader in epsilite supply.  Epsilite in value is succeeded by Quantium, which is succeeded by Xullvelium (or Star Copper), which has been depleted for eons.      

Neptune Aj-kel.

Born on Kerroi, Neptune Cornelius Aj-kel, is a gambler, thief, spacewalker, and a half-human half-xenos.

Neptune was flung unceremoniously from the casino, he landed hard on the metal street.

"Und shtay out!"  the deseck bartender yelled.  Neptune pushed his white hair out of his eyes, he flipped some CCs (Confederation Credits) into his backpack.

"I already got what I want."  He smiled, then headed for the docks.

He kept his head down as he passed some lounging Confederation troops and policemen, he came to a beat-up, old, galxthorican-made ship.  Tuback, the tuan who owned the ship, and his five shipmates were waiting.

"Got the money?"  Tuback asked.

"Got the, ah, case?"  The maldos shipman retrieved a black case, Tuback took it and opened it, inside was a dull iron cube.

"One hack-cube coming up, this baby can hack into the Confederation main computers.  For sixty thousand Credits."  Neptune passed the Credits, Tuback handed him the case, he glanced over at the guards, they were preoccupied with an illegal slaver ship.

"If you want questionable items, Tuback is your man."  Neptune grinned.  He shook Tubacks hand.

"So, any trouble gettin' here?"  Asked the half-xenos.

"Ran into some Confederation patrol guys, and a small pirate ship, but other then that, it was smooth sailing.  How are you hildin' up?"

Neptune grimaced,

"Not to bad, but I've almost got me a room in Incarcerus.  But with this," he patted the cube, "should throw the feds off my trail."  The lounging officers realized that Neptune was in the shadowy nook, they grabbed their guns and ran, he saw them and jumped into hyperspace.  All they saw when they got there was a small dust cloud.      

Spacewalkers.

Spacewalkers have the ability to jump into hyperspace, thus allowing them to travel from planet to planet.  Walkers originated among the World Builders, and spread to most other species.  They were used as messengers, scouts, and special soldiers in many wars.  Spacewalker's power is similar to the hyper fluxi organ in lilolites and ynollocks (space pentapuses), though it is a special connection of neurons in sentient spacewalkers.  Spacewalkers also possess psionic powers; telekinesis, clairvoyance, enhanced physical abilities, and so on.   Spacewalkers can be found in most species, though none have been found among the uruzad and carisytes.  

The Three Hundred year Stillness and the Dark War.

After the fall of the Rattaki Empire, there was an era of peace and commerce, but then the Dark Age settled in and hyperdrive technology was lost, and so the Three hundred year Stillness began.  The Three hundred year Stillness is another name for the dark age, nothing happened, there was no space travel, people forgot about other planets and other alien species.  After the three hundred years tuans and galxthoricans reinvented hyperdrive engines, so the Republic continued.

The Dark War started in 50023 BE, six hundred years after the Three hundred year Stillness.  The Republic had just discovered the carisyte species, who came from a Wild Space world, which they had destroyed, being a parasitic race.  And the race that called themselves "The Primordials" came to conquer the universe.  The primordials are a unique species, they can, at will, turn incorporeal, transparent, though they could not harm solid things in this form, lasers would pass right through them.  The carisytes and primordials combined made a great plague on the galaxy, the carisytes permanently damaged many planets and the primordials won every battle they fought.  That is, until the invention of the disrupter, a device that disintegrated solids, vaporized liquids, and dissipated gases.  When the primordials go incorporeal, they are technically a gas, so the disrupter dissipated them when they went into ethereal form.  The reason it is called the Dark War is because, even after the vaporizer, the war was long, and destructive.  Finally at the Battle of Nyx, the carisytes were driven back into wild space, and the primordials were banished from the galaxy.  

History of the Galactic Federation.

After the fall of the Old Empire, the different species that were part of the rebellion kept in contact with each other, meeting on the Solaris Primis planet Kerroi (Mars), even ancient human civilizations had contact with the hiz' ral and xzeni.  But then the loss of hyperdrive technology during the Hundred year Stillness, and as human civilization fell, they stopped alien contact.  But when hyperdrive technology by tuans and galxthoricans, the meet between the species continued on Kerroi, and an official link of commerce and industry was made.  The first confederation was made. Then the new Republic fought against the carisytes and the primordials in the Dark War, they drove the carisytes back from Republic planets and drove the primordials from the galaxy.  The Republic a prosperous two hundred years until the First Orion Nebula War, where the Onsus System was destroyed by the Star Bomb, causing the Onsus sun to explode.  The Second Orion War was a long and bloody one, naktaka warriors unveiled the PLanet Architect as their secret weapon, reaping much havoc on many star systems, finally the naktaka forces were driven back, but unable to destroy the Architect, the Republic sealed it up and drifted it near a black hole.  The Republic had a few centuries of peace, then, in 2626 AE,  a xenos-planted coup overthrew the Republic, but then humans, who had just invented hyperdrive on Earth, stopped the rebels and helped reform the Republic as the Galactic Confederation, based on Kerroi.  The Confederation then fought in a war against the xenos and plutons from Hades, in the Confederation War.  Currently the Confederation is at peace, but is having a cold war with the Xenos Imperium and Pluton Domain.

Planet Otath, at a Confederation outpost.

 The squadron of Confederation troopers lounged inside the outpost, watching Phaserball on the TVnet, training, or working on weapons and armor.  Flint Carrsen tossed his helmet up in the air as he watched the three-team Phaserball match, and, as usual, during the commercial break there was a warning about the klissik, xenos, and an embargo on the Pluton Empire.  They were much more frequent these days.  Otath is a cloudy, dull, rocky planet, who's main inhabitants are human-sized rodent species, and  some colonies of klissik.  Flint went to Holo receiver to contact the commander, he turned it on.  Nothing happened. 

"Oi, Erkjk, what's wrong with the friggin receiver."  Flint called over his shoulder.  Erkjk, the galxthorican technician grunted in Galxthr, then went to the Communications room.  Then Flint heard a buzzing noise, a bug-like face flashed on the screen, a cry of alarm was heard, an actual alarm went off.  Flint jammed his helmet on his head, ran to the gun rack and grabbed his rifle, then dashed outside.  A swarm of giant dagrokk-riding klissik were flying around the base.  The turrets fired up and auto-locked on the dagrokks.  Dagrokks are giant monster-dragon flies from the klissik planet of Ragos, they have excellent sight and super tough exo-skeleton.  The klissik rained their primitive weapons down on the Confederation troops, bone spikes stabbed a solider, he then exploded.  Flint shot a klissik off his steed, dodged a ball of acidic dagrokk vomit, and ran inside, he grabbed the emergency receiver.

"Mayday, SOS!  Code Violet!  I repeat, Code Violet!  The klissik have attacked the Otath 274 outpost!"          

Where to hide a fairy?

Thalia Nuala Silverlake, the descendant of the Silver King (beside her five brothers), walked down the tree-covered hallway to Council Chamber. She was admitted in by the gnome guards and she bowed to the Crown of Oberon and the Sword of Nuada, as was the custom. The eleven councilors her father, and her five brothers Oakraed, Alperius, Alder, Fynn, and Torus Dendro, watched her as she took a seat in front of the council table. King Remeus Silverlake, an elderly elf , rose from the center chair and addressed the siblings.

"I have some grave news for you children. Firstly, your eldest, outcast, brother, Blackeagle, has been spotted on the edge of the Goblin's Divide," Thalia gasped and her brothers crossed there arms, "Secondly, Lady Raven has been gathering in power and has become a serous threat, her forces have been spotted in great numbers by our gryphon scouts. And lastly, as much as it pains me to tell you, the council and the Ri Knights have agreed to move you five to the Human Realm." The Silverlakes burst into outraged cries.

"Fine, just treat us like a bunch of gnome babies!" Yelled Fynn.

"I'd rather live with trolls!"

"We can fight!" Oakraed drew his rapier, "We don't need to rely on such capricious creatures as humans."

"Why don't we just-!"

"Enough! Enough." Allthorn pinched his brow, "Listen, you are the of heirs and my children, the most important folk in the Fairy Realm, all that stands between Blackeagle and Lady Raven from conquering Tir na nog and the Sublunary World. And as you know I have fathered and cared for you as best I can, I am doing this for your own good. Now you will be traveling with a battalion of Avalon Knights, who are taking you to Erie, where you'll stay with Marcus, the merchant leprechaun. And there you will wait until we see what Lady Raven's next move is. An expert on human culture, specifically Erie, British, and American will be here shortly, he will tell you what humans eat, wear, talk about, use, and act in general, and how to use those little colorful thingys humans talk into. You will always be watched by 24/12-pardon, 24/7 by Avalon Knights. And I must say one last thing before you depart, never, NEVER, reveal your real identity to a human, they are not as they once were, they helped us, they interacted with us. On that not I say sain tamall, may Oberon guide you and be watchful of the stars." He hugged each child goodbye, then they were led through side door.

Huis was a rather energetic hobgoblin human culture expert, he showed the Silverlake children how to dress like a human (everyone, especially Thalia, complain about the undergarments), what humans eat, and how to work human technology.

"What's this, texinging?" Thalia said hold a cellphone gingerly.

"No, txting, my dear, short hand writing on a cellphone." The hobgoblin said. After about an hour of getting used to centuries-advanced technology, the five siblings walked, with Huis, to Ri Knights stronghold, where they would be escorted to Earth.

To get from Earth to the Faerie Realm, you must find a magical spot to transport you (such as an ancient barrow, a cave, fairy forts etc.), to get from the Faerie world to Earth, you must go through the pools of water. The Ri Knights led them to a pool near the stronghold, nixies bobbed on the surface, and some goblin fisherman stood on the other bank. A will o wisp flew playfully by around Thalia, she smiled, a sad, smile. She could her fiddles playing, and laughter and talk, the celebration of the Spring Solstice, her eyes brimmed with tears, she was leaving. For how long? God knows, she could be stranded with humans for years, what if something bad happened while she was gone? The party stepped down into the body of fey water.

Thalia was falling through a space of deep blue, the space between spaces, she caught flashes of other dimensions, then she saw Earth, a dense dimension, they were speeding down to Ireland, when they stopped, miles above the Earth, then, slowly at first, they reversed direction, back to the Faerie Realm, Thalia looked around, wondering what had caused them to reverse, then one of here guards shouted out an incantation, and it was like soundless lighting flashed right in front of her eyes, she felt herself hit earth. As she and her siblings roused themselves from the daze, they looked around. They were definitely on Earth, their guard surrounding them, spears raised, and yet something was not right. At least if a passing human would see five Irish teenagers (thanks to the disguise spell) but with a platoon of archaic, fey, warriors. As Thalia looked around, again something was not right, wait, no Avalon Knights, no Marcus, and the forest it... it wasn't Ireland, it was, New England!

Kelnin and Nanlyr settle their differences (with violence).

The two elf soldiers fired a volley of arrows at Kelnin, he was stuck in the left shoulder by two.  He swore in Dark Elven, and leaped past the two elves and lanced at Nanlyr, who jumped out of the way.  The necromancer sent a necrotic wave that killed many of the trees and weakened the four elves, he laughed and teleported up in a tree.  Kelnin twirled the enderi spear around slashed Nanlyr's chest and face, he reeled back in pain, lashed blindly at Kelnin and embedded his sword in a nearby tree.  The elf guards drew swords and were about to fall on Kelnin, when the necromancer lanced all four of them with lightning, they fell to the ground, crackling, but then Nanlyr took out the orb and sucked the dark wizard's power out, Kelnin and the two elves poked him with spears.  The necromancer fell from the tree, covered in blood.  Nanlyr and the two elf rangers turned to Kelnin.

"Kelnin, you knew it would be foolish to come back here," Nanlyr motioned to one of the elves, who took out a blowing horn, "You came all the way back just because of a single necromancer?  I think we found the hero side of Kelnin.  But now-"  Kelnin cut him off by throwing his spear into the the horn, smashing it, and puncturing the throat of the elf about to blow.  He then lunged forward and snatched the orb restraining his magic, and smashed it on a rock, power flooded his veins.  Nanlyr took a step back, but Kelnin stunned both him and the ranger.

"Good bye, Nanlyr, you were always obnoxious and arrogant."  Kelnin took the fallen elf's sword.  But before he could kill Nanlyr, The planes fluxed again, and the three of them were hurled onto the Shadowmare.  The planar hop disrupted Kelnin's magic, Nanlyr grabbed his sword and slashed at Kelnin, who was distracted by the flux.  He staggered back from Nanlyr, holding his bleeding right arm, fortunately, he was left-handed.  They fought on the Shadowmare, then were carried to the Astral Plane, they floated in the silver night, blood suspended next to them, then to Therrkgr, the plane of chaos, they avoided bursts of fire and ice, waves of earth and aerolanches.  They were flashed again and appeared in a human city, furiously cutting and slashing at each other.  They stepped back from each other, dripping with blood, then they vanished and reappeared in Faelir Forest, the dead necromancer on the ground.  Nanlyr raised his  sword at arms length, his once pristine white suit spattered with blood and cuts, he stumbled, and Kelnin caught him on his spear.  Nanlyr gave a gasp, then died.

Evidence was found that Nanlyr had set Kelnin up, and that he had hired the necromancer so he could pretend to be the hero.  The Maledon House was put to shame.  Kelnin was returned to his true, elfin, complexion, and dirty-blond hair, also his powers, and returned to his house, Beurell.  Rose petals fell from thin air over the crowd as Kelnin was knighted as the Athnir by the High Priestess, his new wife, Lynia, prominent among them.  It was found out that the necromancer belonged to an order of mages from the Faeriedeep, the eldritch caverns and tunnels under Lorria.  Kelnin was requested to journey to Cho, the drow kingdom, and see what was reason for the heightened dark elf activity.  The new elf hero bade farewell to his wife and departed for the land of night.       

THE END, FOR NOW.

The Witch King of Daranmar.

The Witch King was a sorcerer, who had a reign of terror around 174 SD-84 SD.  He was born in the old human kingdom of Durthinngar, which was located to the far west of Naldagor.  Durthinngar was known for dabbling in witchcraft.  He, the Witch King, or Serren, was born about 203 SD, in a small village in north Durthinngar, he was said to be born a wizard, so his parents sent him off to school at age ten, he was very powerful, and turned his interests toward black magic.  Serren graduated from the school at age twenty, he went to join a cult dedicated to Aralvras, he then took control of the cult and slowly seized control of Durthinngar.  Serren then started calling himself the Witch King, for he was a warlock and ruler of the old human empire, he also put his soul in an enchanted diamond and put it deep in his personal vaults in the Stormhead Mountains in north Durthinngar, thus becoming a lich.  He started to spread his rule to all corners of the world, none dared stand in his way, until his great-grandson, Deromir, and his sister, Lianna, a dragon rider, mustered together the small human rebel armies and drove the Witch King's forces back to Durthinngar.  The rebels called for help, but no other race dared anger the Witch King, but the high chief of Orvak, the orc Grougabash sent his finest battalion of orcs and hobgoblins and stormed the entire kingdom of Durthinngar as Deromir and Lianna led a fleet of Gelldorin airships and dragon riders against the Witch King's fleet at the Battle of Weatherborn's Pass.  Lianna was nearly killed in the battle, Deromir locked his great-grandfather in a duel, he used the legendary sword, Aetherwing, while Serren used his hand-made, enchanted flail, Sectemus, the Scourge of Men.  Deromir slew the Witch King, but was not able to destroy Sectemus.  Many dout Deromir killed the Witch King, it is said he sold his already extracted soul to Aralvras.  Durthinngar was destroyed by the Gelldorin fleet and the orcs, all that remains are some old necropolises and ruins of ancient cities.  It is agreed that the Witch King was the most vile and powerful warlock to ever walk Eilendor.    

Classification of fairies.

Courts:

 Seelie: Seelie fairies, or "blessed fairies" are the goodly, more benevolent fairies, such as; elves, goblins, hobgoblins, gnomes, sylphs, etc.  Even though Seelie Court fairies are generally good, they still enjoy a good prank on humans and still get angry because of insults, but they are still helpful and kind.  The term "Seelie Court" refers to the interracial war of the fairies, when King Lu called all loyal fairy peoples to his fairy fort, Seelie, most answered the call, some did not.

 Unseelie Court: Unseelie fairies, or "unholy" fairies are malicious, harmful, human-hating fey; boggarts, mares, ogres, fomorians, dark elves, bokwus, etc.  The Unseelie fairies, unlike Seelie fairies' playful pranks, hate humans and play deadly gags, or simply  kill humans for sport, such as sirens, and Unseelie Court fairies only take humanoid forms to deceive men, while Seelie fairies take human-like forms to fit in.  The Unseelie Court was the group of fey who did not answer High King Lu"s call, they instead joined the fomorian-led Fir bolg legions.  Even though Unseelies were traitors, the fairy High Kings were to treat them as they would any other fairy.

Classes:

 Trooping and Solitary: a further classification of fairies are the four classes, trooping, solitary, wild, domestic.  Trooping fairies, along with domestic faeries, are most commonly seen by humans.  Elves are trooping fairies, and gnomes, leprechauns, goblins, and sylphs.  They are called trooping because they used to accompany the High King as he traveled around the world visiting fairy settlements.  Solitary are fairies who generally hide from humans and live in small groups.  Leshies, kappas, kelpies, and spriggans are solitary fey. 

 Wild and Domestic: domestic nature folk live within human dwellings, and can help humans or trouble them.  Hobgoblins are Seelie domestic fey, and they live to serve humans, while redcaps haunt abandoned buildings.  Hobgoblins, boggarts, brownies, redcaps, and kobolds are domestic.  Wild can be rather over-playful, like satyrs, or raving and roving; trolls, harpies, and hinkypunks.  Wild fairies are, satyrs, poltergeists, windigos, nyads, and faery dogs.  

Elements:

 Fire: fire fey are few, but are generally impulsive.  Imps, salamanders, western dragons, and fomorians are fire elementals.

 Water: water sprites can be calm and graceful, or fast and deadly.  Kelpies, nyads, kappas, grinylows, merfolk, and russlka are water fairy. 

 Air: like fire, are few, but they are calm and light-hearted.  Hinkypunks, pixies, bakus, sylphs, and werecats are air sprites.

 Earth: earth fairy are the most populous fey, and are usually down to earth.  Elves, gnomes, leprechauns, ogres, gremlins, goblins, and spriggans are earth elementals.

Assault on CERN.

55 miles south of Baghdad, Iraq.  

The Second Alliance Paladins (the SA unit specializing in the supernatural) gathered behind a boulder.  Capt. Osborn looked through his binoculars, he could see the CERN core, there electrical discharges shooting from within the frame.  The ruins of Babylon were dug up, the tombs of the Babylonian kings ransacked, the Alliance Paladins looked down on the pit that crackled with photon energy.  Cmdr. Burns drew his gun, and marshaled his troops into position, the last few officials left the CERN facilities, just a few night guards and workers.  The new moon rose above the Iraqi landscape, the time was almost right for the assault.

"Now boys," Said Burns, "The Alliance army is creating a diversion in Russia, so we have one shot to take this thing.  Bluewing, go around to the front, Redwing, take out any opposition, Greenwing, take out the communication, and security systems, Gold and Silverwings, go for the lab and CERN.  And, like they say in those old Hollywood movies; the world is at stake here.  Move out!"  The different teams charged down toward the lab area, Osborn led Silverwing to CERN, along with Goldwing.  The Paladins succeeded in shutting down the lab and taking out the guards, but then a border patrol officer saw the Paladins by the CERN core, set of a pulse flare, the alarms went off and every government office knew of the attack.  SWAT and emergency Marines arrived in seconds, fortunately most government forces were in Russia right then.  Osborn and  the rest of Silverwing were sabotaging the core when a group of Marines came at them, Silverwing was gunned down, but a bullet hit some of the CERN matrix's exposed parts.  There was a huge burst of photon energy, a momentary vortex.  For a split second, something flashed in Thomas Osborn's vision, he could not tell what it was.  There was rumble he heard through the gunfire and yells, a deep, unearthly roar, a giant figure burst out of the laboratory, he grabbed two nearby soldiers and ate them.  Thomas was knocked into the stargate pit by a stampede of fleeing army men, he fell through the energy bursts and there was another crack of gunfire, and another, bigger photon bolt.  Just as Osborn was about to hit the ground, he left this dimension entirely.