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Usama's Fate
By JRD
It was a Grand Convocation of the Fae. All types were
there: Elves, Gnomes, Brownies, Leprechauns; at least a few
of every type of faerie was there. And all were clamoring
to be heard.
Finally, Oberon stood and yelled, "ENOUGH!" In a moment's
time the clamor was gone, and the hall was silent. Oberon
continued, "The rules stand! The Fae will not reenter the
fate of humanity. Any who do so will answer to me!" then he
and Titania were gone.
As most of the Fae left grumbling, Erin, the world's
youngest Leprechaun, looked around for others of her kind.
She saw Patty and went to him.
"Patty, where are all the other Leprechauns?"
"Those that were here are now running the globe to get
those who were not so that we can decide what to do."
Although there was a centuries old ban on faeries
interfering with humanity, Leprechauns had a special
dispensation. For them, the collection of gold and the deal
making that allowed that were their life's blood, without
them, the Leprechauns would atrophy and eventually fade
away.
Patty took Erin's hand and stepped into the Channels,
popping out into another part of Arcadia, the faerie
homeland. Looking around, Erin wanted to cry. The once
beautiful land was sickly and brown, pockmarked with spots
that made Erin think of human toxic waste.
She looked to Patty and asked, "I don't get it. After the
9/11 tragedy, human dreams have become so dark and dismal
that they've done this to our land. Why won't Oberon lift
the interference ban to let us do something?"
"Don't con yourself, kiddo. A lot of the faeries you saw in
their want the ban lifted only so they could make this
worse. We're not all light type tinkerbells. Oberon lifts
the ban for all and thing will get worse before they get
better."
Further conversation ended as the other Leprechauns started
coming in. When all were assembled, one of the group asked,
"Okay, who's gonna handle this?"
The immediate response to which was a furor as most of the
group tried to claim the act of avenging the 9/11 attack.
There was no question of what would be done for there was
only one thing they, as Leprechauns, could do. A mortal
with gold would be found to make a wish. Exactly what
happened after that would depend on the wish.
Finally, one voice said, "Enough! We all want to do
something about this, but if we all go our separate ways,
we'll only wind up working at cross purposes. The only way
we can all be involved is with the joining."
Erin watched as each Leprechaun raised his hand, closed,
then opened it. Each then walked over to Patty and placed
their coin on top of his. As soon as the other coin touched
Patty's, the coin and Leprechaun who held it disappeared.
When it was just Erin and Patty, she walked up to him and
asked, "How do you do that, the coin thing?"
"Like all our magic, you just do it."
"But I've tried." She opened and closed her hand a few
times. "Nothing happens."
"You haven't forged your faerie pot, have you? Each
Leprechaun just gave me their core coin. Making a coin into
your core coin is a part of making your pot. No pot means
no coin."
"What does giving you those core coins mean?"
"It links me to them and their gold. I now have access to
all the Leprechaun gold in the world; all but yours, that
is."
Erin was impressed. A Leprechaun's power came from his
gold. Right now Patty was more powerful than any faerie
except, perhaps, Oberon and Titania.
"So what can I do to help? I want to be involved."
"While I go find a mortal with gold and a wish, you go find
Usama bin Laden. The faerie channels are thinnest in the
Middle East, so you may or may not be close to him when you
step out. Don't confront him. I suspect his faith may not
be true, but there may be a Muslim with True Faith near
him."
"So?"
"So those in the Middle East don't know the Fae from the
Djinn. Since Islamic Faith can be used against Djinn, it
can also be used against us."
"Oh."
"The advantage is that their belief helps occlude us. As
long as you do absolutely nothing, no one, not even their
children, will notice you."
"Okay. See you in a bit." And both stepped into the
channels.
***
He was a New York police officer, one of those who had
gotten to the World Trade Center just after it had fallen.
He had lost many fellow officers that day. The grief and
anger might have subsided if not for the fact that Usama
bin Laden was somehow managing to avoid justice. American
forces were still pursuing him, but Usama was still at
large.
He turned off the TV, angry after another report detailing
how the army still hadn't gotten Usama yet. He walked over
to his desk and got out the medal he had received. He was
hoping that the symbol of the recognition he had received
would cheer him, but all it did was remind him of all his
lost friends and allies.
He clenched the medal tightly and said, to no one in
particular, "I just wish someone could dish out a little
justice to that psycho."
From behind him, he heard, "I think that could be
arranged."
He turned and saw a two foot tall man dressed all in green.
He rubbed his eyes and said, "I must have cracked under the
pressure."
"Not quite. Look, boy-o, let me make this quick. I am a
Leprechaun, and I can make that wish come true, but the
rules say I can only do it in trade for gold, so if you are
willing to give up that medal, I can make your wish a
reality."
The officer looked at his medal. It would be a sacrifice,
but, assuming he wasn't hallucinating, it should be worth
it.
He handed the medal to Patty and said, "Here. Do what you
have to."
"Not quite that easy. Now you have to wish the wish. Now
keep in mind that in this case, I'm willing to give you as
much leeway as I can, but I am still required to grant the
wish exactly as you word it, so think carefully before you
speak."
The officer had heard enough stories of wishes gone bad to
understand what Patty was talking about. He took the time
to think about what he wanted before saying, "I wish Usama
bin Laden would be made to suffer as much as he has made
others suffer."
Patty thought a bit before saying, "Granted," and
disappearing.
***
In a cave in Afghanistan, Usama bin Laden was getting ready
to move to his next "safe cave" in his attempt to elude
American justice. He had little respect for the Americans.
There were enough caves throughout these mountains for him
to hide for months, possibly forever.
He walked towards the entrance when he felt a weight slam
into his chest, knocking him over. From the ground, he
looked up and saw a two foot tall, nearly nude red-haired
woman standing on him.
She looked down at him with her hands on her hips and
asked, "Where do you think you're going, killer?"
He ignored the question and swatted her away. He tried to
rise, figuring Erin would be too stunned to stop him, only
to get knocked down again.
Standing on him again, she grabbed the front of his robes
and said, "Look, stupid, I may lack the strength to keep
you from knocking me around, but you can't hurt me, so I
will keep coming back, and I can hurt you."
Usama grabbed her and quickly stood. She broke free and
dropped. He tried to kick her on the way down, only to have
her grab his leg and flip him forward onto his face.
He looked up and saw a man dressed in a green suit. Patty
said, "Time for some justice," and waved his hand.
Usama bin Laden changed. His face, the face the world knew,
remained the same, but from the neck down, he became a
woman, a small, saggy breasted woman, and he knew it. He
was about to scream for Allah when time and space twisted,
and he was elsewhere.
He was in a modern American office building with big
windows he was near that looked out at a nearly clear sky,
nearly clear except for a large airliner barreling right at
him. He didn't have time to scream as American Airlines
Flight 11 crashed into and exploded around him.
As he was ripped apart by force and fire, he felt that at
least his time as a hated woman would be short. But just as
it seemed over, he was back in the restored office watching
the plane hurtle at him.
After reliving the fatal crash one more time, he was once
more sent back to the beginning of the event, but this time
everything froze. He turned to see Patty and asked, "What's
going on?"
"Simple, I have set it up so you will die one time or every
death you have caused. Don't worry, though. You won't go
mad. My magic prevents that escape. After you get done with
that, you will go and live through the pain of each of your
victims' loved ones learning of the deaths you caused. Then
we'll get you back exactly where you left. I'm sorry to say
you won't have enough time to get away from the U.S. troops
that will be closing in on you."
Patty disappeared, leaving Usama bin Laden to suffer the
same fate he had inflicted on so many others, just
thousands of times over.
***
A week later, two guards stood outside the cell where Usama
bin Laden was ranting. One guard asked the other, "Do you
have any idea what he's yelling about?"
"Something about the little green devil changing him back
into a man."
"What? He thinks he's a woman?"
"It's just a ploy. Everybody who's talked with him, both
medical doctors and headshrinkers, agree that he's as male
as you or me."
Neither man saw the two figures in green sitting on a
nearby desk. Erin asked Patty, "Why not change him into a
woman for real?"
"Bigger torture. The Americans think he's pulling some
stunt, he's been discredited in the eyes of his old allies
because no true believer would ever claim to be a woman for
any reason, and yet, he still goes to the grave thinking
he's a woman."
The two stepped into the channels, Patty heading back to
Arcadia, Erin to try to get more gold.
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