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If I could Fly

Chap 1

Innocent until Proven Guilty

"Feh, what do they know. Jerks" She mumbled to her self.

Quin pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them, while letting her chin rest on her knees. A million thoughts were running through her head, but one stuck out the most. It always did, she couldn't ignore it. Quin knew she couldn't forget the one single thought; it crossed her mind every second. No, it wasn't a thought, it was a question. She knew no one knew the answer to it, at least not now, but she asked her self anyway.

"Why…why me?" Quin wondered, and there you have it. It crossed her mind again. The one thought she couldn't rid of.

Quin had just been scolded and been the laughing stock of the world. Again. Nothing new, at all, but it bothered her every time it happened.

"Why me? Why me? Why do I have to go through all of this? Why not someone else, what did I do?" She yelled at herself, as if she was the one at fault for her misery.

"A mutant, that's what they call me. Well I am not! I swear I am not, there is nothing wrong with me…well…" She sighed, there was, but it's not her fault. Why does the world have to blame her?

Sitting by the lake made her feel a little better. Quin liked to come to this place every time something made her upset. Which was quite often, she might as well call it her second home. The most important part about it is that it's pretty far away from Prontera, or any other city for that matter. Not a lot of people would drag their way where she was, or if they did, she did not know them, so they couldn't throw some lame, cruel, remark at her.

Boing! Boing! Boing! A poring bounced its way around Quin. She giggled at it, no matter how badly the world around her crashed down, the pink creature's care-free face always lifted some baggage of her heart. To think a creature that pure could be called a monster, and worst of all, someone could lift their hand to kill it. Same way as someone can put her through all of this, but she's put up with the constant put downs all 17 years of her life, Quin was sure she'll get over it. Eventually.

Quin's thoughts were interrupted by the setting sun, which always meant the day has ended, and another one just as bad was in store for her. "Hmm, if I start walking now I'll get there before it gets dark. Then I can sit outside Prontera till it gets purely dark, and maybe no one will see me." Quin hoped to her self, she unhurriedly got up from the warm embrace of the grass beneath her and took a look around her lonely place. Her long trench coat fell behind her in smooth patterns, brushing against the tips of the grass.

Quin's ears perked up as she heard a voice, all too familiar. She cringed at the sound of it and hoped that they would not see her. As inaudibly as she possibly could, Quin hid behind a tree.

"That b Quin, ran away again. She can't take anything face to face. Weakling. " The voice sounded out to her ears, followed by laughter from a few others. Their foot steps seemed to be getting closer to her. Quin sighed, she had no choice, she can't let them find her.
"3-2-1-0!" She whispered to her self. As the last sound hit her ears, Quin's trench coat came off in one swift, soundless movement, and she leaped, as high as her fragile legs would let her. That was enough.

What goes up, must come down. She thought, or in her case; what goes up, must come down…eventually. For Quin did not hit the ground as an ordinary person supposed to, instead she was held up by the same things that she cursed every minute of her life.
"How ironic," Quin spoke. "The things that caused the biggest mess in my life, are the same things that are getting me out of one, right now."

As much as Quin wanted to, something stopped her from fleeing away from the scene. She hovered upon the heads of those who she disliked. "What the hell are they doing here?" thought Quin. "No, what's he doing here." Quin thought towards the one person she'll never forget. The man at fault, he put the most weight on to her shoulders. "Zen, that asshole." Quin spat his name out as if it was a curse, in a way it was. He came up with all the names, all the tortures, but does she want revenge? No, Quin isn't the type of person. She doesn't wish to bring anyone harm, ever, no matter what they have done. All though, it doesn't mean Quin would forgive Zen, oh no. She is not stupid enough for that.

"Oh Quiiiinnn where are you hiding?" the dreaded voice echoed it self through the, what seems to be empty forest, but that didn't catch Quin's attention. His next actions did. Zen's eyes set them self's upon the Poring, it was harmlessly bouncing around and humming a happy tune. A small laugh came out of Zen's throat as he raised his foot and….splat. With one swift movement, that same thing that Quin was admiring moments ago was gone. Quin's shock nearly made her let out a scream, but she stopped it at the last moment.

Anger took over her fragile emotions. "Why did he do that? What has it ever done to HIM!" She thought, her eyebrows narrowing. Zen always found a way to hurt Quin, in any way possible, even unknowingly he caused harm to her. Every time she saw him, he'd so something to make her feel as if she's been stabbed in the heart with the finest knife that a Blacksmith could ever forge in their life time. Anger was taking over her delicate frame as she dosed in to a flashback.

It was dark, Quin could hear laughter…and she could taste and smell blood. Her blood. Some of her bones were broken, no doubt. She felt incredible, unbearable pain pass through her ribs, someone has kicked her really hard. She winced in pain, but couldn't gather up the strength to let the scream that has been burning in her throat to be set free. More laughing followed that, one of the voices was distinct, it was Zen's, and she was sure this was all his doing. Quin's thoughts got interrupted by another kick, as sharp as the last one, she couldn't feel it thought, her body was way to numb and Quin slowly slipped away in to a dark world in side her mind, all movement escaped her body. Her breathing slowed down to a very still pace, till she lost all feeling completely, her consciousness escaped her body completely, but painfully.

By the time Quin snapped out of her dark flashback, her anger reached an uncontrollable level. It was like a beast beating against the bars that kept it imprisoned, after enough hits, the bars broke down and the beast went free. Quin couldn't control the actions that followed after her rage rose to its peak. She flapped her immense fair wings faster and faster gaining speed, and in a split second she soared down towards the ground, hitting a target. Who, with no doubt, was Zen. With the speed that she flew at, her gentle wings were like razors. She felt warm liquid swarm her once white wings in too a deep crimson colour. Moments later, Quin heard a loud thud. Like something heavy has just hit the ground, and then screams, loud, unbearable screams.

The ground beneath her feet was shaking, and she saw a bunch of blurs running from her, screaming, yelling words that Quin was too confused to understand. Than it hit her, like a rock, the reality of what just happened. Quin was covered in blood, she smelt blood, but worst of all, she knew it wasn't her own blood. Zen was dead, no doubt about it.

Tears bunched up at the corners of Quin's eyes, she felt angry, confused, and hurt. She fell back down to the ground and let the screams in her throat run free. Sure Quin had a bad life, sure Zen had a big part in her misery, but he didn't deserve to die. Worst of all, she had no right to harm him. "Since...since when was I a murderer?" she asked her self, more tears made their way down her cheeks. Maybe she really was a monster, a mutant, everything they called her. Quin wanted to lie there for ever, never get up, but she couldn't, she knew she had to leave at once. Quin pulled her self up to her feet, still a little shaky from the quick change of events, wiped of her tears with the sleeve of her shirt, put on her coat, to cover up the things she was most ashamed off, and started walking, leaving her old life, her identity, and the remains of her family behind. All that she took with her was something she would carry with her for ever, her pain.

Second thoughts, Quin can't just LEAVE Zen's body there, least she can do now is carry him back to somewhere that he could be found, she turned around and walked back toward Zen's motionless body, one look at him made more tears come from Quin's eyes. "What have I done?" She said to her self, as she bend down to pick up Zen. He was heavy, she was struggling at lifting him an inch of the ground, but she couldn't not carry him back home, instead she gave it one more try. His body came off the ground and she gave it several attempts to get him on her back, after about half an hour she managed to start walking.

With unhurried steps she walked towards Prontera, if she could get him close enough to the town, someone surely would find him. Each step was torture for her, but she kept walking. She couldn't stop, no, she wouldn't stop. With each moment she seemed to not be getting closer to her destination. After about 30minutes she finally saw the walls of Prontera from far away. She knew this is the closest she could get to Prontera with out being noticed, so she was about to set Zen's body on the ground when something interrupted her.

"Miss?" She heard a male's voice sound it self, and she turned around in fear to see who was behind her, it was a knight. Quin saw a few knights in Prontera before, but never spoken to one, actually, there have been many different occupations in the world of Rune Midgart, but she only really seen knights and a couple of priests. Quin her self was just a regular citizen, so she knew nothing of why and where did knights come from.

Quin stopped completely and struggled to turn around to look at the person who interrupted her task, her face was filled with fear, and she got her self ready for accusations and possibly more insults.

"Excuse me, sorry to bother you, but…." The stranger started, Quin's mouth opened a little and she took a step back, nearly tipping over from the weight Zen was adding on to her body, then when she got a puzzled look from the unknown person, she spoke. "I…I was taking a walk around the forest…when I came across this…person's body…" she lied, and took a deep breath, more tears started rolling down her face. "I didn't know what to do…so I…thought I would carry him…near…uh…a city, were someone could…uh…fin him…" she finished her lie, and looked for any sign of believe from the knight's face, he nodded, could he have really believed her? "Miss, why 'find' and not bring him to someone personally?" He said, doubting her innocence, his stern tone of voice made the microscopic bits of her confidence shrink even more. "I don't…want to be the carrier of bad news." She stated, hoping the knight would believe her and just go away.

She gave the foreigner one last glance before setting Zen's body down on the ground, more than ready to flee from yet another scene, but before she could make her second step she felt a warm hand tug at her arm. Quin spun around fear taking over her body she looked up at the knight.

The fear written on the girl's face struck Arik as a little odd, but I guess you never know how a person would react if you find them carrying a body on their back. Either way, Arik didn't blame the girl for anything, she was just trying to help, now all he had to do was convince the girl that he wasn't trying to harm her. "I'm Arik…what's your name?" After a couple of moments Arik heard the girl reply. "Elynn…my name is Elynn." She spoke.

Quin heard her self lie a bout her own name. "Well now I've done it, not only have I murdered, I'm also running away and lying about my identity." She thought to her self, and looked up at the person who calls him self 'Arik,' she could try trusting him…but what if he hurts her like the rest of the world?

Arik did not know whether Elynn lied about her name or no, but he can't force her in to telling him the truth, if she didn't. "Nice to meet you Elynn," he smiled at her, she didn't smile back. "This is awkward." He thought to him self, but he wanted to be persistent, just for the girl's sake, because it was generally in Arik's nature to help those who obviously needed help, that might be one of the reasons why he became a knight, he wanted to save innocent people from the war between humans and monsters that started to rise. He didn't want anymore innocent deaths, so he wanted to get stronger, to defeat the creatures that were out to hurt his friends.

Arik wanted to be of more help to the girl. "Elynn, would you like me to take the body back?" He asked, but Elynn shook her heard, that struck Arik as awkward, but he didn't say anything, she must have a good reason behind not wanting it, so he can't question her just yet, he doesn't know her well enough just yet.

"Where are you heading now?" Quin, or rather, Elynn heard a familiar voice sound it self through her head, she was wondering the same thing, where IS she going? She heard the same question make it self through her ears again, tears swelled up at the sides of her eyes… "Geffen," she answered, was that really where she wanted to go? Elynn, Quin, what ever, didn't know where she wanted to be. She didn't even know her name anymore, one thing she knew for sure, she wasn't going to come back here. Ever.

So? How's that for depressing? xP Sorry the first chapters always suck, but reviews make me more inspired to write so enjoy O: