The boy's voice silently echoed throughout the sky as he sobbed shamelessly. His feet dangled over the edge of a roof, swaying within the whistling wind. There, where he was as high as can be, the air was thin and clear.

Damian cradled his face in his hands, crying endlessly. His body wasn't exactly human anymore, so he felt like he could do this for eternity. 'Not that anyone cares', that thought went through his mind over and over again. That one statement tortured his mind, hurting it in ways he never knew possible. He silently screamed for mercy, as he sat there in the cold wind.

It didn't take long for him to come to the realization that his existence would no longer be acknowledged for the rest of his immortality. He tried to kill himself multiple times beforehand, but it was no use. He only impaled himself within the blink of an eye when he went on to stab himself, although that only lead to nothing at all. The knife slipped right through, and it was clear that all Damian appeared to be was air. You can't really defeat air, now can you?

Damian gave up after his first attempt, that was it for him. He couldn't bare the thought of facing his mother, so he was in search for the highest building in his suburban town. Which lead him to his current state, crying nonstop for almost 1 week straight, and counting.

Now, you would probably start calling Damian a crybaby by now. But what if no one could see you, but yourself? It's gonna be a lot harder to act out your daily activities when you're nothing but air, you can't eat, and you feel as if you have lost your humanity. You may get all excited, and think about messing with people with this ability. I beg to differ because it's nothing like that really at all. If no one can see you, there is a good chance that you're not gonna have a life at all, especially if they can't hear you either.

Damian lost everything when he disappeared that night.

He suddenly heard something different. Usually, over the course of the past week, all Damian could hear was himself, cars, and distant voices from far down below. He removed his hands and looked around for what felt like the first time in days. But when he looked down, all he saw were cars and people, all as small as can be, due to the distance Damian had from the ground.

When he finally turned around, he saw two people laughing together. As if being with one another they could have the time of their lives. The laughter drowned in giggles and only grew louder as they approached Damian unknowingly.

Damian wiped away his tears, and turned around just in time to hear an exchange of words, "I love you." Then the couple kissed in the dark, the moonlight bathing them endlessly within such a passionate kiss. He watched as the boy slowly pulled away from the girl, keeping his careful grip on her waist. She smiled in great interest with what seemed to be her boyfriend's eyes.

Such a moment was something Damian would never experience. 'Love...' He thought, was an action of affection that he thought he would never act upon.

In an attempt to escape, Damian leaned forward effortlessly. He had decided that the moment the teens interrupted himself, that he would get up and leave. but he found himself leaning forward more than usual. It took him a second to come to the realization that he was indeed... Falling in fact. His body flew down, as gravity took over.

He flailed his arms about immaturely like a bird. This was clearly not his intention. After several of what seemed to be useless trials, he gave in. Damian rested his eyes and relaxed his body.

The hood of his jacket slowly came off his head, flapping in the air. His clothes wrinkled and waved furiously in the wind. His body started flipping over several times until he finished with a skilled somersault. The air seemingly froze, as if he had stopped in midair.

His eyes wrinkled, as he shut both eyes tightly. He knew something was wrong. is this heaven? Who the fuck am I kidding...?' Damian laughed weakly, 'is this hell?' He slowly, although cautiously opened one of his eyes to reveal that he had actually frozen in midair.

Now, this he thought was over the top insane. In his opinion, this Is what it felt like to be crazy. 'It's ok...' He giggled madly, 'I just disappeared now no one can see me and now I'm stuck because I froze in mid air. Yup, that's it! What am I going to do now?! Fly?'

The more Damian thought about his current situation, the more he felt this sudden urge... Seemingly a new-found feeling he had never had before. It strikes a little something in his brain, that went down to his very legs. But it stayed in his legs, and there was no longer a single trace of it ever being anywhere else in his body. A transfer of energy perhaps? It had to be, what else could it be?

Before Damian knew it, he felt as if he had already known how to fly. He quickly took notice, and slowly levitated into the air a bit. He felt so light and free! Lighter than a feather even, that could almost sway side to side in the wind. It wasn't long before Damian taught himself to do just that exactly. He went slowly at first, only interested in controlling such an inhuman action. This calmed his nerves gracefully, like the sight of a dancing swan in the crispy moonlight, dimly lit by the full moon. How calming.

But that didn't last long either... Once Damian was used to it, he took full control. Knowing him, he most definitely flew around defiantly with the strong urge to display his power. He pushed himself to the limit simply flying around all night. By morning, he was a pro. He had mastered all directional flying, including backward, upside down, left, right, forward... Practically everything you could think of.

But there was only one problem- He lost everything in exchange for being a ghost, by force. Damian had forgotten everything for one night. That was all he needed, or so he thought...

TO BE CONTINUED- Stay tuned :)