AN: This is the prolouge for my story Cosmo's Hope, which is a stupid title, I know, I also have it posted on deviantART. Cosmo and Wanda do not belong to me, this story however, does. I hope ya'll like it and review. Just to warn you, I have a scarily unhealthy obsession with Cosmo xD It's diagnosed as Cosmo-itis and I've got it pretty bad. Anyway, on with the story!
Prologue
The sky was greyish as always with that familiar fiery, red-orange and crimson tinge across the horizon. Planets hung, suspended in the bleak openness. Below, the black abyss slid steadily, ominously, closer.
He watched the pink haired girl cross the playground from behind the school where the blackness of its shadow concealed him. A small ball of light, sparkling and glowing, becoming a new, exotic hue within itself for every passing second, hovered at his shoulder. Waiting the way he was waiting. Watching the way he was watching.
'Go.' the light whispered in the dank alley.
The small, green haired boy shook his head.
'I'm scared.' Leaves, dead and crumpled, whooshed over the cracked pavement with a sad sighing.
'She won't hurt us, she'll understand.' It shimmered.
The girl was skipping rope now, by herself. The rope whacked the ground as she turned it, her feet bounced on leaves with a crunching sound.
'How do you know? How do you know she won't just be like all the others?' His emerald eyes mirrored the thing which seemed to come from inside him, the real reflection was the ball of light, swirling in the atmosphere, breathing with colour, the reflection of his soul.
'I'm part of you, and you know she isn't like them.'
The pause in his thoughts stood silently in his mind, waiting.
'I'll try it.'
A small blur of green tumbled across the pink haired girl's vision. Her skip rope lay, abandoned, a few feet away.
"Cosmo?" she blurted.
"Hi Wanda!" his enthusiasm was contagious.
Wanda giggled.
"Hey." She bit her lip in her excitement but the blood was gone before she could taste it, for fairy's heal fast.
They stood there awkwardly for a moment, neither having much to say, having just met. They knew each others names only from the role call earlier that morning.
"Wanna go sit up on the monkey bars? I can climb right to the top!" Cosmo jumped up and down, soft, green hair flopping into his eyes.
"OK." Wanda followed him.
Quickly, Cosmo floated to the top of the metal structure, an easy feat for a fairy. They could fly.
Wanda thought him a little silly for not realizing this. She floated up next to him.
"You can do it too!" Cosmo seemed happy. He was staring right at her in pure joy. He had been sure she would not follow.
That was when Wanda noticed his eyes.
They were bright green and starry and shocking, such pretty eyes.
"Cosmo, you have beautiful eyes!" she exclaimed, not thinking how it would be awkward to say such a thing to someone she had only just met.
He blushed dark red like a little strawberry and looked away. He looked across the playground where the other kids sat on swings or played in the sandbox with busted metal cars and trucks. A sort of light emanated from him, making his features glow. Little green and gold and turquoise lights burst around his face and hands.
Wanda leapt back. It was lucky she could fly or she would have completely fallen. Even so, she lost her balance in the air for a brief moment.
"Cosmo!" she gasped "Wh-what-?"
"I want to show you…" he breathed in the stillness.
He waved a hand through the air, behind it, tiny green lights followed, dripping like paint to create a flickering, iridescent line. Then, as if it was something he'd been doing his whole life, the tiny fairy held the illusion between his hands, bending and twisting it so it danced through the dry, dusty air, a mirage of beauty in the barren playground.
"What is it?" Wanda whispered, in awe of her new friend.
Softly, so Wanda could barely hear it over the shouts and laughter of the other children, Cosmo whispered one word.
"Hope."
The blackness far underneath opened in a silent scream.
AN: I know, it's weird, but reveiw please :D It would be much appreciated.