MH: Hello! It is me, Mrs Hiwatari with a new story! You don't get to know
what really happened until the end so don't think I put this chapter in the
wrong place and the title of the story is werid too but you know how people
say A change of wind? Well it's a change of fire...happy reading ^______^
Change of fire – Chapter 1 Running – ??? POV -
Running
I was running from the bad guys.
No I was running from someone.
Am I running from someone?
Why?
I look behind me.
They are running to catch me, how do I know that. I might have dropped something and they are kindly giving it back to me.
But why would they run in a group to give something back to me?
I have no idea why there following me but I think it's a good choice to continue running.
I look back again.
They have defiantly caught up; I have to loose them, now.
I take a turn, down an alleyway and turn again to another similar alleyway. I ran up these stairs, I was losing my balance, so I grabbed the pole and climbed the stairs like it was a challenge. I slammed the door open.
The building was dark. This room was filled with chaos and it look like a tornado had torn through, leaving destruction behind. The only light that managed to get into the room was from a broken window, which was dusty.
I look back again and fell onto the floor.
My breath had become rapid and small tremors started to take place.
"They where after me because of this..." My voice had gone become high and urgent. I ran my hands through my hair and continued to talk to myself. "Because of this..."
My hands felt something in my hair; it was hard and metal like. I tried to pull it off of me but it just wouldn't move. I searched to find something else on it, something which would tell me what it was. I moved my trembling fingers to the middle of it and I made out a diamond.
Quickly I pulled them away and pain swept over me.
I finally got up with the help of a rotten table and searched for a mirror. Whatever happened to me must have been something painful.
I could feel the blood crept out of my scars and my bruises beginning to sting.
There was obviously no mirror In here, all there was where a table and a chair. I looked around on the walls, there where old posters up, torn and chewed on. I look around until my eyes came to a massive mirror.
Blood
My stubborn, cold and harsh mouth was smeared with blood. The metal in my black, red highlighted hair was like a crown, it shone sliver with a gleaming red gem. My hands where abnormal, they where like...claws and my nails where long and curved round.
A pair of black wings were outspread and a couple of feathers lay of the floor from where I fell on the floor. A couple of torn feathers stuck out and moved slightly from the draft.
My eyes met my reflection, a first glance was enough to make me a quiver.
I fell back again, but this time I had nothing to hold onto. I could hear the tearing of metal mixing with my gasp; nothing to grab on to, I was falling.
Turning around in the air, I saw where I was going to fall, on hard solid concrete. I waved my arms around as if hoping to grab onto something in mid air.
I hoped that the tattered wings would go into gear.
Half way down the four-storey building, I swallowed my fear and closed my eyes.
I squeezed them shut as I felt the wind rush through my hair and the rain falling down like I was.
My thoughts raced through my mind like a rat trying to escape from a cage.
I was amazed how I was still in my standing position going through air and I felt the wind rush upwards towards my face.
My head jerked and I felt my wings flap swiftly.
Flight
I opened my eyes but it was no longer when a fell into a faint.
End of Chapter-
MH: What d`ya think? Good, bad? Review and I allow flames but I don't like a lot so kept them to a minimum! ^.^
Change of fire – Chapter 1 Running – ??? POV -
Running
I was running from the bad guys.
No I was running from someone.
Am I running from someone?
Why?
I look behind me.
They are running to catch me, how do I know that. I might have dropped something and they are kindly giving it back to me.
But why would they run in a group to give something back to me?
I have no idea why there following me but I think it's a good choice to continue running.
I look back again.
They have defiantly caught up; I have to loose them, now.
I take a turn, down an alleyway and turn again to another similar alleyway. I ran up these stairs, I was losing my balance, so I grabbed the pole and climbed the stairs like it was a challenge. I slammed the door open.
The building was dark. This room was filled with chaos and it look like a tornado had torn through, leaving destruction behind. The only light that managed to get into the room was from a broken window, which was dusty.
I look back again and fell onto the floor.
My breath had become rapid and small tremors started to take place.
"They where after me because of this..." My voice had gone become high and urgent. I ran my hands through my hair and continued to talk to myself. "Because of this..."
My hands felt something in my hair; it was hard and metal like. I tried to pull it off of me but it just wouldn't move. I searched to find something else on it, something which would tell me what it was. I moved my trembling fingers to the middle of it and I made out a diamond.
Quickly I pulled them away and pain swept over me.
I finally got up with the help of a rotten table and searched for a mirror. Whatever happened to me must have been something painful.
I could feel the blood crept out of my scars and my bruises beginning to sting.
There was obviously no mirror In here, all there was where a table and a chair. I looked around on the walls, there where old posters up, torn and chewed on. I look around until my eyes came to a massive mirror.
Blood
My stubborn, cold and harsh mouth was smeared with blood. The metal in my black, red highlighted hair was like a crown, it shone sliver with a gleaming red gem. My hands where abnormal, they where like...claws and my nails where long and curved round.
A pair of black wings were outspread and a couple of feathers lay of the floor from where I fell on the floor. A couple of torn feathers stuck out and moved slightly from the draft.
My eyes met my reflection, a first glance was enough to make me a quiver.
I fell back again, but this time I had nothing to hold onto. I could hear the tearing of metal mixing with my gasp; nothing to grab on to, I was falling.
Turning around in the air, I saw where I was going to fall, on hard solid concrete. I waved my arms around as if hoping to grab onto something in mid air.
I hoped that the tattered wings would go into gear.
Half way down the four-storey building, I swallowed my fear and closed my eyes.
I squeezed them shut as I felt the wind rush through my hair and the rain falling down like I was.
My thoughts raced through my mind like a rat trying to escape from a cage.
I was amazed how I was still in my standing position going through air and I felt the wind rush upwards towards my face.
My head jerked and I felt my wings flap swiftly.
Flight
I opened my eyes but it was no longer when a fell into a faint.
End of Chapter-
MH: What d`ya think? Good, bad? Review and I allow flames but I don't like a lot so kept them to a minimum! ^.^