Isa...Isa...Isa...the destroyer of everything...My eyes fluttered, and I slowly opened them. I stared at the sky in shock. There was nothing there..no stars...no clouds...just gray...I slowly sat up and looked around.
"Ahhh!", I screamed, holding my head. Images ran thorugh my head, too fast to tell what they were. I sat this way for a while, holding my head in my hands, grimincing. I stood up and finally really looked at my surrondings. "Oh no..", I gasped, with my hand over my mouth...It was a gray wasteland as far as the eye can see...Ruins of buildings are everywhere, and I can see belongings of people scattered everywhere.."What happened here?", I asked quietly. At my feet was a small rag doll, covered in red stains. I bent down and picked it up, tears threatining to spill out of my eyes. There was a name written on the back. My breath caught as I stared at it. "Daisy", it read in a five year old's handwriting. I sank slowly to the ground, and dropped the doll. I stared at my hands, now red and glistening, realizing what it was. My eyes traveled to the ruins once more. I gasped again and ran over to one of the big pieces. Underneath it, was a small arm, reaching out, covered in blood. Right beside it was a leg, half of it ripped off, like it was chewed off. I scream and scramble away.
Right into another body. This time it was a baby, it's face half burned off, cradled in a young girl's arms, who has a jagged hole in her chest, and what looks like a burned arrow in her head. I slowly got up, and looked around me. I felt my face, to make sure I was still alive and this wasn't a dream. I am wearing a long black gothic dress, with rips and tears. I am barefoot. I try to grab a piece of glass, but it was stuck. I pulled harder, and it finally came out with a sickening pop, glistening with blood. I slowly looked down and quickly turned away in disgust. A man was lying there, with the glass stuck in his face. I shudder, and I examine myself. I have long black hair, cold black eyes, with lots of black eyeliner, and creamy white skin which contrasted with my hair and eyes. I nod apreciativey, but I see something flutter on my back. I slowly turn my head, and find a long black feather. My eyes widen, and I look in the glass from behind. I have wings. Deathly black wings. I stare at them in wonder, and I move them gently. The feathers ruffle, and the wings expand to over sixteen feet. I gently move them up and down, and I can feel myself lift up into the air. "Wow..", I excaim softly. I rise up even farther in the air, and I start to fly. I look down, and see tons and tons of rubble, belongings, arrows, blood, body parts, and dead people...I silently land, kicking up gray dust. I fold my wings to my back, and then they meld into my upper back. I feel behind me, and I can feel my skin ripple and contract, and my wings slowly extend. I lightly touch them again, and the feathers ruffle. I fold them once more, and once again they disappear into my back. "Hello?" I gasp and turn quickly. A boy, about my age, seventeen walks toward me.
He doesn't seem to notice me yet. I hide behind a piece of rubble, waiting until he comes closer to examine him. He has darkish brown hair, a little ruffled in the front, making it stand up. He has round piercings in his ears, two red balls on his eyebrows, and two on his chin. He wears a red jacket, with gray skinny jeans and black Vans, walking slowly. "Hello?", he calls out again in his husky voice. I breathe, and then stand up and walk toward him. "Hello.", I reply, noticing that my voice is sharp and cold. He does a double take, and half smiles. "Hello, what is your name?", he asks. I cross my arms and glare at him. "My name is Isa.", I reply smoothly. He looks at my glare and shrinks back a little. "I thought I was the only one here...", he explains. "My whole family was killed, and I woke up with a pillar about to crush me. I don't remember what happened here, but I remember that everything was wiped out." He sighs. "What was your name again?", I ask. "Cameron.", he replys. "I see...wait...", I say, thinking. He pulls a confused expression, and then he starts to say something. "Wait..It's you! You're the one who always flipped me off in our classes before this happened! I remember, I used to look at you and you flipped me off, and I always asked why and you just rolled your eyes and flipped me off again!" "Yes..I remember now..", I murmer. He shakes his head. "So, Isa, what do we do now?" I punch him in the face. "Hey! What was that for?", he grumbles, rubbing his cheek. "For being a stupid ass, stupid!", I yell at him. He looks confused. "We are in the middle of nowhere, with no food or water, or anything, and you ask me what to do?", I scream at him. He cringes for a moment, and then he breaks down laughing. I growl at him, and then I start to laugh too. Soon we are rolling on the ground laughing. I silently stand up. "I'm sorry for hitting you.", I growl. He smiles and waves it off. "Hey, it's ok." We are silent for a few moments. I growl to myself, and I start walking. "Hey! Where are you going?", I hear Cameron yell behind me. "Don't leave me here!" I roll my eyes and growl even more. I suddenly trip and fall straight on my face. "DAMN IT!', I yell, and I look behind me to see what I tripped on. My heart skips a beat. I stare until Cameron comes running up, breathing heavily. "What's up?", he jokes, and I turn his face to what I am staring at. His breath caught. "Oh..shit..", he mutters as his eyes widen.
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A/N: What could it be that makes them go into shock? I wonder what...Btw, $10 to whoever can guess where I got the name Isa from, and another $10 how I came up with the description and name of Cameron.
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~Majestic