The sky turned a violent shade of purple as the storm appeared cloud by cloud. Dilapidated houses were shook and torn apart by the oncoming hurricane. The clouds, a sickening shade of gray with poisonous yellow edges, covered the entire area. This is what my heart felt like as I saw Mystic kiss another girl. I was exasperated with him having to go out with a girl in every different city we visited or fought. Mystic and I have grown up together and spent every single moment of our lives with. He is a buddy and friend, plus a showoff and know-it-all. He can be so sweet at times it's like this is why guys fall for him. Now back to the present and what is happening before my eyes. Mystic and I have been in L.A for three years, the first time in our lives that we haven't had to run for our lives. Mystic, I and his girlfriend went out to a club to have a little fun for a change. Mystic had been pretty cool and danced with me a couple times for a break of his gf's robot moves. Now I couldn't believe my eyes as he got down to his knees in front of her. He tied his shoe but then took something out of it. A small wooden box made of golden chestnut wood. He then proposed to Mackie. All the hard years of making him like me just went down the drain. Mackie took the most beautiful ring out of the box. Mystic stood up and hugged her in pure joy. I fumed and sprinted out of the club snapping my wings open into the chilly night air. I soared and glided over the city of San Francisco and the Golden Gate Bridge to my small two bedroom apartment. My phone vibrated against my thigh right next to the small dagger I kept strapped to my leg in case of emergencies. It was Mystic calling. I let it go to voicemail.
"Lava, what happened? Get your butt over here or I will fly and carry you myself." The phone said. I made a face at it.
I was at the club in minutes. Mackie stood outside freezing her human self. I landed and gave her my jacket to wear.
"Thanks! What happened? You ran out of the place like you were on fire or something!" she asked, her face was concerned and filled with worry.
"Mystic said that he was going to find you." She said then mumbled something I couldn't understand. I asked what she had said.
"Don't you see Lava? Mystic has all eyes for you! He told me that so many times