Crow
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Dark was sure, as in all his robberies, that he would get what he wanted. The museum was strongly defended, but for him it was a game to avoid the guards. Only today this game was less entertaining because, for whatever reason, Hiwatari had not shown up. (1)
Oh well, one can't have everything in life.
Through the museum's windows that he ran past quickly, he could see the full moon and a pair of black wings that passed in front of it. He smiled, congratulating Wiz for his timing. His grip tightened on the necklace he had taken, and he jumped from the window he had left open to allow his escape. The police appeared across the hall, but by then they could do nothing.
"Wiz!" called Daisuke, happy to leave the museum.
The black wings hit him in the face, startling both him and Dark, and knocked them back through the window. They felt something like the talon of a bird of prey dig into the right side of their lower abdomen, and for the few seconds before they hit the floor it didn't hurt. But as soon as they fell, the pain consumed his body, making them cry out.
And so it happened: they screamed with two voices, stopping the police dead in their tracks, who were nearly 10 meters from them. Confused, they glanced at the figure that was at the window, and thought it was another of Krad's tricks. Then they heard Hiwatari scream.
"Dark, I'm still here!" His voice sounded like it always did. Daisuke wondered how it was possible that they had not seen the figure before.
They looked to the window where Wiz was waiting impatiently, and decided not to give any more thought to the matter for the moment. They escaped with Wiz and the necklace, each thinking their own thoughts.
"Daisuke, Dark!" said Emiko concernedly when she saw them arrive. "I watched everything on the television. Are you alright?"
"I think..." Dark said, coming in through the window and feeling weak, "... not."
"Dark!" Emiko cried when she saw him begin to fall. She ran and caught them, and then she noticed the wound in their side "Kosuke, Towa, quick, he's wounded!"
Wiz paced back and forth, broken-hearted from witnessing the scene. Now that they were sitting down, it was apparent that the wound was more serious than he thought. The blood no longer dripped, but falling through the window when he arrived home had reopened the wound, and it began to trace small rivers of blood on the thief's body. While Towa and Emiko tried to bandage the wound, Kosuke tried to keep Dark awake.
"Don't fall asleep!" Emiko ordered.
The blood had stopped to flow, but Daisuke (for now it was Daisuke) was very weak, and he seemed not to respond. After half hour, he opened the eyes sleepily. He looked at everyone, but wasn't able to figure out where he was. He tried to get up, but Emiko stopped him.
"You're not going anywhere, you are very weak and you gave all of us a scare. Just rest."
"I want a bath" said the redhead in a voice that could barely be heard.
"Go to sleep, Daisuke." Kosuke told him. "You had a very ugly accident."
Daisuke agreed, and his father lifted him. He too weak to walk, so Kosuke took him to his room. He opened the door carefully, and Emiko undressed Daisuke and put him a pair of pajamas. Towa gave him a good-night kiss on his forehead and finally, he was alone.
There was something else that he had brought back from the museum, and wasn't the Necklace of the Sun that he had stolen. No one but he had seen it, and this surprised him more than anything else. Maybe they passed over it for more important things because they thought that he had grabbed it. It was nothing of importance, considering his wounds. Maybe he had grabbed it without noticing it when he intended to grab on to something.
In his hands was a black feather.
But it was very different to those of Dark.
This was big, very big, almost of half meter long. It was the blackest thing that had seen in his life, as if the feather were made from a piece of darkness. He thought of the winged creature of the museum. Maybe it belonged to him, or her, if that thing had a gender. Maybe it was a trick of Krad, although he knew that Hiwatari had also seen it and it could not be in two places at the same time. Or maybe... it was something else.
Dark was sleeping, and Daisuke could feel how it hurt his body. He decided not to think about anything else and fell asleep.
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(1) Sentence registered to my name.
Last year the plot for a story titled "Crow" came to me, based on the famous poem of Edgar Allan Poe, Raven-sama, and personal experiences. I sent it to Raven-sama and Lilith, and they both liked it. That made me really happy, and recently I made a song based on the same story.
In " Crow " "something" appears with black wings and I thought to myself "It has wings like Dark" – that's how the idea appeared.
This is only the foreword. I already have the end. It's the first time that I've published something in English, so please let me know if I make some grammatical error.
Nakokun
