Reason I Love to Fly
Prologue
"Hey," a voice called.
"Shut up," answered another voice.
"Come on, Krad," the first voice said, "We're stuck together."
"And?" Krad answered him.
"Let's be friends," said the other.
"With you, Dark?" Krad mocked, "Never. I will kill you some day."
"Aw, come on," Dark said, "We're going to kill time anyway. Why not talk?"
"I rather talk to a wall than you," Krad answered coldly.
"There's no wall here either," the other said, "You only have me and the darkness."
"Will you just shut up?" Krad said, almost losing his patience.
"I will for now," Dark answered and kept his mouth sealed.
For once, Krad felt glad that Dark would finally stop his chattering. He sighed inwardly and looked around him. There was nothing to see but endless pitch black world with nothing but a single large flat stone suspended in the air. Krad once flew away from the stone to find some solitude but he ended up flying back to the same stone to rest.
His futile journey made him realize that the only place he could rest was the stone he was sitting with his worst enemy, Dark. And Dark too was the only other thing that Krad could see besides the grey stone and himself. Krad closed his golden eyes and listened to his surroundings. At first, it was very faint but Krad could hear it. A soft voice was humming.
"There's nothing to listen, Krad," Dark said.
"Hush! I heard something," he said. Dark mimicked Krad and listened intently. 'It must be an angel's voice,' Krad thought, 'It is such a lovely voice.'
"Krad," Dark called, "I heard it now."
"You must be lonely," the angelic voice stopped humming, "You are the only in this room. The other artifacts are in another room."
A delicate hand ran over the small table where the name of the artifact was written. "Black Wings," she said as she looked up at the skeletal figure with black wings, "My friends said that Black Wings is a very frightful artifact. But you don't look frightening to me."
"Why?" Krad heard her asked, "Maybe it's because I'm as lonely as you are."
"I'm not lonely," Dark said, "I have Krad with me here."
"Hush!" Krad said.
"Did you ever realize it?" she asked, "You have been here for almost five years already! Ever since they found you after the earthquake, they moved you into this museum."
"Five years!" Dark exclaimed.
"Hush!" Krad shouted.
"You must be thinking that I'm crazy," she said, "I'm talking to an artifact that seemed to be listening to me. I'm always like this, talking to things instead of people, which I always do."
'This girl is very pathetic,' Dark said in his mind.
'She seemed to be very lonely,' Krad thought, 'Just like I am.'
"I longed for someone to understand me but no one does," she said, "Everyone looks at me to be a Lady. It's really hard to be someone you aren't."
"It's really hard," she said as a silent tear escaped her eyes.
Krad's eyes snapped open. 'I saw her,' he said in his mind, 'I saw her tear.'
"Do you remember tonight five years ago?" she asked, "My grandpa said Dark and White Dark fought at this hour near you but he never really told me the whole story."
"Five years ago?" Krad repeated.
"Satoshi told me that things that are sealed can be unsealed and things that aren't can be sealed," the girl said, "He was referring to the artifacts of course. But those words meant something to me. To me, it means that I can be a Lady and not a Lady at the times I wanted but then…I am needed as a Lady most of the time."
"You know, we can be unsealed if someone touches the quartz on the sword, we will be released with our own eternal bodies," Dark informed. Krad looked at him. "Shall we pray for that someone to touch the sword?" Dark asked. Krad looked away.
"The first thing I'll do once I get out is to kill you," Krad said.
A glitter caught the girl's eyes. It was a gem placed on the hilt of the sword. She drew closer to have a better look. As her curious hand reached out to touch the gem the clock tower struck 12 midnight and the bell rang. The girl who had stolen into the museum looked up at the direction of the bell. Then, a pair of footstep and a shout that had entered the room startled her.
"Hey!" the night guard shouted at the girl who was trying to touch the artifact.
"Ah!" the girl exclaimed as she lost her balance on the railing. As she fell forward, her outstretched hand touched the quartz and blinding flashes light emitted from the gem. The light was so bright that the night guard and the girl were momentarily blinded. An invincible force threw the girl away from the artifact towards the wall.
The girl braced herself for a knock on the head but none came. Instead, she felt a pair of warm arms encircled her waist. When she opened her eyes, she was shocked to know that she was only an inch away from the wall.
"Are you alright?" she heard a deep masculine voice said behind her. She turned and found herself looking into a pair of purple eyes. "Are you alright?" he repeated. The girl blinked and mentally slapped herself for staring at him. Krad's eyes widened when he saw the girl.
'It's her,' he said in his mind.
"Yes, I'm fine," he heard her said.
"Dark! Let's go!" Krad shouted above them but the girl did not heed it.
"Come," Dark said, "We must leave or we'll get caught." Dark pulled the girl up with him as he glided across the sky once again. The girl in his arms shut her eyes tightly and clung to him. Both angels flew across the city sky and headed to the nearby park.
"We should be safe here," a new voice was heard as the girl was placed on her feet. Her clutch on Dark was still tight and her eyes too were shut tight.
"A little help here, Krad," Dark said.
"Deal with it yourself," Krad snapped.
"Hey, let go off me already!" Dark said to the girl.
The girl opened her eyes and realized that she had her arms around someone's waist. She immediately withdrew her arms and took a few steps away from the person she was holding.
"I'm sorry," she said as she bowed, "Please, forgive me."
"No worries," Dark said casually, "Just give me a kiss if you really are sorry."
Krad heard the girl gasped. "Dark," Krad walked up to him, "We still have an unfinished business to deal with."
"Oh?" Dark eyed him, "You're still at it? Fine."
Krad walked to the girl and held up a white feather at her. The girl frowned in confusion. Krad muttered something under his breath and her world became black.
"You are doing it again," Dark said as the girl fell into Krad's arms, unconscious.
"What else would you suggest?" Krad said.
"Will someone come across her if we leave her here?" Dark asked as Krad gently laid the girl on a bench.
"Someone will," Krad said, "Why worry? She's none of our business." But his eyes took in her angelic features and he smiled. His smile faded as he turned to face Dark, "Let's finish what we left unfinished."