I'm back! Or, maybe you're seeing me for the first time. If the later is true, then check out the prequel to this, The Story of Avi. It'll all make so much more sense. Trust me. Anyways, here's the first chapter of the sequel I promised! I'm also writing another Supernatural fic, Ties That Bind, but it won't interfer with my updating speed. Hell, check it out if you want! Please? (yes, I'm advertising my own work. yes, I am shameless)
Avi: Will you just shut up?
Yes, and Avi is back, and will be making regular, unwanted apperances. It was either this, or she runs around the inside of my head. For my sanity, I chose this option.
Avi: Love you too! ; )
Warnings: Mild language, violence (same level as there is in the show) and slavery/ talks of... if you've read The Story of Avi, you know what I'm talking about.
DISCLAIMER: Nope! Not mine! I can scream, and yell, and throw all the hissy fits I want, but I still don't own it. : (
The Return of Avi
18
"I got you Avi," he soothed as soon as I could here him.
"Don't let go!" I ordered, feeling kind of panicky. I could feel my grip slipping just a tiny bit.
"I won't," he promised, effectively shutting down my fear. He had me. He wouldn't let me fall. Another massive shudder caused one of my hands to slip off.
"Sam!" Dean shouted, trying to pull me up faster.
"I got you!" he replied determined, "You won't fall!" Could determination overcome physics? Sometimes, but no. Because the universe like to dick with my life. My hand kept slipping, even as they frantically pulled me up, and tried to avoid falling in themselves.
"Don't let me fall," I whispered as I was holding on with just my fingertips, "Please don't let go." And I fell.
All that happened 18 months ago. 18 months ago, I was kidnapped from Earth, and brought to Kronos with no way back. 18 months ago, I left my true family behind. 18 months ago, I helped the slaves of Kronos, Nemlims, rebel against their masters, the Winged Ones. 18 months ago, we won. 18 months ago, I had to make a new life for myself. And trust me, it wasn't easy.
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"Breakfast!" I yelled, setting the table for myself, and the twelve orphans in my care. I had elected to run the orphanage. The war for freedom didn't come without a price.
"Coming Avi!" they told me, running down the candle lit hall. There was no electricity in Kronos. But surprisingly, you really don't need it.
"Help yourselves," I said, as there was a knock on the door. "Eli!" I exclaimed happily as I opened it.
"Hey Avi," he said, "Can I come in?"
"Yeah, of course!"
"Thanks," he replied, stretching his snowy white wings. Eli was one of the few Winged Ones that had come with us when we left, and was now my closest friend.
"Hey Eli," my kids greeted. They were used to him coming over.
"Hey guys."
"So what's up?" I asked, moving to grab a pancake before they completely disappeared.
"The Consul called a meeting," he told me, "They want you to be there." I sighed, and took a bite of my pancake. I suddenly didn't feel that hungry anymore.
"Why?" My kids fell silent, the mood more somber. I had started to orphanage as a way out of politics. We had set up a representative democracy, but it seemed everyone kept pressuring me to be at its head. Because I had escaped, because I had defeated Sarafin and the Dream Stealers. But I just didn't want to. I wanted to be with my kids, and hang out with my friends.
"Winged Ones from a nearby city have warned us to go back to our masters, or they'll attack," he replied grimly.
"Let them try!" I snapped, causing everyone to grin. If there was one thing I hated more then politics, it was Winged Ones trying to overthrow us. I mean, we had a whole city now! Complete with houses, fields, and businesses! And there was no way the Nemlims would go back to slavery quietly.
"They want you to be the general in case their threats are real," Eli continued. I bit my bottom lip, and glared at my pancakes angrily. I had become the Horseman War during my tm eon Earth, and still retained the knowledge of weapons and fighting, even though my memories had been stolen.
"I can't," I whispered. My kids were quick to leave the room now. They knew when to give me some privacy, and I loved them for it.
"You won't lose it," Eli soothed me, pulling up a chair so he could sit down next to me. I looked at him with tired eyes.
"Not because of that."
"Oh," he said, knowing what I was referring to. Eli was the only person who had ever seen me cry since I got here. He was the only one, asides from my kids that knew how much I missed Earth. And they understood my feelings too. "Even tapping into War is too hard?" I shrugged.
"Not normally," I explained, "But lately it's just been harder and harder to even function."
"What does your Mom think?" Eli asked. My mom was a little voice inside my head that talked to me, and gave me advice. And yes, I know that sounds crazy, but it's true! Mom lived inside my head!
"I haven't heard from her in awhile," I admitted.
"Well, either way you should go to the meeting," he finally said, "I need someone to keep me sane!" I smiled and nodded. Eli was the representative for the Winged One population.
"I'm going!" I announced loudly to the chorus of acknowledge meant, "Make sure you all clean your rooms!" Eli glanced at me and tried to keep from laughing. He always got a kick out of seeing me trying to act like an adult, even though we were both 18.
"Ready?" he asked. I sighed, but nodded.
"Let's go run the gauntlet!"
Pretty please review, and tell me what you're thinking! I think Avi might be returning to Earth, either next chapter, or the one after that. I'll have to see when my muse cuts me off. I swear, I run the poor thing ragged!
Ooh! Almost forgot to mention that this will take place during Season 6. But it's a bit of an AU, so I won't follow the episodes, or what happens in the show exactly. But you already know that...
Until next time, keep reading, writing, and loving Supernatural! (Do I need to mention what happened, or how pissed I am because of it? No, I didn't think so)
-G