I apologize for the shortness of the last chapter
Chapter 2: Transformation
Akefia tossed and turned in his sleep. Unable to rest peacefully.
-Dreamscape-
Akefia squinted at the bright light. "What the he-"
"You should not swear, it is very unbecoming of your kind" a woman said behind him.
Akefia spun around "And you would be…?"
"My name is Sheetal" She said calmly "I am your guide"
"My guide?"
Sheetal smiled softly "Yes, it is my duty to guide your people when they go astray"
Akefia snorted "Yeah, sure. Do all humans have to put up with that, or just the ones who go really far out?"
Sheetal scowled "No human is graced with my presence" Akefia took note of the fact that she was a bit of an egotist "Only your kind"
"And my kind are…?"
"Angels" Sheetal said simply. Akefia gagged "Well surely a goddess wouldn't waste her time on a normal human. Yes, you're an angel. Your mother was an angel, her mother was an angel, her father was an angel and so on" Sheetal smiled "for generations it has been your family's duty to serve the pharaoh"
-end dreamscape-
Akefia woke up from his dream sweating. It was hard to breath and his head hurt more than he would have thought possible. He buried his face in his hands in an attempt to relieve some of the pain from the headache
"It hurts, doesn't it?" Akefia looked up and saw Sheetal staring down at him "the transformation is not without pain"
"Make it stop" Akefia hissed, almost desperate enough to beg. His demand ended with rough coughing.
Sheetal shook her head "This is something you must do one your own, Akefia"
As she mentioned his name his coughing turned into hacking. And soon he'd hacked up a strange silvery liquid that tasted oddly like blood. Akefia grimaced, for once he wasn't in the mood for blood.
"I will come back when you are done" Sheetal said, fading out and leaving Akefia to choke on his oddly colored blood
OOOOO
Three days had passed since Akefia's 'transformation' began. Since then he'd had headaches on and off, his back ached like there was no tomorrow, he still had a little trouble breathing, and his coughs had gotten so bad that he found himself hacking up silver blood every other minute. Needless to say he was quite miserable.
He carefully made his way down to the river by the ruins of Kul Elna so he wouldn't hurt his back or set off another coughing fit. Then splashed water into his face.
He looked down at the ripples he'd made before picking up water in his cupped hands and taking a sip.
This time he looked until al the ripples faded and his reflection was clear. Shocked at what he saw he looked back to conform that it wasn't a trick of the sun or water. And sure enough, there, on his back, were a pair of great white wings.
Suddenly he started coughing again and his wings flapped insinc with his coughs, lifting him a couple feet into the air.
He tried to flap his wings in an attempt to get down, but they wouldn't oblige. After several minutes of trying to get them to do something he managed to adjust them in a way that allowed him to fall to the ground, which spurred on another coughing fit.
This time Akefia clung to the ground for dear life as his wings flapped, kicking up sand and dust.
"I see you have almost finished your transformation"
Akefia looked up at Sheetal (who'd appeared out of no where) "How do I control these things?" he asked, pointing to his wings, which were starting to lift him off the ground again.
Sheetal laughed "That is quite a predicament. I have never before met an angel who could not control their wings"
Akefia, now about four feet of the ground growled "Well incase you haven't noticed I can't. Tell me how to work them!" he demanded as his wings jerked him a foot higher
Sheetal just kept laughing
At about seven feet Akefia started to panic "GET ME DOWN!" he shrieked, fear laced in his voice.
Sheetal, who was enjoying the scene more than any goddess should, waited until Akefia was about three feet higher before offering to pull him back down, as long as he asked nicely. Akefia was desperate enough to do that.
"If you stand up straight," Sheetal said pulling Akefia down and standing him upright "Than you may have a harder time getting yourself stuck in the air like that"
Akefia nodded silently. His wings flapped again, this time he lost his balance and fell backward, flattening his wings in the process, which obviously hurt.
"I would also recommend practicing" Sheetal added dryly "You will need to learn to control them"
Akefia sat up and nodded again, wings fanning out as he did so. "Well then, you aren't my only case so I must go now" Sheetal said, smirking as she faded out.
Akefia stood up and stretched, wings flapping yet again but not hard enough to cause any problems for him "I wonder who her other cases are"
He tried to get his wings to lift him off the ground again, just to see if he could do it on purpose. Instead he got them to droop. "This is gonna take some time"
Isaya831: Sheetal is the major goddess in the story 'Princess of Isaya' which I really need to write the next chapter of
Gost: I know, you set it aside just as I entered the story
Kaiba: Scram pushes Gost away
Akefia: You enjoy torturing me, don't you?
Isaya831: I enjoy torturing any character I like !
Akefia: O.O
Isaya831: The dreamscape was done when I should have been working on Life Swap, the rest was done at school
Kaiba: Yes, because majority of your stories are done then they aren't supposed to be
