I wouldn't have recognized him if I hadn't seen his eyes. Is features were usually dark. His hair was black and his skin was tan. The only distinguishing thing I noticed was that his eyes were the same. They looked like you were looking straight into the moonlight even at 3:20 in the afternoon. They sparkled and shone like liquid silver, yet though they could look warm, they could also look cold. When he was mad, his eyes froze and iced over. Whatever state they were in, they were beautiful.
"Cole?" I repeated.
He turned to me. "Don't move. Wait there."
"But-" I started.
"No. I'll be fine. Just wait." He then turned back to Gerard and smiled. Yes smiled. I had never seen him smile before. Then again, I hadn't seen anybody wings before either.
"Let's take this elsewhere, shall we?"
"No thanks." Gerard smirked. "I think this is a perfect place." With that he ran straight towards Cole. Cole shot the gun quickly but Gerard dodged the bullet like it was child's play. In a second they were interlocked in battle. Gerard punched with his right hand but Cole was too quick, blocking with the weapon. They fought fiercely, knocking each other with blows that made their skin run with blood.
I scooted back against the tree and gripped the side of my jeans tight. I was scared. It wasn't just the fight itself, but trust me, it scared me too, it was all the blood. They were really hurting each other. Plus one of them had a gun.
But in the midst of all the fighting and fear came amazement. Their moves were surreal, like something from one of those old karate movies. They were ninjas, moving swiftly and lightly. They moved with grace, yet they used it to draw blood from one another. Though it was true I was scared, if I hadn't seen it all before I would have been more scared then I was now. I silently thanked god for anime.
Suddenly, I heard the clatter of metal against the ground. The gun, which had never left Cole's possession, was now in the middle of the clearing. I looked up to watch who would run for the weapon first, only to see that the two were all tied up at the moment.
Cole was pushed up against a tree unable to move while Gerard had his hand grasped around Cole's neck.
"Not so strong now, huh." Gerard taunted. "How does it feel to be beaten?"
All of a sudden, Cole jumped and wrapped his legs around one of Gerard's and pulled. There was a sickening snap and Gerard let out a screech in pain. They both clamored to the ground and Cole was free.
He stood breathing hard. "I don't know, you tell me."
I took in a shaky breath and Cole turned to me. He walked to me swiftly and knelt by my side.
"You're still bleeding." He folded in his soft white wings and unzipped his backpack.
Through all that had happened in the past few minutes, all my incredibly smart brain could come up with was, "You're bleeding more."
He looked up again after pulling out some white fabric. "Really? I hadn't noticed."
He blotted at my head careful and softly, making sure he wasn't hurting me.
"Are you trying to make me look bad?" I scrunched up my face.
His face scrunched up as well. "Could you not do that? It makes this ten times harder then it should be."
"Ok, ok."
We sat there for a minute in silence as he dabbed away the blood from my forehead. His face was soft; like it often was around people he defended. What annoyed me about it that he only felt pity for the more "unfortunate" kids in our grade. The only difference was that he had not just saved my ego, he had saved my life.
"You're unusually calm." I looked up at him again.
"What do you mean?"
He glanced at me through his bangs. "For one thing, you just watched me almost murder a guy."
"Oh," My voice was small. "That."
"Plus I have wings." He reached into his pack again and this time brought out an alcohol pad and a Band-Aid. "Doesn't that freak you out at all?"
"A little." I admitted. "But then again, it's unbelievably cool."
He rubbed the pad against my wound, which made me flinch. "Sorry." He said softly.
After placing the Band-Aid on my head, he stared at me through eyes that bored into my soul. "How did you know it was me?"
I knew immediately to what he was referring. "It was your eyes."
He only a moment to ponder this before he swung around. I looked over his shoulder, wondering what was wrong, only to see that Gerard had crawled over to us and had latched himself to Cole's pant leg.
"This isn't over."
Cole stood and kicked Gerard in a way that knocked him out immediately. "Yes it is."
He turned to me quickly. "We have to leave now. At this rate, they'll find us."
"Who will?"
Without answering, he strode over and picked me up bridal style, just like I was an empty box.
"Hey! What are you-"
Suddenly, he spread his wings and leaped in the air. In a split second we a hundred feet from the ground.
