I looked up as the door to the pub opened. It was just the beginning of the dinner rush and I was dreading the hours to come. A very large man walked in. what I first took as fat turned out to be muscles that rippled when he moved. Grimacing in my head I quickly shouted welcome and moved past him to empty the bucket of dirty plates in my arms. I squeaked in surprise when his large hand grabbed my elbow. The bucket slipped through my fingers and glass shattered on the floor as I was roughly held against his chest. My feet left the ground and something hard and cold was held to my head. Squeezing my eyes shut in fear I sucked in air to scream. "Everyone to the floor!" he shouted. His voice vibrated in his chest. "I want the singer. Where is she?" cold fear sent ice everywhere and stopped my scream in my throat.
"Now let's put the girl down." Another mans voice said gently, the scrape of a chair making me open my eyes again. The man that spoke was dressed all in red. He was tall with gentle blue eyes. "We don't need to do this with violence." Even as he said this his hand was curved at his side ready to grab anything.
"Who the hell are you?" the man asked. The gun at my head dug deeper and I felt the skin break. I winced as blood trickled down my face.
"Me? I'm just a simple guest here." The red man laughed. He held up his hands as if in surrender. Suddenly the door behind us opened.
"Hey Vash we got the donuts!" two women walked in and the red man's expression changed into a grimace.
"Vash the Stampede!" the gun moved away from my head and was pointed at the red man. Without really thinking I kicked his knee as hard as I could. Then I screamed as the back of my shirt was ripped. White wings shot out of my back and pushed me away from the man. I kicked his face while I jumped away. He fell to the floor with a loud thump and groaned. My legs wouldn't hold my weight, shaking in fear I fell to the floor. 'What the hell did I just do?' I screamed in my head. My wings felt heavy as they twitched and quivered on the floor. One of the women kicked the man again and he lied silently unconscious. I felt everyone's eyes on me.
"Oh my god Anemone, are you alright?" Mayu's voice seemed far away. My back itched as the blood running down it tried to dry. I looked up at her as Mayu ran to me.
"Ouch." I said. I laughed a little.
"My god, are you insane?!" Mayu screamed into my ear.
"Apparently." I used the chairs next to me to help me stand up. I tried to move my wings and nearly fell again at the pain. "Something's broken. Can you check?" Mayu nodded slowly and moved to my wings. Hearing her gasp I grimaced. "That bad?" I asked.
"You've really done it this time." She warned "Are you ready?" I braced myself as she grabbed my broken wing. I screamed as she put the bone back in place. "I need sticks and cloth!" she yelled at everyone in the room. Soon my wings were covered in braces and cloth. They felt uncomfortably stiff; I hated not being able to move them.
Silence had fallen in the room. Nearly everyone's eyes were on me again. "I'm going to turn in." I whispered. I nearly ran from the room. I paused only after closing the door to my room. I fell onto my pillows, face first. My wings fell, making an audible clank that I was unused to. I looked at the mirror only turning my head. I laughed at my reflection. "If I fly towards the sun they'll melt and I'd fall." The looked like a child's play thing, wrapped up as they were. I groaned and turned on my side. I hummed and fought the heavy weight of my eye lids.
I trotted downstairs, rubbing my bleary eyes. A cold breeze whipped at my aching shoulders and I shivered. I drew my healed wings in quickly after asking help from Mayu to take the bandages and braces off.
"Sorry about falling asleep on you." I said to her over my shoulder.
"I can't blame you after what happened." She removed the last bandage. "That guy is still here though." She whispered in my ear. I tensed.
"The big one?" I peered out into the crowd. Mayu shook her head.
"No, the one in red." Mayu walked in front of me. "He was asking questions." I laughed.
"They all ask questions." I said walking past her to my closet.
"but he had weird ones." She whispered.
"Define weird." I said simply, pulling out my deep blue outfit.
"Like cities falling from the sky, weird." She said leaning against the wall. I first thought she was being sarcastic, I sent her a look. "I'm serious."
"That really was one of the questions?" I asked laughing.
"Something like that." She said waving her hand. I rolled my eyes; something like it to Mayu was like calling a snail a turtle.
"He'll probably catch me later." I said shrugging.
"Do you want him to?" Mayu asked.
"Not really. But we can't stop him." I wrapped the silky scarves around me.
"There's a big crowd I'm sure we can avoid him." She said.
"We?" I questioned.
"I don't want to be asked freaky questions again." She raised her eyebrows at me. "Don't tell me you think he knows something." I shrugged.
"Couldn't hurt to ask." I said tucking the scarves in their proper places. Mayu shrugged.
"You're funeral." She said.
"You're too morbid." I grumbled. She laughed as we unlocked the door to the boisterous crowd.
A/N: yay another chapter scrapped from the bottom of my misspelling head. sorry it took so long.