Flight

by

Elda Von KatherineX

I listened for the details, mentioned my credit card number and sighed before hanging up.

I had about another two hours to burn till the flight and deciding what I wanted to do was a chore.

Teleporting there, half an hour before the flight could work out. I thought about the Narita airport and I decided that I would teleport to the Females Restroom. Not a lot of witnesses in the restrooms.

Sighing, I took a walk outside looking at the windows, I pointed at one and the other and finally stopped. The auras emanating out of those windows were strong, not reeking of hate but fear.

It was as though something was coming, something bad. It was as though a war was brewing.

I knew it.

It was me.

All ME.

All my problems were seeping into the bonds of this school.

Having a debate with myself, my sincerity cemented my decision to stay in the school and protect it.

AT ALL COSTS.

Sighing, I walked towards the gates of the Dormitory.

I felt a sudden compelling urge to get a drink of the human drink called Coca-Cola...

I went up to the vending machine and slid in a few coins and pressed the button that lit up. The drink fell into the hole that the drinks were to fall into. I reached for it and picked it up. In the process, I felt something tear against my skin.

The fizziness and the coolness of the drink slid down my throat and calmed me down a little.

I glanced at my hand, the cut slowly healing by itself and the skin overlapping with the dead. The blood dried there and I wiped it off.

Leaving a stain on the white fabric of my shirt, I sighed, there goes my blood...