Yo!

So, I'm heading back to school in 2 days. Sigh, my last year. What do you guys call it in america? Senior year? Year 12? Well, this is the big one. The one that will get me into an awesome Creative Writing Course. Yep, i want to write for a living. Fantasy Romance stories. My Dream.

I honnestly don't know what i would be without my writing. It is my life. I feel sorry for all those people who are presured into being Doctors or Lawers when their real passion is in art. My parents have always pushed me into expressing who i am.

Oh, hell, Sorry. Blabbing a bit. :P

Fly On...

Heart of Diamond

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The Legend of the Seraph

Chapter 7: Moving In

Everything was ready by the time the sun had disappeared over the hill. The horses were being led by Simon and Iggy. Maya was twitching. She could almost sense that action was coming.

I stretched out my wings, beating them to loosen the muscles. They seemed like they had purpose now and aren't just useless limbs.

I decided to try something. I crouched, spreading my wings to their full length. I started to beat them, in a slow and steady pace. I felt the pull of the earth weaken and I began to rise…

But as I made the upward stroke, the pull of the earth brought me crashing down again.

I cursed and jumped to my feet, rubbing the leaves and dirt off my pants and cloak.

Jeb was right. Vertical take-offs were hard.

I tried a second time. This time I attempted it by beating my wings harder. Still, at the upward stroke, I fell to the ground.

I gave up in the end. I knew I would eventually get it. Instead, I decided to work on my sword instead. A sense of pride rose up in me as the Seraph symbol glowed brightly.

I must have been practicing for a while. I didn't really feel myself tire. The energy and strength the Audacity gave me was almost putting my in a bubble where all pain and senses of the world around me disappeared.

I quickly shook my head, forcing those feelings and senses down. I was not invincible. The Sword could make me feel invincible, but I wasn't.

My Seraph senses detected someone watching me, I spun around and smiled as I noticed Iggy frozen creeping towards me.

"Dam," He swore under his breathe. "Can I never sneak up on you anymore?"

I snorted and rolled my eyes. "When did you ever successfully snuck up on me?"

Iggy smiled. "Point taken."

There was a wave of silence washed over us. I knew Ig had something to say but he wasn't sure how to say it. I kept quiet, giving him his time.

He sighed, all the jokes disappearing from his face leaving a serious expression. "Max. Are you ok?"

I frowned. "Why wouldn't I be?"

He shifted nervously. "Well… this is a big commitment, Max. You're the Seraph. You're meant to kill the king for crying out loud."

Ah. I could see where this was heading. "Iggy…"

Iggy just looked at me. "Do you really know what you're heading into?"

I sighed. "Ig. It's ok."

"You don't know what you're doing though," Iggy confirmed.

"No I don't," I said honestly. "But neither does any other person in the world. We can't predict the future Ig."

Iggy groaned. "That's not what I meant."

"Iggy."

He sighed. "Ok, I'll drop it." He paused. "Just don't forget you always have a choice."

I didn't say anything. Iggy kept his eyes on me for a few seconds before he nodded to his own thoughts. "Ok."

I watched him walk away. I couldn't help but think of his words.

A choice. To just fly away from here. I hadn't really thought about it until now. I really could just fly away and forget the world. I mean living like this, with Fang and Jeb. Being free. It felt so… I don't know. I was in control over myself.

It honestly didn't sound half bad.

I shook my head. Think about it later Max. Right now you owe it to these children.

"Iggy, Jeb, Simon," I said. "It's your job to get those children out at any cost. Once they are out, Jeb give me a sign. Some sort of flash or something."

Jeb nodded leaning against his staff. He didn't seem to mind me taking over and leading this charge, if you could call it a charge.

I looked at Fang and Nudge. "Our job is to set the bombs. We then wait for Jeb's signal and blow this place to smithereens. Got it?"

There were nods around the circle. Nudge shrugged. "In a nut shell."

I rolled my eyes ignoring her. I did a quick glance to the sky, noting the darkness. "Right, it's time. Let's roll."

Almost immediately, Iggy, Jeb and Simon moved towards the horses. The saddle bags and gear had been removed and now the horses only had their saddle and bridle.

Maya gave me a whinny as she was lead off by Iggy and I felt this surge of guilt that washed over me as I watched her leave. I brushed it off quickly. I'll see her again.

Fang must have seen my moment of weakness, because he walked over to me. He brushed his shoulder against mine gently, his fingers hooking around mine briefly.

"It's going to be ok," Fang whispered.

I smiled, giving him a glance. He must have seen the thankyou in my eyes, because he just smiled before walking over to the pile of glowing green spheres.

I took a deep breath. Jeb walked over to me.

"Whatever happens Max," Jeb said in a soft tone. "Follow your instincts. You have hidden abilities you are only just beginning to unleash."

I nodded. "Thankyou Jeb."

For a moment, Jeb seemed to hesitate. He opened his mouth to say something else, but he closed it and smiled. He turned around and began to follow Iggy and Simon.

I stood there for a moment, finally I turned away towards where Fang and Nudge were collecting their share of bombs.

We kept low as we made our way over the hills. I led the way, my hand placed on my sword. My cloak flapping behind me, covering my wings and I kept my hood over my head to hide my dirty blonde hair. I had wrapped extra cloth around my shoulder and sheath to hide the brightly glowing symbols. My senses were firing, guiding me through areas where there were no Erasers.

Fang was right behind me. He had his hood over his head and seriously lived up to his status as a Shadow. His two knives were sheathed, but occasionally when we came close to an Eraser, his hand would reach for his knife and then pull back when we past. Neither the less, he was right on my tail, never mistrusting my judgement.

Nudge trailed behind Fang. Unlike us, she didn't have a cloak, but it was probably for the best. In her hands was her bow, strung and with an arrow in place, and her full quiver of arrows was over one of her shoulders. Like Fang, I seemed to have her complete trust.

Finally we arrived at the edge of the open cut mine. We hid behind a shrub which was situated less than 3 meters from the drop off.

I couldn't help but feel the magic in the air. It felt as if thin dust was brushing up my arms and across my face, yet, I couldn't really see anything. It was thick, like an invisible fog. I breathed in, feeling a sense of calm was over me.

Breathing in leaking Magic. God, I feel… addicted to it.

Nudge breathing in, closing her eyes slightly. "Magic. Wow, it's strong."

Fang nodded. "It's leaking out. Digging up the mine must have released it from the ground."

I took another breath in, shuddering in slight delight. I just wanted more. More magic…

I shook my head. Concentrate on the job at hand Max.

I turned to my two comrades. "Nudge, you take left, Fang and I will take right. Don't forget to bury the bombs in the dirt."

Nudge rolled her eyes. "Of course you go with him," She hissed jerking her thumb towards Fang. "Just don't get side tr…"

She stopped mid-sentence obviously noticing my Seraph symbol brighten under the two layers of cloth and the death glare plastered on my face. She grinned sheepishly and scattered away from me as fast as she could go.

Fang chuckled quietly. "She has a point."

I blushed and snapped my glare to him. "Don't start."

Fang gave me one of his rare grins.

I forced myself not to stare at him.

Fang and I immediately moved toward the edge of the mine. I began to dig a hole, but Fang stopped me. I frowned, but shuffled to the side as Fang took my place.

He out stretched his hand, holding it there for a second, before slowly twisting his wrist and curling his fingers around. The dirt beneath his hands, twisted. Slowly, Fang rose his hand. A cylinder of dirt rose up to meet his hand height.

"Wow," I whispered. "Personal shove."

Fang rolled his eyes. "Just put the bomb in."

I pulled a hand size green sphere and placed it in the hole. Fang dropped his hand and the cylinder of dirt collapsed into the hole, some of the dirt spilling out. I quickly flattened the dirt down, giving Fang a quick nod.

We did this for 3 bombs. Fang lifting the dirt, I placing the bomb in, Fang dropping the dirt, I flattening the spilt dirt. We ran, crouched along the edge, but my Seraph senses, picked up danger and close. Without thinking, I pushed Fang into a bush and jumped in after him.

Fang grunted as he hit the dirt, but I was quick to slam my hand over his mouth. Fang froze.

I listened silently as there was a crunch of Eraser boots. It was only then did I realise that I was lying on top of Fang. He seemed to realise as well, because I felt a smile stretch across his lips under my hand.

I ignored it. It's just Fang, just Fang.

Once the Eraser boots past, I pushed myself off Fang, standing up. I stretched my hand out towards Fang. He took it gladly.

"Let's move," I said.

We kept to our job, neither of us saying a word. Digging, placing, letting go, smoothing out. We were down to the last two when, Fang gripped my hand.

"Are you ok?" He whispered.

I clenched my jaw. Was I ok? "No, I'm not."

Fang looked at my carefully. "Is it… did I…?"

"No," I said quickly. Probably too quickly. "It's just… Everything…"

"What do we have here?"

Fang and I snapped around. Walking towards us were 4 bulky Erasers. Almost instinctively, I reached for my sword, but Fang gripped my hand. I immediately saw why.

All the Erasers had arrows. A 5th Eraser strode towards us holding a torch.

Crap.

Even if I jumped off the cliff and flew, they would shoot me down and that would be the end of it.

"Get rid of the bombs," Fang hissed.

I smoothly brought the bag behind me, flicking out my small pocket knife from under my sleeve. With one quick slash, the bag handle was cut. I threw it into a bush. Thankfully, the Erasers didn't notice.

The Eraser with the torch came right up to me. He narrowed his eyes on both of us. "Who the hell are you?"

"Travellers," I said instantly. I saw Fang flicker me a look, but I brushed his hand with mine. A simple gesture to signal that I was in control.

The Eraser snapped his head to Fang bringing the torch right up to his face. He eyed Fang cloak and grinned.

"A Shadow, eh?" The Eraser said with a smile. "Haven't seen you're kind around lately."

Fang narrowed his eyes darkly, but remained as still and silent as ever.

The Eraser pulled back. "Tie 'em up. These two are taking a trip to the Captain."

"To do what? Have a tea party?" I asked.

The head Eraser narrowed his eyes. "No, to decide your fate."

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