Author: Skytate18

Title: By The Angel's Broken Wings

Summary: Long time ago, in a beautiful castle, prince Bridge keep having strange dreams. He thinks that they will bring only destruction, but nobody is gonna believe him……


Chapter Eight

The darkness was going to be around for the next few hours, but in the forest, it could have lasted longer than that. Bridge had equipped himself with nothing, except for his boots and bare hands. He was really hoping nothing would attack him, because even though he could defend himself, he didn't know what danger lay ahead of him.

Suddenly there was a small flash of light on his left, and he immediately averting his eyes towards it. It was a purple glow, similar in color to the power the girl was using to protect herself. Without hesitation, he dashed towards the glow. "It might be here," he thought, making his way around trees and over leaves.

A strong hand grabbed him by the sleeve of his shirt, throwing him towards the ground. "What the hell are you doing…?" came a harsh voice from the tall man standing over him. It was the young man with the dark curls, and they were hanging over furious brown eyes.

Bridge was stuck. He knew this man was involved with the girl, but in what way, he wasn't sure. All he knew is that this man looked as though he was going to kill him. "You head back to the castle, boy…"

The young boy shook his head, but did not move any more than that. He didn't want to get up, afraid the man would pull a quick one on him. "I don't want to go back there… they… they kicked me out."

"Kicked you out? For what…?" The man pulled back his darkened hair from his eyes, still staring down at the younger boy.

Bridge gazed around, trying to think of a quick response. "I had magic!"

"If you had magic and were within the castle grounds, you would be dead," the man grunted, beginning to walk away from the boy.

The younger guy let out a sigh or relief that he was not dead and quickly got to his face, watching the man wander away. "But, I… I want to know if you can help me find this girl," he rambled, finding himself chasing after the man. He could see the purple glow off in the distance, which was exactly where the man was headed.

The man said nothing, but continued his path through forest. Bridge scurried around a tree, avoiding low hanging branches and also the uprooted ones. Turning around a tree, the man suddenly vanished, and all that was left in Bridge's view was the purple glow.

Narrowing his eyes towards the glow, he was focused on getting to it, somehow knowing the girl was going to be the one responsible for it. He also kept his eye out for the ever persistent man who was trying to stop him from his quest.

Peeking through the bushes, he caught a sight of the source of the purple glow. It was the young girl, sitting in a small clearing between a few dying trees. She looked as though she was meditating, and the purple glow surrounded her in what looked like an orb. "Whoa…" he murmured quietly, kneeling down so she would not see him.

She had her eyes closed, anyway, and seemed to be concentrating hard of something. He scooted over a bit to try to get a better look, leaning on one of the dying trees. The tree, small and fragile, was not strong enough to hold against his weight.

It immediately went toppling over inches before her, disrupting her train of thought. Her eyes shot open and the orb disappeared. He was now stuck in her gaze, feeling that pound of pain in his heart.