Chapter 10

I was losing conscience fast. In my blurred vision, Sara stumbled over to me and muttered something. Blood trickled from the corner of my mouth, and everything went black.

The clearing appeared to me again. I was in the middle of it, now. The earth was up to my waist, and my mouth was still missing. The girl was in front of me, looking down, grinning like Topher was, minus the teeth.

"What did I say, Xavier," she growled. "You should listen. If it wasn't for your little bitch, he would've killed you," she said. She laughed at me, and I felt myself sinking into the ground. The forest around started to blaze. The girl looked around, and smiled.

"Just as we planned. Your world is coming to an end. Sis will hate it, though. Whatever pleases Daddy pleases me." The girl laughed hysterically, and disappeared. The flames poured onto the tall grass in my field. It crawled closer and closer with every second.

I woke up in a pure white room, screaming. I buckled over as I shot up, feeling scabbed over scratches rip open. Blood trickled from my back, slowly morphing into a steady stream. I heard commotion from the outside of this room.

"Shit! He's awake!" Three bodies filled the room. One of them was Sara, and the other two were boys Topher's age, maybe older. I didn't like seeing them around Sara. They ran to my sides, and tried to restrain me. Of course, I fought back. They ended up being thrown against the walls.

"Xavier!" Sara yelled. She grabbed my wrist, and I stopped. "Calm down, they won't hurt you." I looked over at the men, and they were already standing, and were getting needles and gauze pads.

"Who are they?" I asked, my speech starting to slur. I felt the pain of unconsciousness trying to take me over.

"They're friends I met after dragging you dumb ass through a national park. They're veterinarians."

"I ain't no pet!" I yelled as a needle of some kind of anesthesia pierce the artery in my right arm.

"It's just to calm you down, Xavier. Relax, they'll take care of you."

"It's like laughing gas, huh?" I was obviously losing any control of what I was saying. "I'm just off my rocker!" My burst of laughter made her jump.

"They're just gonna stitch your back up, okay?" I muttered something even I can't remember, and laid back down on the metal table.

"They can stitch up my back for sure, but, who can stitch up my heart, Sara?"

"What do you mean, Xavier?"

"You know damn well what I mean. It's obvious!" Dear Lord, how high was I? Sadly, I don't remember what happened after that. I guess Sara would have to tell me after I woke up.

It had been about six hours after I think I passed out. My back had over one hundred stitches in it, and the scratches on my face, arms, and legs were all treated with creams and bandages of any kind you could think of. Sara was sitting next to me in a computer chair, her hand on my arm. When I opened my eyes, she jolted up.

"Xavier," she said. She seemed uncomfortable. "Do you have your bearings back?" I nodded.

"I think so." I grabbed my head, feeling the intense pain of a medication hangover. "What did I do?"

"Well, do you mean before or after you disobeyed me?" Her voice was full of angst, and disappointment. I couldn't even look her in the eye. "You knew that something was bound to happen, Xavier. You knew that I was right. Why did you go?" Her stare was piercing my very core.

"I don't know, I just needed to fly around. Having giant wings attached to your spine weighs you down if you don't use them. Of course, you wouldn't know." There's that unintended bitterness again, or maybe it was me being cocky, or just being an ass.

"I'm sorry I can't comprehend the idea of mutated mechanical human flight."

"Hey, if you're so smart, how come you didn't sense Topher around, huh? You were sleeping, so you must've had the energy. So much for a genius," I said. Well, I kinda quietly screamed at her. Her eyes widened, and her posture stiffened. We didn't speak for ten minutes. Sara stood up, and turned from me.

"If you think you're too good for anyone's help, then fine." Sara said.

"I never said that, Sara. I-"

"Good bye, Experiment 525-GHA," she said. With that, she walked out the double doors of my hospital room.

"Sara," I called out. She didn't really mean that good bye. There's no way she wouldn't come back. I stood up, and went to talk to her. Suddenly, her two vet friends tried to push me back to the table. I was too worried to even fight back. Soon enough, I was back on the table, being told to rest and everything would be fine. They tried to restrain me, and I flipped out.

I ripped my hands out of their grasps, and kicked my way out from the blockage of doctors. I unfurled my wings, and pushed them too shoot through the doors, and out a window to find Sara. Shattered glass rested on my feathers and glistened in the noon sun. I flew dangerously close to the public, about a mile high from the ground. I scanned every moving object for a sign of Sara. I flew back to our house, and found no evidence of her ever being there. I just prayed to God that Topher didn't find her.

Something was very off. She goes off by herself, but not without a trace for me to find. It's like she never existed. I started getting very anxious. I turned over every dresser, flipped every table, and even ripped apart every piece of soft material to see if she was hiding. I tore that beautiful house, our beautiful house, apart. After hours of ripping everything in that house open, I finally gave up. I sat down on the untouched bed. The only reason why I hadn't ripped it to shreds was the memory of seeing Sara lay there, just like a princess. Tears came to my eyes, and this time, I let them fall.

"God dammit!" I punched through a window with my right hand, opening the scars from the first time. "God damned me.." I grabbed at my hair, letting the blood flow, and sobbed. This was the first time I truly cried since I was told I wouldn't live past twenty. Even then, I didn't cry this hard. This wasn't like me; I wasn't like me lately. It's because of Sara I've been such a pansy. She opened me up, just to be crushed by myself.

I heard a crash from downstairs, like the door was busted open. I didn't even flinch. I didn't care what happened to me from now on. My only part in this world was to find Sara, and keep her safe. I was hopelessly in love, and not getting it back. I saw the mirror, and stood in front of it.

I saw a beat up, bloodied high schooler with two handicaps. I ripped off the gauze on my face, and saw the scarred over scratches. I realized then that I was blind in my left eye. It's iris wasn't even brown anymore, it was a dull gray. Fury bubbled inside me. This was my last straw.

I took off into the air, scanning for my girl, and a big cat who was about to be euthanized by myself, personally. While taking off, I heard a roar from the downstairs.

Author's Note:

Hey :D I know these last few chapters have been short (Less than 1500 words), but it will lead up to something big :) I have interesting plans for Xavier :3

Any you will never know! Until I post the re-written chapters, anyway :3

~ Nicole