Me: It's been a while, but chapter 10 is here! And it's time I tell you what Angel told me.
Angel: Whatever. Go for it.
Me: Angel never died. She made a copy of herself and placed it in the sewers.
Chapter 10: A Fellow Flock Member
Wait, what? A missile? It exploded right next to me, and I was sent sprawling through the air. My adrenaline soared through the roof, and I was severely dazed. Blood was pouring through a huge wound in my shoulder, and my nose was bleeding, but that wasn't the bad part: half of my left wing was missing. The endorphins began to wear off, and pain seared through my arm. "Aaaahh!" I screamed, feeling as though my shoulder blade had really caught fire. Blood oozed through the huge opening, and I began to fall. Not because I wasn't flapping, but because I couldn't. My mind was buzzing. Who shot me? Can my wing heal? Is this it? "It hurts!" I shouted as I rocked towards the earth. "WHAT DO I DO?" The pain. The pain! I felt like I would never live again. Unconsciousness began to overcome me, as I desperately tried to stop my fall. But just as the ground approached me and I began to fade, I felt something gently grab me. I blacked out.
When I came to, I was in a damp, dark cave. It was pouring rain outside, and the dreary sky rumbled with thunder. Next to me, a live fire with fresh fish on a skewer cooking over it warmed my bones. I shivered and crawled towards it, warming my hands. Suddenly, without warning, I remembered what had happened. It brought with it the pain from the experience. I cried out, and sweat beaded my forehead. Gasping, I turned to look at my left wing. I paused, and then peeked. It was back. Sighing loudly, I breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down. I stayed that way for another hour or two, picking at fish and waiting for the rain to stop. My mind still asked the questions. Who shot that missile? Who brought me here and made this fire? Was I safe, or was this a trap? I tried not to think about that last one, but right as I was about to finish off the last fish, a figure, drenched in rain, came in through the entrance. Shocked, I shot up and got into a fighting stance. "Hey, you," I said. "Who are you, and why am I here?" He only smiled, wringing the rainwater out of his blond hair. His blue eyes glistened, like a light in the cave. He approached me, a small fish in each hand. He sat down near the fire. "Ah," He said, putting the fish on the empty stakes and raising his hands up to the fire." Now this feels better." He turned towards me. "Have you eaten your fill? If not," He gestured towards the fish. "Here's your last chance. I'm getting hungry myself." I lowered my fists. This guy didn't seem to want to hurt me. He actually acted friendly. I sat down, snagging a fish. I stared into his smiling eyes. "So, mind telling me who you are?" He stood up. "Ah, yes," He smiled. "I guess I do owe you an explanation." And with that, he unfurled his golden blond wings.