The Winged One

Chapter 1: Bell

Part 2: The Wingless or Winged One

Roy got up and looked out the outpost he was in with Trenith, then looked at the king and stepped outside. With a single bound he sped off over the city with delight filling him. He was flying over Odrean again! Something about the clouds changed his mood, mad him…happy, for the first time in a while. He was surrounded with it.

All of that changed when he started to fall, he had forgotten what he had done forty years ago… no one could be outside of 500 meters above Odrean, or lose flight and fall. Roy spent 2 years constructing this spell… and fell for it, he was lost in his own happiness to notice.

The king hadn't noticed either.

Roy hit the ground with enough force to chop a tree in half with a large axe in one strike.

He was lost…

He couldn't see…

There was nothing…

He opened his eyes, immediately remembering everything. He was alive, that was no surprise. He was in a hospital clinic, one of which he had built for him if something ever happened. Roy looked at the mirror and literally fell out of his bed.

His wings were gone…

A nurse came in and looked at him, "no…" she stuck him in the neck with a needle and then Roy fell back into sleep.

He woke up again and looked back into the mirror, his wings were there…

He shook his head and turned off his bed and stood.

After the nurse checked him he was free to go, Flade wasn't in sight, he knew Roy well enough to know that he would still be alive, probably drinking still. Trenith was there though, and he looked upset.

"You hit the ground so hard that any ordinary man would have had every bone smashed and his skin fall off to the ground, yet somehow you still stand before me like you only had a stick tossed at you… how?

Is there something I don't know about you Roy?"

Roy sat down and looked outside a window at the totem pole.

Trenith looked at him, "ah yes, the totem, you still need to prove yourself, I will get the bow."

Roy stood outside and cracked his neck by the totem pole. A great crowd surrounded him as he was forced to put on a white robe.

Roy was carefully given a silver longbow with a jeweled arrow, almost known to be impossible to shoot because of the weight of the arrow.

Roy notched the arrow carefully and aimed it at the sun and let it go.

The weather changed almost instantly… it started to rain…