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'Speaking telepathically'
Subconscious thoughts, deep in the mind and cannot be heard by others at all.
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Chapter 5: The Void
Quickly I arrive at a bridge, swiftly landing underneath it.
Folding my wings against my sides, the purple fog dissipates and my eyes slowly change to brown.
Collapsing onto my hands and knees, I am barely able to catch my breath after flying so fast, my mind and body beyond exhausted.
My claws and teeth remain sharp, not using any power to keep them like that as it comes naturally.
Moving my attention to the river, forcing my legs to stand I walk over to it before drinking handful after handful of the nice, decently clean river water.
I then collapse onto my back, breathing hard and unable to keep my eyes open no matter how hard I try.
Quickly reality fades away.
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The sound of pouring rain and rumbling thunder brings me back to reality, water soaking my bare body from the rain water running down into the river.
Slowly I crawl up closer to the bridge and out of the rain, my wings and hair dripping with rain water, shivering only slightly.
I flutter my wings and rustle them to get a portion of the water out of my feathers, from the amount of energy I have gained it is easy to tell only a few hours have passed.
The chilly night air nipping at my skin, my wings bundle themselves around me, sitting between both of them and keeping in as much body heat as possible.
Slowly closing my eyes, I listen to the loud thunder while my surroundings light up with the lightning.
My ears pick up something close, something that is definitely not thunder.
My eyes open quickly and before I can even act a tight hold is around my neck and I am once again face to face with the monster that killed Emma.
This time, the enraged look on its face tells me it is tired of all the games, the creature snarling and growling fiercely in my face. The creature throws me against the bridge hard, making me yelp out in pain from my skull hitting the cement.
In a flash, a hard grip is felt on my left wing and an agonizingly painful rip is felt at my scapula where my wing connects to my body, causing me to scream out in pain from the creature tearing off my wing.
Blood pours out of the giant wound, the creature throws my wing on the ground and the wing begins to disintegrate into a deep purple fog.
I look into its eyes before it throws me hard onto the ground a distance away from it, the lightning occasionally lighting up our surroundings.
Tears run down my face and mixes in with the rain, I glare at the creature and slowly sit up and look at it.
"Just do it! Kill me! I don't give a shit anymore! I have nothing else to lose! You murdered the last person who will ever care about me in this horrible fucking world! Do me a favor and finish it!" I cry out at the creature, it smirks in response, obviously amused by my words and enjoying toying with me.
A bloody puddle quickly forms underneath me, the rain carrying large amounts of it down into the stream.
The creature begins to walk over me to finish me off, I wait eagerly.
Just before it reaches me, a loud sound from a large crow erupts from the air. The crow from the cave lands on my shoulder, its feathers standing on end and making it look intimidating.
The creature immediately stops approaching once it sees the crow, it hisses loudly at it before taking a step back.
My eyes widen, watching the creature be stood up by a bird, I begin to remember the odd things about it.
The crow flies off my shoulder and in mid-flight a dark shadow forms around it, growing bigger until it fades, revealing a second creature of the same species rising to its feet to face the other.
My eyes widen in shock, my mouth agape. This second creature looks different from the first one, the most obvious is its wings resting at its sides. Instead of leather wings like the first one has, this one has jet black feathers like an angel that just barely touches the ground while folded. Each feather becomes lustrous when light hits them, showing they are different from normal feathers somehow.
The second creature also has much longer, and straighter black hair coming from the back of its head and neck rather than the other creature's silvery hair that has more of a curl to them (people have been confused before, but the first creature is the creature from the JC films, the second (black hair and feathered wings) is pretty much an OC of mine).
The feathered creature spreads its large wings before the other one, letting out a deep intimidating growl at the other.
Slowly I craw backwards away from them, my eyes still wide from what I'm seeing.
Both creatures seem to be communicating in some way that cannot be heard by me.
The first creature goes to walk past the taller feathered one, only for the feathered one to grab it by the arm and try to throw it to the ground.
The first creature proves itself to be stronger by remaining steadfast, reacting by grabbing the other and throwing it to the ground hard instead.
The feathered one lets out a deep growl of anger, "Leave her alone, Axel!" The feathered one speaks aloud in anger to the other as it turns and moves its attention to me.
Fear builds inside me, knowing the other creature would have to step in again if it wanted to protect me now.
The leather-winged one looks back at the feathered one, giving it a vicious growl.
It looks back at me before snarling and hesitantly flying off the ground and away from us.
My attention moves to the feathered one on the ground, fear and shock still in my face.
The feathered one slowly gets up, its body bare like the meaner one.
Both of them have tough looking muscles built into their bodies, I begin to recall what this creature said to the other.
Axel? Is that its name?
The creature takes a few steps toward me, instinctively I crawl away from it, keeping him far away from me.
"...Please just let me die. Why did you stop him..." I mumble.
"I can't let you die. Why are you choosing to give up?" The creature says, its voice has a nice deep tone to it, as well as a very friendly, trustworthy tone built into it as well.
"It killed my girlfriend...right in front of me. I can't stand living anymore. That is all I think about, and it was my fault. I can't live with this..." I explain, my voice cracking.
The creature takes more steps forward, I begin to drag myself away from it, becoming weaker from blood loss.
"I won't let you give up." He insisted, stopping.
"Then you are more evil than the other one is..."
The creature frowns, "...At least let me stop your bleeding before you pass out..."
My eyes begin to close, everything becoming blurry before my body and consciousness gives in.
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Voices and cries fill my ears. Cries of agony and sadness from what seems like thousands of people of all ages.
The voices, the strong emotions laced through their words bring tears to my eyes. Most of the voices sound sad, some angry, and others confused and lost.
Listening in on a few voices, my ears focus on a nearby woman's voice as she sobs, "Where am I...? Am I dead...? I crashed my car...but I can't remember anything after that..."
A child's sad, fearful voice chimes into my ears, "Where is my mommy...? I can't find my mommy..."
A man's voice says fueled by fear, "I only went out for food...what did that man do to me..."
Within the darkness, a small silhouette becomes visible. Moving my legs I slowly approach it, features begin to appear on it as it's back is toward me.
The features begin to appear familiar to me, the blond hair makes me realize who it is, "Emma...?" My voice trails off into the void.
Stopping behind her, I begin to worry, "D-Did you get away...?" I stutter, slowly placing my hand upon her shoulder, giving it a gentle grip.
Suddenly a sound begins to come from her, the sound of her weeping and sniffling.
A frown spreads across my face, "Emma...?" Slowly I turn her around.
Her body twists around to face me faster than my hand was able to turn her, the image before me causes me to scream out in fear and fall onto the ground on my behind, facing her.
Her neck is torn out, blood running like a stream from her deadly wound, her eyes have also been gouged out, blood running from the hollow holes like tears.
"WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME TO DIE!" Her voice erupts into my ears from all around, so loud that I have no choice but to cover my ears and cower in fear. Shadows begin appearing in the distance like fog, thousands and thousands of people of all sizes.
Her voice begins to deteriorate and become much deeper and evil, as if it is no longer her speaking but an evil entity, "YOU LEFT ME TO GET TORTURED AND KILLED YOU COWARDLY STUPID WHORE. TO FOREVER BE IN PAIN AND AGONY."
I begin weeping, dragging myself away from her, "I couldn't go back...I'm so sorry...I would have died too..."
"I always knew you would leave me to die. You were always the first one to run! This time you KILLED ME!" Her voice becoming ear piercing, in an instant all the shadows are around me, all dark silhouettes like she was, silhouettes with no faces. Hands are placed all over my body, making me scream out in terror as I am lifted off the ground and thrown into a sudden deep drop beneath me, cries of terror erupt from my lungs while I fall.
The drop seems to never end, but the ground below me is approaching with an intense speed, flapping my wings wildly, I am unable to catch air in time.
Just before hitting the ground my eyes fly open and my body shoots up straight. Shutting my mouth, I realize I was just screaming at the top of my lungs.
Quickly I look around to discover my surroundings have changed but are normal again, I am no longer in the darkness and no longer near the bridge, now completely dry aside from the puddle of sweat my body is upon.
It seems I am in a room of some kind, upon a fairly comfortable bed. Quickly pushing the blanket off my body, I then realize the layers of gauze wrapped around my chest and left shoulder, held on by tight bandage wraps.
The gauze becomes especially thick at my scapula, where my wing was torn from my body.
In an instant the door flies open and a familiar face from the night before is caught in my vision, belonging to the creature with the black feathery wings.
The creature seems to be in a panic, looking around the room quickly, "What happened? Are you okay?" He asks.
"...A nightmare...I guess...where am I...?" I question him, concern in my voice.
"Somewhere safe. You don't have to worry." He reassures, relaxing. My eyes widen when I notice a slight movement from the feathers on his wings. The movement was very unusual and sudden, each of his black feathers moved at the same time.
Disregarding the strange movement, I continue to question the creature, "Why am I here...? I need to leave..."
I begin to shift and slide out of the bed, only for my legs to be weaker than expected.
Sudden strong arms are around me, swiftly catching me before I hit the floor.
"You aren't going anywhere. At least for a couple days..." His soothing, comforting voice fills my ears, he moves me back onto the bed.
"I can't just stay here...something is after me...I need to keep moving..." I explain, looking at him.
"Don't worry about Axel. He should leave you alone from now on." He reassures me.
"I'm not worried about him...something else is after me...something worse." I stress, looking up at him.
He stands up straight, a look of interest and curiosity on his face, he crosses his arms, "What is it? Do you know?"
"I decided to call them Shadow Reapers...because they tend to stay hidden in the shadows...they have been after me ever since I learned that I'm different..." I explain.
"Shadow Reapers? Are there more than one after you?"
"I don't know...but I know there is more than one that exists...I killed one a very long time ago, but I can't recall how I did it..."
"I'm sure it will be simple to kill one if we work together and try." He suggests, smirking.
"These creatures are translucent...solid weapons go right through them...unless they are special in some way. And no. I will be long gone before any of them catch up to me. I just need to regain my energy..."
"Okay, if that is what you want, I will leave you be." He justified, walking over to the door, before leaving he turns to look at me, "Do you need anything?"
I watch him, "My scythe."