"But Skya? Why are your veins black?"
Skya P.O.V
I have to run. Jake will be fine. I can't risk infecting the children. You want to know something? My veins should not be black if I healed him. When I dropped him off with River his wound was almost fully healed.
I tried to open my wings a while back but they ached and creaked like they were slowly turning to dust. I'm running to the school now. No, not the one in the forest, the one in the middle of the Death Valley, California. That's where all the white coats fled to.
I walked most of the way but then I hopped on a train. I'm almost there. I can see it in the distance.
Hi.
People in giant car rolled over to me and held up guns. I dropped on the ground. No, not on purpose.
I coughed into my hand an looked at it. Blood. Great. They picked me up by my shoulders and threw me in a tiny cage. I passed out by the way.
Jake P.O.V
"Skya." I whispered. I opened my eyes and looked at all the curious faces of children and animals.
"Skya went to get you medicine. She's been gone for six days and three people died and two animals..." A little girl said pulling me to my feet and taking me six little graves. I gritted my teeth.
"How." I asked turning to her. She shrugged.
"Come meet the baby's!"
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