Owens POV

I remember the night every thing that ,mattered to me was taken away. I remember screaming in pain but not just because of my injuries. The pain was searing through my body but I kept struggling. They were taking me away from them. The one I loved. I kicked and screamed trying to get free. I had to be free. I had to be free. They dragged me down the hall and reached the half way point when there was a roar and a massive boom. The erasers looked at each other and threw me down the corridor turning and running back to the room. I felt my bones crack further as I struggled to my feet and stepped back towards the room when a ball of fire raced up the corridor, narrowly missing me but caught a few feathers. I heard a scream. Her scream. Pained, filled with terror.

"No," I whispered, tears starting to trail down my face. I hobbled to the exit door. No one was coming. The place was torched. I knew I had to get out before the whole place came down, I could hear it groaning in protest as it now struggled to stay up right. With one final glance at the door. At the room I had share with her. The room she remained. A sob ripped through my chest as I went out and gingerly extended my wings and took flight. My face tingled and I touched my cheek. It was damp but the cuts were gone. My body suddenly jarred, throwing me off balance, the pain almost blinding me and forced my wings to contract momentarily but I forced them to keep moving and kept going. My bones didn't hurt anymore. They realigned themselves. I rubbed my hand over my eyes, tears sitting on my fingers, and rubbed my hand lightly over the biggest of the gashes. It healed. Completely healed. A lump grew in my throat and a strangled cry escaped my lips. I could heal myself. I could have healed her. I could have saved them both. They could be safe. Now there gone.

That was two years ago. I kept up hope that I would be able to find them. That they had been able to escape somehow. A lot had changed in that time. I missed them both like hell every minuet of every day. I grew taller my hair now more of a dark shaggy mop on my head. My wings had changed from a deep gray tipped with black to being light grey tipped with a deep blood red.

I got a sudden urge to head east, my gut and my heart telling me to go that way and the further headed the stronger the pull became hurrying me towards my destination. The feeling grew more intence and I looked down. Then I clocked it. Her. She was there. My heart beat erratically and my mouth moved into a grin before my expression changed to one of horror as something in my brain clicked as to what she was doing.

"No not now," I whispered as I began a speedy decent. She stepped off the cliff with her wings tucked in. I shot down towards her screaming, passing the cliff edge, gaining speed as I flew near verticaly towards her. I couldn't reach her fast enough. She hit the ground.

"No.." I croaked out landing messily and ran over to her. I lifted her head into my lap and tried to find a pulse. Nothing. I pulled her close to me and rocked her whispering to her how it wasn't fair for her to leave me when I just got her back, whispering how I loved her, begging her to not be gone, wishing it was just a cruel joke and she would get up and hug me and tell me she was alright. That she was here. Back and forth. Back and forth. Rocking her all the while. Tears ran down my face. My eyes scrunched closed. Refusing to believe she was gone. My heart broke then. The crippling pain in my chest unbearable and I cried out in pain and anguish and stopped rocking her. I held her closer to me and laid her down. I kissed her head and leaned on her chest.

And she glowed.

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