III
How to endure great pain.
Kotarou kept on walking down the street. The sudden lighting strike had scared him as hell, his muscles froze and he looked up in the sky. The lightning fell close. Too close. Then he started running. But it happened to him, it was meant to be. A lightning stroke the high voltage post nearby, sending it hurtling to the ground. Misha, who understood what this might cause, tried to stop the pole from falling to the ground, but it was useless. The pole trespassed Misha's body as it kept falling towards Kotarou. The boy didn't get away on time. The pole just crashed in front of him. The deadly electric wires fell over him. The electric shock was enough to kill him. Pain was all that Kotarou felt for the next 30 seconds. The most painful seconds of his entire life. It was unimaginable. Kotarou twitched and screamed in pain as the electricity licked every molecule of him. For him it was too much.
It felt like thousands of million knives were stabbing in every single spot. Kotarou in moments started to bleed out of his mouth and ears. Then he felt gorges of blood spreading from his eyelids. He was crying blood. The rain was just making it worse. The pain seared through his heart and he heard it beating faster, and faster, and faster. He was so in pain he thought "I want to die. I want to die right now." The last thing he knew was that darkness embraced him and that the form of a sole wing was shinning in that darkness.
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For Misha the scene was unbearable, it hurt her so much to see Kotarou dying such a horrible death. She felt the pain as if it was she who was tangled in those wires. Misha started to cry. But she knew crying wasn't going to stop Kotarou's pain. Misha raced towards Kotarou and tried to hug him. Suddenly, a green light flashed between the two of them sending both Kotarou and Misha flying away. The boy was away from the wires, no longer in pain. But the scene was even more astonishing. Misha was actually holding an unconscious Kotarou in her arms. Still, Kotarou was also on the floor; smoking from the discharge received. There were two Kotarous. Misha held Kotarou's soul. The boy sprawled in the pavement was his body. Misha threw Kotarou to her shoulder, spread her wings and flew away.
The storm finally calmed down.