Okay, here is Chapter 4. Sorry for finally posting it on almost Monday. Enjoy and review.
The group plus Faolyn perched on one of the Great Tree's branches, preparing to take off. "Okay," started Faolyn," here is the plan, one more time. We need to gather three weapons, each from a legend in your history. The three are going to be, the ice sword used to kill Klud in the Burning, an iron replica of an ice dagger made from the original smith from Dark Fowl Island, and the last shall be the first battle claws, made by Theo. This is assuming you have Soren's claws…?"
"Yes I do," confirmed Matthew.
"Okay, good. Now, the places where these weapons will be will be guarded. Now, when we fight the angels, stay by either me or Matthew. The farther away you are from either my aura or the legendary weapons, the stronger the angels will be. First, we are going after the ice sword. Any questions…?" There weren't. "Okay. Let's fly." And with that they took off.
Matthew flew in silence, still bemoaning how stupid he was. Amelia was still angry at him, and he wasn't sure if she would cool down by herself. But she also wouldn't speak to him, so he had no idea how to make this right. "Hey Matthew," said Felli, oddly subdued.
"What is it?" he replied.
"Amelia told me what happened… or rather I overheard. I'm really sorry. But I don't think she'll be mad at you forever. Just give her a few days, and then try to make it right. But don't wait to long. Otherwise, she'll just think you're trying to avoid the problem again."
"Wow, thanks Felli," said Matthew, puzzled by her serious expression.
"Any time!" she yelled out, reverting back to her normal self, and proceeding to pester Faolyn with questions. "So why won't you tell us who you are?"
"I told you. That's my business, and it doesn't matter."
"Well then, how come you're different from all the other angels?"
"I don't know."
"What kind of owl are you? Do angels have species? Like are there Barn Owl angels, and Spotted Owl angels, and-"
"I don't know! Stop asking me questions!" burst out Faolyn, patience at an end. As everyone laughed, Matthew looked over to Amelia. She was laughing along with everyone else, so that was good. It didn't give any bearing on how mad she was at him, but at least it meant she wasn't angry at the world. Matthew flew for the rest of the time away from the group. Well, more so than usual. So he was relieved when Faolyn chose to stop to rest.
"We need to rest now. While I don't need sleep, I can still get mentally tired here in your world. And you need to be at your strongest for when we get the ice sword."
Matthew jolted awake. Something was wrong. Taking only a second to stretch his wings, he looked around. It was the middle of the day, with the sunlight streaming in from hollow opening hurting his eyes. But something was wrong. Hurriedly, he started to put on Soren's battle claws. After that he moved over to where Amelia was sleeping. Mad at him or not, he needed to protect her. Almost as soon as he had done this, his hunch proved correct. An owl, or angel rather, peaked into the hollow. Before he could react, Matthew launched himself at him, screaming" Get up! Ambush!" Faolyn was the first to react, launching right out of the hollow to see if there were more threats. Matthew didn't see what the others did, as he was busy grappling with the angel as they both started to fall. With a burst of strength, Matthew tore one claw from the grapple, and slashed the angel across the chest. The claws must have made him deadly, as the angel fell. As he flew back up to the others, he saw that the fighting was almost done. There had only been three angels, and, since he had gotten one, it had only left two to the others. Faolyn had dispatched his with ease, and the other was pinned to a tree truck with Felli's weapons, which she and Joshua were trying to get back.
"Lucky you saw him," remarked Faolyn. "Otherwise we would be done. Well, you guys at least. I would have been fine."
Ignoring Faolyn for the moment, Matthew looked over to Amelia. She briefly met his gaze, but then looked away. Hopefully, Matthew thought, this means she will be willing to forgive. That she'll give me a chance.
Well, there's chapter 4. Please review.