Dynamis didn't answer Yuki's question, so Yuki stated the question again, "Dynamis, why aren't happy at home?"
"It is not a big deal," Dynamis smiled faintly. "I am fine. Do not worry for me." Dynamis brushed a stray hair from his face. "Can I come inside? I could not get much of a wink of sleep the night prior because of the weather."
Yuki sighed, "Sure, you'll have to leave in the morning before my parents come to wake me up." Dynamis nodded falling on the wooden floor tangling himself up with the carpet of the rug. He jump on a beanbag chair falling fast asleep within minutes. Yuki waited until Dynamis started to snore and climbed in bed himself, "Good night Dynamis..." Yuki shut off the lights and set his glasses down on the small table next to his bed.
The next morning, a bead of water dripped through the window flowing on the floor. That tiny bit of water loosened the hinge on the window. More flows of water pushed on the window, and the window hinge soon couldn't bare the weight of water and snow. A snapping sound broke the silence in the room for the day, and the window opened flinging the curtains hallway across the room waking Dynamis up.
As some who usually had very light snoozing, Dynamis instantly opened his eye up and awake to find the chaos the wind brought upon Yuki's room. "Ah!" Dynamis rushed over to the window slamming it close. "There." He gathered up the curtains hooking them on the metal pole to hang them in their proper position. He slid open the window flying out unaware of the trail of feathers he left behind.
Dynamis flapped his wings trembling and shocking in flight. He remembered to shut the window this time and took off into the rising sun.
Light bathed the buildings and roads in red light glaring down at the earth almost warm enough to melt the snow, almost. Dynamis swooped down on the road gliding near the streets eyeing the flickering streetlights gradually turning off as the day got brighter.
He waited until the temperature increased before flying to a higher altitude breaking through a cloud reducing it to a whisk of dust grinning feeling the chilly water roll on and off his skin sending tingles down his spine.
An eagle drove towards him, and Dynamis instantly recognized that screech, his father's. Dynamis sped towards a skyscraper, and he turned left. Speeding down along the building, Dynamis swooped a few meters off the ground earning plenty of stares.
Wind blew yelling loudly whipping Dynamis as he soared up back to the greying clouds. Dynamis' father must have had luck on his because he grappled Dynamis' wing. Blood trickled from the punctured area, and Dynamis gasp as a shot of pain pulsed from his wing.
Dynamis shook the sharp talon off and sent his scattering backwards. Dynamis and his father continued the chase, and Dynamis wrestled his father in an attempt to break free from the sharp grip. Rain instantly pelting down assaulting everything on the ground and in the air pounding as if angry.
Lightning cackled as the storm worsened with heaver rain and more lightning partnering with thunder. Flashes of light lit up the sky and not in a good way. Dynamis nearly collided with a billboard. He managed to dodge the crash but his wing scratched against his right-wing leaving a few cuts with a red liquid oozing from the light-colored feather staining them slightly. Dynamis winced, and he realized the cuts on his wings.
He made an attempt to lower the height he flew at but he ended up sliding on the sidewalk rubbing on the pavement forming a scrape here and there, not very easy to run away without ramming into stuff when you're panicked. "Ah..." Dynamis grunted picking himself up trying to walk. He felt something inside of him snap as if it broke.
Shaking, Dynamis hesitantly engaged in an unstable flight, a very unstable and dangerous flight that is. He soon lifted up to above the height of a building but got tangled in electrical wires. Electricity coursed through him shocking him in a hurting embrace. Buzzing rippled in Dynamis' ear drums, and he dropped on the top of a build closing his eyes losing consciousness in on the pavement. His vision blacked out.
Dynamis slowly fluttered his eyes open to find himself somewhere strange, somewhere he feared, "No. The council..."
A man in a long white robe and grey hair stepped out. Dynamis darted his head and eyes around to see himself surrounded with shadows, and a low light encased him and the man. The man growled with a raspy voice, "You have broken the number one law about angel human hybrids. You have had us found, and our secret is no more. Now humans will discover more and more! You know there is a punishment!"
Dynamis gulp nodding. The "punishment" is relatively the same for most hybrids. There is some variety in the actual punishment though.
The man continued to speak, "As one of the members of the ruling council of human angel hybrids, I have decided to do something different. Are your wings important to you?" Dynamis nodded. The man continued, "You are the exception. The process is usually painless as only the ability to fly is taken away. And how do angel human hybrids fly?"
"T-transforming... into... a-a creature of flight..." Dynamis gulped shuttering.
"Yes, that is correct," the council member glared. "But as I said, you are the exception. You do not morph into an animal that can fly, and even through most hybrids do not care a bit about their wings cutting them off because they cannot be used, you depend on your wings to fly. Do you know what will happen?"
Dynamis snarled, "The council is corrupt! Abusing their power!" The council member groaned slashing out a knife.
Unimaginable pain erupted into Dynamis as he soon passed out leaving a trail of blood from his back.
"W-where am I?" Dynamis snapped awake to find Yuki turning around gasping. Dynamis looked around the room. He found himself in a laying down position on a be with light blue sheets with a grimace on his face. Lighting beamed from the top of the room. A window showed the awfully dull sky. A small table on either side of the bed stood there.
"D-Dynamis..." Yuki pointed to Dynamis' back. "I was so worried about you! I thought your were going to die! My parents and I found you falling from the sky. You back was bleeding! The doctor said you could've bled to death!"
"Yuki, it is okay," Dynamis sighed looking down at the floor.
"Your wings..." Yuki rubbed Dynamis' bandaged back, a back lacking of those magnificent light purple feather wings.
"My wings... they got cut off," Dynamis buried his head into his knees sobbing, and sobbing, well that is an understatement to how heavily tears flowed down a crying Dynamis. His face got wet and his cloths became damp. Dynamis cried for what seemed like hours. He didn't say anything for a while when the realization dawned him, his wings got cut off, "No! No!" Dynamis chocked back tears. "NO!"
"Dynamis!" Yuki instantly climbed on Dynamis' bed patting his back. "Things will work out. I promise." Dynamis sat there in dismay about what just happened. His blue hospital gown got soaked along with the bed sheets and Yuki's jacket.
Yuki took a light purple feather out of his jacket, "Here, I found it on the floor."
Dynamis hugged Yuki while still crying, "Thank-you."
Nine year time skip:
A school bell dinged through the air. Dynamis took a glance at his grades on the report card. He nearly fail all of his subjects, again. He still remembered what happened nine years ago, "If only I had not been so reckless..." He still remembered about his wings, the way he could soar through the air. Of course he never told anyone about his past except for Yuki. Dynamis and Yuki developed quite a friendship. They managed to survive school together when everyone else ignored them or bullied them. Dynamis started to become extremely withdrawn from anyone but Yuki recently.
Dynamis walked through the hallways as someone tripped him shouted, "Watch where you're going!"
Dynamis sighed standing back up. He would sometimes let the words "regular mortals" escape his lips, and only Yuki knew what that meant. Everyone else thought that Dynamis just wanted to become a jerk. Dynamis walked out of school. The school week had ended, and Dynamis stood outside waiting for Yuki. Dynamis stood there knowing that he couldn't keep going with his underweight frame, he couldn't keep going in this state of depression, but like Yuki said nine years ago at the hospital, "Things will work out."
"Dynamis!" Yuki waved to see Dynamis with bags under his eyes and his already messy this morning hair got even more tangled. Yuki sighed walking up to his best friend, "Come on. We gotta make it out of here before someone decides to throw you against a locker.
"Okay," Dynamis chuckled slightly. The two left school and scaled to the top of a water tower. "Hold on! Dynamis! Slow down! I can't climb that fast!"
Dynamis reached out for the packet of his red shirt picking out a purple feather smiling. He might never fly again, but at least he could remember. "You thinking about that time again?" Yuki asked. Dynamis nodded. Dynamis would think about his childhood constantly, and the thought of flying more than often dominated his mind. At least he could remember that wonderful time.
The End (for now)
So... I do suggest you grab a box of tissues. Anyway, please do not hate me for the ending. Okay? PLEASE DON'T HATE ME OR GO AFTER ME OR WHATEVER OKAY?! Okay. I might write a sequel. Tell me if you want me to write one. Please read and review!