Dacian Draco Part 2

Part 4

I collapsed on my knees. I shook my head. I couldn't believe it. My mother is dead. I clawed at my face, trying to make sense of things. "WHAT THE HELL AM I?" Darkness began to surround me. "Get away from me!" I cried, swiping at the shadows. It engulfed me, as I gasped for air. The last I saw was a glimpse of the sky. A single star shone in in all the darkness. All I felt was a cold feeling. It felt as if I were suspended in space. I tried to move. I tried to break free of an invisible chain, holding my wrist to an imaginary wall. I struggled for what seemed like hours. Begging and pleading for the chains to buckle under my ferocious tugs. Finally, I felt a chain link snap. A flash of a bright blue sky passed before my eyes. I managed to muster more strength to pull at the other chain. It eventually broke to pieces as well as the other. I felt my eyes open. I hadn't known they were closed. I saw an eagle pass overhead, bathing in the new, warm sunlight of the day. I sat up. Had it been a dream? I looked down at his tattered clothes, soaked in a dried black liquid. I tore them off and replaced them with new clothes. I looked around, trying to make sense of what happened. It then came back to me. I saw my mother's head, dangling from the creatures claws. As it grinned and smashed it on the ground. I reared my head back and screamed. I began to pound my fists against the walls. It wasn't true! She couldn't be dead. She couldn't...

I heard a light knocking on his door. I whipped my head towards the source of the noise. "Hello?" I shouted at the door. "Son, I am going to have to ask you to open the door." I didn't reconize the voice. It might be another demon trying to attack end me. I grabbed my pocket-knife and slowly opened the door. A police officer stood in the door frame. "Cole, is it?" The officer asked. "What h-happened officer?" I managed to ask. "We found the body of your mother, Cole, it's head was missing. We found the head in your back yard, surrounded in a black tar-like substance." I covered my mouth, for I was on the verge of vomiting. I felt tears stream down my cheeks. It was true. I would never be able to see her again. I looked at the officer. "Can...can I please have a moment to myself, officer? I need t-to regather my composure."

"Son, it is okay, I understand. I will be down stairs with your father and brother." My ear perked up at the mention of my father and brother. Thank God, they were alright. Fresh tears found their way on my cheeks. I wiped my face and took a deep breath. I half walked/half stumbled down the stair case. I turned to see Liam curled up into my fathers lap crying. I found out that my father too was crying. I joined them and placed a hand on both of their shoulders. We stood in silence. Trying to let what happen sink in. Why had they only come for my mom? I took my hand off Liam's shoulder and balled it into a tight fist. I gritted my teeth together and began to shake. I felt rage begin to release into my blood. No, now was not the time. I couldn't control it. I felt less pain this time. The ripping of my skin, the releasing of my wings. I grew upwards, rendering my father to look a lot shorter. Liam looked up and gasped. As did my father after him. We caught the attention of a police officer, who was about to swear and pull out his gun, but was silenced by a black cloud, reeking of death. I saw the officer that knocked on my door begin to transform. His skin began to bubble, his facial features melting away like butter. After a moment of this horrific sequence, the hell-spawn before me raised its hand. holding a black staff. It began to chant, and I realized that it was going to release it's poisonous cloud again. I tried to shield my father, but he frantically tried to escape. Liam was still frozen with fear. I wrapped myself around him, shielding him with my wings and torso. I clamped my eyes shut and felt the poison gas travel down my back. I had to get away with Liam and Dad. I cracked one eye open to find my fathers body sprawled across the floor, a pool of blood surrounding his withered face. I was too late. I had to focus on getting Liam to safety. I began to flap my wings, trying to escape with Liam. I crashed through the ceiling, sprawling into the mid-day air. I shot upwards, climbing rapidly. I felt a presence behind me, only to see the previous police officer chasing us. It chanted a different incantation and I felt my arms grow lighter. I looked down to see that Liam was gone. And so was the hell-spawn. "Get back here you low-life good-for-nothing pussy!" I shouted into the air. I was furious. I wanted my brother back. A thought occurred to me. What if Jack got worried when I didn't show up. I located his house using my newly advanced sight, and sped towards it. I hovered near his bedroom window. It was Thursday, and he would be at school. I flew to the school to see Jack walk into the courtyard for lunch. He was alone and no one was around. I flapped over-head for a few seconds, before dropping to ten feet in front of him. I slammed down on the concrete, using my fist to create a counter force, cushioning my decent. I saw Jack's eyes widen in fear, then immediately transfer to complete awe. "Woah...you're one sick-looking motherfucker." I chuckled at that, and looked hm right in the eyes. I tried to speak, but I couldn't find the words to explain to him what happened. I kneel down, and let my regular self take back over. I felt the wings bury themselves deep within my back. and my skin regrow onto my bones. I was in tattered clothes, and I looked up at my best friend, waiting for a response. "Holy shit dude." Was all he could say. I smiled while trying to hide my depression. "Jack, we've got to get out of here! There will be...things coming for us. I don't want to lose anyone else."

"What do you mean?" Jack asked. "My mother and father were murdered in the previous twenty-four hours. And my little brother was kidnapped. I do not want to lose my best friend either." I said, in complete seriousness. Jack stared at me for a second. Then he slowly began to nod. "This better not be a sick joke-" I didn't even give him time to respond. "Do you think I would JOKE about seeing my mother's head being ripped off it's shoulders, and watching my father collapse, poisoned with a gas so strong that it could kill a herd of elephants in a second? Would I kid about my little brother Liam being KIDNAPPED?" Jack looked at me and thought for a long time. He replied, "So, where are we heading to and when are we leaving?" I smiled, relieved. I wouldn't lose another person dear to me.