Angel Wings, chapter 20

Amy47101: Chapter twenty one everyone!

Disclaimer: Amy47101 does not own pokemon.

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Eleanor and the rest of her school returned from their vacation, some more reluctantly then others. Of course, they had fun, but they had to return one day. So, here are our heroes, sleeping peacefully as the sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon, spending there last night in the Ranger Schools beds.

One of our heroes, however, was not having as peaceful of a sleep as she might have wanted...

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Eleanor was walking, walking through shadows. There was nothing. Every direction she went only got her even more lost. The silence was deafening. Surely, she would go crazy if she were to stay here any longer!

Suddenly, a pillar of light flashed in front of her, and out of it, stepped a teenager around seventeen years of age. He was tall, and had long, pine green hair that was so dark that it seemed black at moments. It fell down his back, tied with an elastic band into a thin ponytail at the nape of his neck. The rest of his hair was parted neatly on top his head, while some of it framed his face. His skin was some what pale, and he had ears that came out from his head a few inches, and pointed at the end. Small fangs came over his bottom lip, and his eyes were crimson red.

Like the color of blood.

"Who are you?" asked Eleanor, taking a nervous step away from him. People don't just randomly appear out of light!

She looked at what was on his back. Wings, like hers. But they had a more bat-like appearance. He made no attempt to hide them, flaunting them by stretching them out to there full ten to twelve foot wingspan. "Or, more accurately, what are you?"

He smirked, and turned his head to the side.

"Merely a friend." he said. "And shouldn't you be asking yourself that?"

"What?"

"What are you, Eleanor? Certainly not human."

"Go to hell." said Eleanor with a glare. He looked at Eleanor for a moment, before tipping his head back, and laughing. This only made Eleanor even angrier.

"What's so damn funny?"

"'Go to hell.' Thats hilarious."

"Why?" asked Eleanor. He reached his hands out, and grasped her hands in his. She gasped as their skin touched and a burning sensation went across her hands. She quickly yanked them back towards her and looked at her palms. She saw that they were pink, as if he had actually burned her. She looked up at him, unable to comprehend what was happening. Slowly, he leaned towards her.

"Angels and Demons don't mix, do they, Eleanor?" he whispered. Eleanor jumped back, screaming at him.

"Who are you?! What's your name?!" screamed Eleanor in fury. In one swift movement, he was behind her.

"I'm faster than you. I'm stronger, wiser, stealthier. And in case you haven't figured it out," his hand clamped down on her shoulder, and the burning began, worse than before. "I'm a Demon."

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(Eleanor P.O.V)

"Holy shit!" I yelled as I bolted up from bed. I looked around my ranger school bedroom, remembering the bits from the dream. A teenager, talking to me. H-he burned me.

I looked over at Wynter, sleeping peacefully on the bed across the room. I then looked at the clock. 5:30. Oh, Arceus, when have I ever woken up that freaken early?

There was no way in hell that I was going back asleep. I didn't want to meet the teenager in my dream again.

It was only a dream, idiot!

I shrugged it off, and got up. I looked out the window, and saw Carter walking across the lawn towards Ascension Square. What was he doing?

I got up to get dressed, deciding to go see why Carter was crazy enough to get up this early.

And, remember the dream? I know it was only a dream, but I changed my mind completely when I looked in the mirror. Why? Because there was a red handprint on my shoulder.

The very shoulder were the Demon-Teen burned me.

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(Carter P.O.V)

I sat down on the small, now repaired port in Ascension Square, with my feet dangling over the edge, just barely skimming the water. It was still dark out, but, slowly, the sky began to turn a carmel brown color. The sun was rising.

"Early much?" I heard someone ask, interrupting. I turned around, seeing Eleanor in her uniform, rubbing her shoulder. I shrugged.

"Eh. I'm used to it. You already know, I'm an early riser."

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Watching the sunrise."

"Mind if I join you?" she asked. I shifted slightly to the right, making room for her. She sat down next to me, and leaned forward, placing her elbows on her knees, and her chin in her hands.

"Last day here." she said.

"Graduation." I said simply. "Your family coming?"

"Yep. Said they wouldn't miss it for the world." she said.

"I'm gonna guess your dad isn't gonna come?" I asked, suddenly becoming terribly curious about her father. She sat up abruptly, glaring at me.

"I told you not to talk about him."

"Around your family or Cocuna Village residents," I said. "Why don't you ever talk about it?"

"What about you? I have never once heard the mention of a father, or a mother, for that matter." she shot back at me. I smirked.

"Touché."

We fell into an awkward silence as the sky turned from yellow to pink as the glowing red orb of a sun began to peek over the horizon. Eleanor sighed.

"Since this may just be the last day with each other for a while, I might as well tell you exactly why my dad is such a touchy subject." said Eleanor as she looked over at me. "Just don't tell anyone, okay?"

I nodded as she began to speak.

(Love Like Crazy, by Lee Brice)

They called them crazy when they started out.

Said "Seventeens to young to know what loves about"

"Well, I guess it all started back when they met in Ranger School. Mom was a flighty blonde from Hearthome City in Sinnoh and never took school very seriously. Her family was pretty wealthy, and decided that the best path for her would be an Operator."

I stared at her, trying to imagine the lady I saw back in Cocona being in a brisk, neat uniform, sitting at a desk for a majority of her day. Eleanor looked at me, and grinned.

"Crazy, right? So, my dad was a wild child who came from a pretty poor family. They were living in a small shack on the coast of Cocona Village. It was his dream to be a ranger, but his parents could never afford the tuition for school. That never stopped him, though. He became a trainer, and a pretty strong one at that. He ran away from home, and flew to Almia on a Staraptor. He quickly got a job as a newspaper and a busboy, saving up tips and paychecks to attend the school.

"But he always would fly to the school, and land on the grounds, reciting his pledge to the Pledge Stone every night,"

"Night?" I asked, confused.

"Of course! You didn't expect him to trespass on the grounds in bright daylight, did you?"

"Oh." I said stupidly.

They've been together thirty eight years now.

That crazy.

"So, he was at the stone," continued Eleanor. "And that's were he met Mom. Mom was always more of the artistic type. Remember on Halloween, when I said my mom made the wings?"

"That was a lie, so no one would suspect anything."

"Right. Well, she really could create something as amazing as that. She loved art, any form. Painting, Ceramics, Sketching... every last bit of it. Her most favorite, however, was Charcoal drawing. Her favorite subject? The mysterious boy who was by the Pledge Stone.

"She would spend night after night, drawing him, wishing to see his face. Pulling up the confidence to actually talk to him."

"Your mom wasn't confidant? Why do I find that hard to believe?"

"Oh, she was confidant alright. Could flirt successfully with any boy. Just something was different about him. Made her more nervous then usual.

"Finally, she did go talk to him. Ya know? She just went up, and tapped him on the shoulder. He completely freaked out, and almost ordered Staraptor to attack. Thankfully, he didn't. Then it was one of those 'love-at-first-sight' moments. They just knew they belonged together.

"So mom graduated, but instead of becoming an Operator, like her parents hoped, she became an artist, and ran away with Dad at seventeen. Of course, Moms parents were pretty pissed off about this, so they completely disowned her, and cut off any money she had. So, they were as poor as a hobo and Mom didn't have a job. It was just Dad, working his ass off to get the little money they had."

He brought home sixty-seven bucks a week

Bought a little two bedroom house on Maple Street

Were she blessed him with three more mouths to feed

Now that's crazy.

"Finally, they had a legal marriage, and bought a tiny house in Dad's hometown. It wasn't really much, just a step above the shack dad owned.

"And that's when Cynthia came in.

Just ask him how he did it

He'll say "Pull up a seat

It'll only take a minute

To tell you everything."

Be a best friend, tell the truth

And overuse "I love you"

Go to work, do your best

Don't outsmart your common sense

Never let your prayin' knees get lazy

And love like crazy.

"When Cynthia was five, my Dad finally decided that he was going to follow his ranger dream. So he gathered up the money, and paid off the tuition, leaving mom and Cynthia behind. Thankfully, Cocona was really kind about helping them while dad was away, and was always giving my Mom odd jobs, paying her maybe a little to much. A couple of people would even pretend that money would rain from the sky when Cynthia was out playing."

They called him crazy when he quit his job

Said all them ranger dreams, boy, they'll never take off

Well, he sold his life and went over the top

And got paid like crazy

"A ranger was what he was meant to be. Plain and simple. He excelled at it. It was his gift. So, he graduated, and came back home, being assigned to Oblivia," she chuckled, before tearing her gaze from the sun and looking at me. "And that's when I was born."

Just ask him how he made it

He'll tell you faith and sweat

And the heart of a faithful women

Who never let him forget:

Be a best friend, tell the truth

And overuse "I love you"

Go to work, do your best

Don't outsmart your common sense

Never let your prayin' knees get lazy

And love like crazy.

"Carter..." said Eleanor as she sighed. "Do you remember anything about getting the wings?"

I wracked my brain for ideas, but came up with nothing. I shook my head.

"I was told that I was kidnapped, and they injected bird DNA into me, giving me the wings. They said that there was no others... until I met you."

"What's your point?"

"Well, I was about three when I was kidnapped, and don't remember a thing. Just waking up at home, with wings on my back. My dad was the one who saved me." she sighed. "Anyways, two years after the wings, I got my baby brother, Henry. That's when it happened."

"It?"

"My dad disappeared. He was assigned to an underwater mission with Rand,"

"They tough looking dude with dark blue hair, right?" I interrupted.

"That's him. Well, they were attacked, and both were pushed into a current, with an abyss at the end of it. Rand captured a Mantine, and climbed on, holding Dads hand. The Mantine couldn't swim fast enough with the both of them, and Dad knew that. So he... he..."

I was taken aback when tear suddenly began to fall down her face.

Always treat your women like a lady

Never get to old to call her baby

Never let your prayin' knees get lazy

And love like crazy

"Eleanor?" I asked.

"He let go! He let go of his hand! He sacrificed himself for Rand, and was dragged into the abyss! He let go of everything for his partner!" she yelled as the tears became sobs. I didn't really know what to do. I was never really one for comforting someone, let alone a girl over her lost father.

"Then again..." I thought as I looked at Eleanor. "It wouldn't hurt to try."

"It's okay, Eleanor." I said as I placed my arm across her shoulders, and pulled her closer into a half-hearted hug, stroking her hair. "I know it sounds bad, but he could still be out there."

She looked up at me. Her eyes were huge with hope, and wet with tears, giving them a somewhat glassy effect. Was it possible that her eyes were prettier when she cried?

"R-Really?"

"Sure!" I declared, suddenly determined to get her to smile again. "I mean, there's not any proof that he's dead, so you still got hope!"

"You're right!" she yelled as she jumped up, wiping tears away from her eyes. I stood up, grinning like an idiot. I was glad that I made her happy again.

"We should get going. People will be searching for us." I said as I began to walk up to her.

Suddenly, she turned around, and threw her arms around my neck. I stumbled back a bit from shock, my face heating up.

"E-Eleanor?"

"Just a way to say 'thanks'." she said as she pulled away, a small hint of pink on her cheeks. There was a silence for a moment, before we went up the stairs back to school, not saying anything to each other but blushing like mad.

They called him crazy when they started out

They'll be together fifty-eight years but for now

We'll say that's crazy.

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Amy47101: All done! Song is Love Like Crazy by Lee Brice, only slightly modified by me. Don't worry, I swear that the next chapter is graduation! I just had to write this cause the moment was just to perfect! And so was the song!

Amy47101 signing off! ^.^