Angel Wings chapter 28
Amy47101: *Curled in a ball on the couch in pajamas with chocolate smudged across her face*
Flare: What's with Amy?
Aqua: She's suffering from BSOVD.
Flare: BSOVD?
Aqua: Being Single On Valentines Day.
Eleanor: That's just sad.
Amy47101*Slowly raises arm*: Guys... It ain't Valentines Day. It's Single Awareness Day.
Flare: That isn't sad. That... that's just pathetic.
Amy47101: Spare me, Arceus! Send me somebody.
*Former Disclaimer dude pops up*
Former Disclaimer Dude: Yes! Time for VENGEANCE!
Amy47101: WHAT THE F*CK! I hate this! Flare, Aqua, Eleanor, let's go! We're on the run again!
Flare: F*CK YOU, DISCLAIMER DUDE! Amy47101 does not own pokemon.
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A Riptideshipping moment...
Aqua loved her base in Summerland. The place was practically on the sea. Being the Angel of Water, she couldn't help but love it. So here she was now, sitting on the docks in the middle of the night, her bare toes barely skimming the water.
"I wonder how the others are doing..." she thought as she focused on the water, and formed a small, heart shaped water formation in the air. She watched it float and ripple for a while, before finally letting it drop back into the ocean with a small splash. "Specifically Dash..."
Aqua smiled fondly as she remembered the hyper active boys' pranks and his crush on her. Of course he was always to busy in detention or concocting some plan with Carter and Surge to land him in detention for her to actually talk to him. To have him really say 'I like you.'
"Like, as a friend?" she would ask.
"No, like... really, really like you. I think I..." he would then turn his head to the side, blushing like mad. "I think I love you."
The conversation has played through Aquas' dirty blonde head thousands of times. She closed her eyes, and imagined the tan-haired, brown eyed boy.
"I guess you could say I'm falling for him, too..." she thought as she looked towards the sky. Perhaps if she thought hard enough, she would be able to see him amongst the stars...
"Hey, Aqua!"
Aqua knew that voice, and would know it anywhere. It was Dash. He swooped down, almost like a blur to her eyes. He was flying.
"Why are you here? And flying?" asked Aqua as she pushed herself up. Dashs' wings flapped gently. They were so quiet, that she could barely here the faint whoosh of the wings beating against the air.
"I guess I just wanted to see you."
"Why? You should be in Ringtown, Dash."
"Reveal thyself." Dash said softly in Angelic. There was a flash of turquoise light, and Aqua knew full well that her wings were out in the open. Dash stretched his hand out to her. "Wanna stretch those wings for a little while?"
And without a second though, or any thought for the matter, Aqua grabbed hold of his strong hand and allowed him to lead her through the sky.
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An NonConductiveshipping moment...
Wynter sat in the lead researchers home, a small fire crackling in the fireplace. Wynter had learned that Shiver Camp was like a ranger base split up. An pokemon hospital here... a ranger depot there... and she was in the place were the rangers, few if any, slept. Wynter, of course, was thankful to be in the home of Pamur. He had many books, both fiction and nonfiction. This was paradise for her.
So, here she sat, in the nearly freezing temperatures of the cold Almia winds, a blanket around her shoulders, and a book in her lap. Defiantly paradise for this Angel of Ice.
She smiled as she read the next few pages of Halo. It was such a beautiful book. An angel from the heavens above, sent down to protect earth from evil, falling hopelessly in love with a human boy.
"And I revealed my wings to him, showing Xavier my true glory as an Angel..." Wynter mumbled the words slightly. She then continued to snap the book shut, as if that line were painful to her.
"When Xavier found out about Bethany being an Angel, he didn't run away," she thought. "But when I revealed myself to him, he ran screaming. I loved him, and he supposedly loved me back."
Wynter felt small tears prick around the edges of her eyes as she remembered the painful moment in her past. Everyone always ran when they saw her, because she was a freak. Sometimes, she wondered if her parents just gave her up because they already knew she was a destined freak.
Wynter, being the silent girl that she is, always thought about specifically painful moments of doubt in her life. Always wondered if she had done something differently, waited more time, then maybe those few small moments of sadness would never hd occurred. Of course, Surge would always interrupt her thinking, making her laugh and enjoy her current life, forgetting the past. He was so nice to her, even when he found out that she was a winged freak.
"But then again, Surge was also winged with electric powers. He was just as shocked as I was!" Wynter thought happily. "How silly! Even with him not being here, he manages to interrupt my sad thoughts!"
Right then, her styler rang.
"Voicemail, Voicemail!" it rang out, over and over. Wynter held up the device, and looked at the name.
"Well speak of the devil." she muttered happily as she answered the phone call, and a small holographic form of Surges head and shoulders appeared. "Hey Surge!"
"Hi Wynter! How's it going up there in Sh-sh-shiver Camp?" asked Surge, stuttering on the word 'shiver', as if he was actually cold. This caused Wynter to giggle.
"Great, really. I was just thinking about you actually."
"Oh, really?" asked Surge as he wiggled his eyebrows. "Hopefully good thoughts?"
"Always, Surge." said Wynter with a smile. "Always."
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A LowLightshipping moment...
"How do I manage to get myself into these situations?" Dusk thought angrily as he listened to the trio behind him bicker. He could faintly recall their names, Flash, Lawn, and Rock or something? He didn't know, nor did he care.
"Ash, you're such and idiot!" yelled the bluenett.
"Well, excuse me, Dawn, how was I supposed to know that we were running into a Beedril nest?" yelled 'Ash'
"Perhaps the sign saying 'Warning, Beedril Territory, Enter at your own risk,' would've been a fantastic clue, wouldn't it?!" yelled Dawn.
"Now guys, this isn't worth arguing over, what's done is done, we can't-"
"SHUT UP, BROCK!" yelled Ash and Dawn at the older teen behind them. Dusk was getting majorly pissed off, standing here, listening to their childish quarrels. He was a ranger, for Arceus' sake!
Fate must be against him today. He was just merely assigned a mission to get a few kids out of Beedril territory. If one has had yet to figure it out, this trio was the group in trouble. Now, he somehow ended up babysitting the trio, for they were traveling to Hearthome so that the girl could participate in some contest.
"Dusk, what do you think?" asked Dawn as she poked his shoulder.
"I think this is pointless." he muttered. "Look, you're even irritating Raven, and she doesn't usually give a damn about what's going on around her."
Dusk gestured towards the Eevee walking beside him. Raven was glaring at the trio with a glare similar to that of it's ranger partner. A rare sight to see, for the usually chipper black and gray Eevee was always acting childish. But even children get irritated with pointless arguing.
"Hey... I have a question for ya." said Ash. "How come your Eevee's black?"
"I dunno. How come you're stupid?"
"Hey! I'm not that dumb!"
"Yes you are." said Dawn as she shook her head.
"Jerk." muttered Ash.
"Idiot."
"Meanie!"
"Dummy!"
"Shut up!" yelled Dusk. He was glad to hear the styler ring. He was about to answer it, when he stopped. "I want absolute silence. Understand?"
Sure that his menacing glare had shut them up, he clicked the answer button, and a holographic form of Dawn, the smarter, more mature, ranger Dawn, popped up on the screen.
"Hey, Dusk, I-"
"Oh, wow!" cried the Dawn on this end. "It's a girl ranger!"
"What happened to absolute silence?" asked Dusk, glaring her way. Of course, it didn't stop her and Ash from crowding around him, trying to get a better look at the styler. Of course, they just had to jerk his arm back and forth, causing the styler to shake to and fro.
Dawn, on the other end, looked confusingly at the small holograph as it went from Dusk, to a raven haired boy to a bluenett. It waved in a blur.
"Let go of my arm this instant!" yelled Dusk as he wrenched his arm away. "All of you will stay right here, and I swear to Arceus, if you just so much as whisper, I will personally make sure those Beedril come back and maul you!" Dusk paused to take a deep breath. "I will go over there. This is a call from one of my partners, and it may be important. I want privacy. Do. You. Un-der-stand?"
Ranger Dawn noticed that Dusk made sure to sound out every syllable in the words. She then heard some angry muttering and the rustling of leaves before it finally stopped and Dusks face once again appeared.
"Sorry about that. I somehow ended up escorting these kids to Hearthome City. Nonstop bickering between them." he sighed, and ran a hand through his hair, momentarily moving his bangs from his right eye. "So what're you calling me for?"
"I just wanted to ask how your day was going, but from what you're saying, it's going pretty bad, huh?"
"You're the Physic Angel here, you tell me what my future holds."
"Very funny." said Dawn with a smile. "So, I think I figured out a little bit behind that prophecy in the ruins. I think that when it says, 'On the night that the moon blocks out the sun,' I think that it means a solar eclipse, a phenomena where the moon obscures the sun, otherwise 'blocking' it. But about the stars raining down, I haven't-"
"You work to much."
"Huh?"
"Seriously, Dawn, are you a ranger or an operator?"
"If I'm bothering you, then perhaps I should call up someone else, and tell them my theory." said Dawn with a cool glare. Dusk, for some reason, immediately felt the smallest bit guilty.
"No offense to you, but it seems that you're studying this prophecy way to much. Every time I see you, you're bent over a book, or your worried about not knowing the answer. Take a break for a while. You're a ranger, so go and have an adventure."
"I guess you're right..." said Dawn as she turned her head to the side. "But I wanted to let someone know...I was just so excited."
"Hey, it's understandable. Just calm down." Dusk, for the first time, noticed the dark circles under her eyes. "You're tired, Dawn. Go get some sleep."
"Okay, then." said Dawn before she yawned. She was tired. "Call me tomorrow, alright?"
"Of course. Just take a break. Arceus knows you deserve it."
"Good luck with the kids." said Dawn before she hung up, ending the conversation a little earlier then Dusk would have preferred.
A ForestFireshipping moment...
Flare stared absentmindedly out the window. Of course, she was happy. She had just recently finished talking to Forrest. He had called, checking up on her, making sure she was still the Angel of Fire on earth and not in heaven.
What did he expect her to do? It wasn't her fault that she was an adventure craver. And really, Mitonga Island was the perfect place for her. The Dangerous Cliffs, the 'Haunted' Mansion, the Dusclops infested forests, it was perfect for her.
"Except that Forrest couldn't be here to hold me back." she thought. She widened her eyes. Where the hell did that thought come from? Since when did she care if anyone held her back?
"Could it be possible?" she wondered to herself. "No, I can't be falling in love. Men are lying, deceitful, and evil. My 'father' is a prime example."
Flares father was a lead scientist in the experiment that reactivated the Angel Gene that Tyson has told her so much about. He stole her from her mother. Took her childhood, experimented on her. He said he did it to make her life and her mothers life better, but he just made it worse.
Flare knew her mother was scared. Every time she walked into the room, Flare saw the fear and worry in her eyes. It's as if she feared she would become the thing that her father wanted.
She heard her mother and father scream at each other. He broke her mothers heart, abandoned them after Flare showed no sings of being 'amazing'. And then he just shows up at her graduation, wanting to patch up the relationship like nothing happened?
"Well, he can go to hell. He ruined everything." she thought angrily. "But Forrest isn't like that... he's kind and thoughtful... and can be a real sissy at times, but overall, a good guy..."
Flare let out a low growl at her own inner conflict. She threw herself on the bed, and pulled Tyson up so that he was on her lap, and stroked his head as he slept.
"May Arceus help me, Tyson, 'cause I think I'm falling for Forrest." she muttered. "I'm falling hard, and I don't know if I can trust him to catch me."
An Angelwingshipping moment...
Eleanor sighed with satisfaction as she stared at the sun setting slowly into the horizon. Her first day as a ranger was over, and although it wasn't a super exciting, action packed day, she was happy.
First off, she met a whole lot of nice townsfolk. It was sorta like the country-town version of Cocona Village. Next, Bertha offered her some of that milk pudding earlier this evening, just after she went back to base and blabbed the story about Mr. Woodward beating up Carter.
Oh, and that was a perk too.
So, after eating enough milk pudding to keep her full for possibly days, she was on Nabiki beach, staring at the sun go below the horizon. She wanted to catch the first rays of moonlight, the purest form of light, in her opinion.
She heard footsteps behind her, and turned around.
"Carter," Eleanor said with a small smile. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh, uh," Carter looked off to the side. "Barlow sent me to search for you. Yeah, that's it."
"I'm sure."
"I-It is!" exclaimed Carter. "What are you doing out?"
Eleanor gestured towards the setting sun.
"What's it look like? I'm waiting for the moon to come out."
"Yes, because every teenager does that everyday." Carter said sarcastically with an eye roll.
"And every teenager somehow manages to get themselves beat up by an old guy." Eleanor shot back as she got up from her spot.
"And every teenager claims to know around her hometown ruins and yet still manages to get us lost."
"If I didn't get us lost, we wouldn't know about that prophecy."
"That has yet to make sense."
"Stop using 'yet'."
"No."
"Yes."
"No"
"Yes."
"No."
"No"
"Yes."
"Ha! I knew you'd fall for that!" cried Eleanor. It was then the two noticed how close together they were. Their noses only mere inches apart, barely brushing each other.
Carter could imagine kissing Eleanor here and now, just as the sun set and the moon arose. In a parallel universe, he probably would have. But he wasn't in a parallel universe, but instead reality. And reality forced him to turn his blushing head aside, and take a few steps back, away from the girl with angel wings and healing powers.
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Amy47101: Well, happy Valentines Day... *sniffle* hopefully, all you people with a boyfriend or girlfriend enjoys it, while us singles are wallowing knee deep in chocolate wrappers, depressed, and wishing that we where not celebrating Singles Awareness Day...
Amy47101 signing off! ^.^