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Mistress Truth: I'm glad you like it! But, truthfully, I never did read Maximum Ride. XD A friend told me about the scene, and I tried to recreate it as best as I could. Guess I did to well, huh? But, if I DID steal it, it wasn't intentional, but I'll try harder to make sure it doesn't happen again. ^.^
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"Oh my God..." he stared. Stared and stared at her. Wynter rubbed her arms furiously. Alice and Jacob would be furious if they found out. Here she stood, in a camisole and jeans, a sweater discarded on the ground. In her hometown, in Snnowpoint City, it always snowed. Always and always. "Oh my God..." he repeated. "You... your back... what the hell...?"
"Yes," she whispered. "They're real. And... they're mine."
"Wings?" he gaped. He stepped back once.
"You told me," she choked on her words. "You told me that you'd always keep a secret. You promised you wouldn't judge me, no matter what other people think or what you find out about me."
Wynter stepped forward. He stepped back again.
"No, go away." he said. Wynter ran forward, hoping deep down that what was happening wasn't true. She latched onto his arm, eyes closed.
"You promised! Live up to it! Tell me that you can accept it!" she cried. He roughly pushed the blond girl away, she fell back into the snow, it melting, soaking her jeans.
"You freak!" he yelled. "You mutant freak! You always wondered why your real parents left you with Alice and Jacob Rose, and now I know! You're a winged freak, Wynter, a freak!" and with that, he turned and ran into the blizzard.
"You promised!" Wynter yelled after him. "You promised!"
And she repeated it, over, and over, sobbing. Soon, Wynter was just so exhausted from the crying that she just laid on her side in the snow, staring blankly as the small flakes fell.
"So this is what heartbreak feels like." she mumbled to herself. "Let me die, just let me die." Wynter laid there, not even caring to grab for her sweater to cover her wings. What was the point if she was going to freeze to death? For some strange reason, she thought of the Unova legend, Kyreum.
The lord of ice that resided in a canyon, rejected by society because of it's appearance. All because, when Zekrom and Reshriam split apart, he was the leftover corpse. While Zekrom looked intimidating and controlled lighting, and Reshriam was giving beauty and the power over flames, Kyreum was nothing but a leftover and mutated corpse, given a spirit by the great Arceus because he could not stand to see one of his children to suffer so. Bitter to the core, he formed powers over ice.
Although, Wynter never truly believed Kyreum was a monster that ate humans who wandered into his domain. He was just sad, alone, and terribly misunderstood.
"Well, Kyreum," Wynter thought. "I think I can really relate to you."
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Wynter P.O.V
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I sat awake, staring at the ceiling of Pamurs building. Hermione was snoring softly beside me. I couldn't sleep, and I just kept on thinking about him, over and over again. I don't know why I thought of him now, but I was finding it all very stressful. I turned over, groaning.
That's it. I can't stand anymore of this.
Slowly, I got up, trying to not wake Pamur from his peaceful, and might I add loud, sleep. Shuffling around getting dressed, I clutched the pendant around my neck that contained my weapon from the legend. Angel of Ice... Rejected just like Kyreum. I smiled, wondering if Kyreum would be happy knowing the the angel of his very element had been rejected by people who were normal.
As the snow crunched under my feet, I looked up at the sky. Clear, allowing me full view of the stars. It always amazed me how, in snowy places, by day it the sky was dreary, filling the sky with snow, yet by night it had the most beautiful sky and the brightest moon.
As I traveled through the small area, I came across the lake that separated mainlanders from Almia Castle. Once, I flew across the lake to the castle, yet couldn't get inside. I wish I could see the inside of the castle. It must be beautiful, even with the old, crumbling parts.
Suddenly, I tensed up. Someone was behind me. What should I do? Turn around, pretend I didn't notice? Slowly, I reached up to the pendant, pretending to scratch my neck.
Something lunged.
I whipped around, clasping the pendant.
Both of us fell into the water.
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Surge P.O.V
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I jolted awake, my heart racing. I heard gasps of shock coming from my friends, and I glanced at them.
"What is it?" I asked, looking down from my cage.
"I think it's the Empathy Link between us." Dawn said, suddenly coughing and spluttering.
"We've been feeling it happen to every one of you since we got here." Dash said.
"But what is it? What's going on?" I demanded, suddenly getting the feeling like I was loosing air. Dusk began to calm down, and leaned his head back against the cage, his eyes closed.
"It's simple," Dusk said. "They've gone after Eleanor, Carter, or Wynter."
My stomach somersaulted and turned, so bad I nearly puked. I felt like I've been drenched in ice cold water.
"I think it's Wynter." I said. "I don't know why... but I'm just going to call it a gut feeling."
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Wynter P.O.V
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I was barely able to get a breath of air before I was surrounded by the icy cold water. I struggled for a moment, flailing, and trying to remember what Aqua said when falling into deep water. Was it to curl into fetal position to conserve body heat and float to the surface? No, that was when you were stranded in the middle of an ocean. Arceus, I was never much of a swimmer in the first place, and now it was coming around to bite me in the-
My thoughts were cut off when something wrapped around my neck. Fingers and hands. I forced my eyes open, and, although blurred for a moment, I could make out the bat-like wings, the pointed ears and fangs. A demon.
He smiled, showing off his fangs. Air bubbles escaped from his lips, yet he seemed unfazed. He squeezed. I was struggling for air as precious bubbles escaped my mouth. His hands around my neck didn't exactly help the matter, either.
"You weakling." he said, his words not even garbled my the water. "I could probably drag you back to base without using the vortex."
Vortex, what vortex? For some reason, I found an amazing amount of adrenaline that pushed me into screaming in Angelic. The Demon backed off as my wings appeared, and I pushed up through the water and burst to the surface. Landing on the icy ground, I gasped for air, water dripping from my hair, clothes, and wings.
But the fight wasn't over yet. The Demon came up soon after me, and stood, watching amusingly as I struggled to breathe.
"You know, it was funny, watching you flail around in the water like that."
"Ha," I said as I stood up. I summoned the scepter, and stood defiantly holding it. "Sorry, water is more Aquas' element."
"You know, you're the first one to get the weapon out. All the others dropped. Like. Little. Flies." he made sure to draw out the last words, trying to get under my skin.
"Well, it seems your at a disadvantage. You're in my domain."
"Then have at it, weakling. See how petty snowflakes stand to the darkness of Hell." he summoned some sort of staff made of shadows, and rushed forward. I jumped up, and set some icicles flying his way. One managed to hit, but the others were deflected. I landed, and looked around. Swing my staff to the side and twirling it in my fingers, I sent another attack his way. He deflected it. Every time I attacked he deflected or dodged. With a roar of anger, I raised the scepter above my head, and slammed it deep into the ground, causing huge ice crystals to burst from the near-frozen earth, growing bigger and bigger as the closed in on the Demon. He jumped, and literally ran across the ice, mocking me.
He came up so fast that I didn't see it coming. I held my staff across my face while he counteracted by slamming his into it, each of us pushing with all our might to get the other back.
"Why?" I grunted as his side moved an inch. "Why are you working with Team Hellion? What do demons have to do with any of the experiments, any of our pasts? Why do you even care?"
"I could care less about Team Hellion." the demon said. "I'm only following orders."
"From who? Devlin? Your king." I spat out the last word.
"No, Devlins following his fathers rule. Devlin is co-existing us with humans, leading to the ultimate benefit."
"But why re-gather us?" I demanded. I suddenly found myself on my butt, my scepter in the air, skillfully caught by the Demon. His staff turned into a sword, the tip pressed to my neck.
"Because we have a choice: eliminate you or force you to join the Demons of Hell."
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Amy: The ending was... eh-ish, in my opinion. It was meant to come off as a dramatic cliffhanger because it's fun to torture you guys, but well... I guess it kinda turned out.
Amy47101 signing off! ^.^