Angel Wings
Amy: Okie doke! I don't feel like dragging on in authors notes, do I'll just cut to the chase.
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Dusk P.O.V
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Neither of us said a thing as Dawn forced the large pieces of metal over the hole again. I took out my ninja stars, and threw them into the corners. Shadows stretched across the surface, reinforcing the hold on the metal if Dawn ran out of energy. She shot me a look of thanks, but stared down at the water. I knew what was on her mind.
"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked. She looked up, perhaps the least bit surprised.
"You want to talk about... feelings?" she asked, raising an eyebrow skeptically. I shrugged.
"My own mother and father passed on. But they didn't come back as a demon." I said nonchalantly. I glanced at her through my bangs. "How did she pass on? Originally, I mean."
"She got an unidentified sickness. No one knows what it was, and we had doctors from around the world come to cure her, but they couldn't even identify what she caught. My Father practically gave up when she was put in the hospital. She basically began to wither away... and he couldn't stand to see her like that. He didn't even come when she was dying. Only me." she paused, and swallowed. "I held her hand, and she looked at me, and smiled. She was the only one who supported the idea that I wanted to be a ranger."
"No one in that huge staff of yours supported anything?"
"I think Edward did." she paused. "You remember Edward, right?"
"He was the guy with your dad at graduation, right?"
"That was him." she smiled. "He was always like a grandfather to me." she looked at the water at the bottom of the boat. "I watched her die. She said nothing, she was mute from the sickness, but I read her thoughts."
"What did she say? Or, think, I guess?"
"Don't listen to your father," Dawn smiled at that. "And follow your dreams." she sighed. "Then, the heart monitor stopped, and a long beep rang out. I remember hearing just that for a full thirty seconds, and then I screamed. 'Where are the doctors?' I screamed. 'Why isn't anyone doing anything?' Finally, someone did come, followed by a horde of doctors. They tried, they really, really did, but they couldn't do a thing. She was gone. Then we had the funeral, and after that, my dad just gave up. I guess it was then that Edward took full custody of me, and became my 'guardian' in a way. He certainly cared more than Father did." she stopped, and looked up at me. "What about you?"
"What about me?"
"How come you know so much more about the Angel Gene?"
"I got the gene from my dads side. Strangely, it was known throughout the entire family, all written in a book. My dad told us that Clara was meant to be the Shadow Angel of this generation."
"Clara? The girl that has custody over you and Rose?"
"Yep. My older sister." Dusk shook his head. "My parents were shot when my sister was about sixteen. Everyone said it was because they were mugged, but I think it was because we escaped alive. They tracked me, and killed them when they refused." I shook my head. "Not soon after that, Clara had a dream from Arceus, and he said that, in exchange for seeing and sensing auras and emotions, she had to give the title and powers of the Angel of Shadows over to me. I guess she figured it fit, since I had wings and all, and she accepted. Then she trained me a bit before I went to ranger school." Neither one of us said anything, just focusing on holding the boat together.
"Attention all passengers, this is Captain Surge and Navigator Wynter speaking. In approximately two minutes and fifty-four, no, fifty-three, fifty-two, fifty-one..."
"They get the point, Surge."
"Yeah, well, like my navigator said, you get it. Basically, we'll be running the ship aground soon on a very large sandbar that First Mate Dash managed to locate. So buckle your seat belts, this ride'll get a little bumpy!" As Surge began to count down the seconds, we sat there, taking in this information, we looked at each other, contemplating how long we had until we could let go of our control.
"And three... two... one..." I braced my self for impact, but nothing happened. A minute passed.
"What the hell, Dash?" Surge asked, obviously surprised.
"Surge, there's children on the boat." Wynter whispered.
"You said there'd be a sandbar!"
"There was one, I swear! I huge one at that!"
"Well, where is it? 'Cause as far as I can see, there's no sand-" The boat suddenly jerked with a loud, causing exclamations of shock from Surge, Wynter, and Dash. As the boat flew forward, I collided into Dawn, and our lips connected. We stayed like that for a moment, her underneath me, eyes wide. Dawn was blushing, and I was trying to desperately hide mine. I don't think either one of us was aware of the fact that the boat was still moving, rumbling noises echoing across the entire ship. We broke apart, and I scrambled off of her, trying to think of a thousand reasons to excuse what happened.
"Dawn, I, um..."Arceus, I sounded flustered. I, Dusk Andrews, sounded flustered. "I'm-" Dawn didn't let me finish, she grabbed the front of my shirt, pulled me forward, and, with her eyes closed, kissed me again. I sat there for a moment, staring like an idiot, before I closed my own eyes, and just went with it, returning her actions. We broke apart, and she laid her head on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, resting my chin onto her head.
"Hello passengers! We have crashed into the sandbar, and are currently awaiting backup from the Ranger Union!" Surge cried over the loudspeaker. "And no one interrupt Dawn and Dusk, they're having a moment."
My eyes snapped open.
"Oh, and Dusk? You better not threaten me. That's right, I got the whole thing on video!"
I let out a low sigh, and closed my eyes again. Leave it to one of those morons to ruin this.
"I'm so going to kill him." I mumbled. Dawn pulled back, her eyes twinkling with amusement, and laughed.
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Eleanor P.O.V
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After we ran the ship aground, the turn of events was interesting after that. The kids ran up the deck, crying tears of joy to be free. As Dawn and I returned back to our ranger uniforms, Dash did a recon, and told us the nearest land source was Renbow Island. I guess it was ironic in it's own way, since I had flown so far to get to ship, only to get back to where I started. I sent the kids off on the bird type pokémon, so they were safe. Henry refused to leave my side, and was clinging to me like he would go missing again. Not that I blamed him.
We all found out that Dawn had also earned her Warrior Powers, and had transformed. Likewise, everyone was reunited with their Eevee partners, and had accepted the responsibility. It would be interesting to see what they looked like in human form, and would be twice as interesting to explain the marks on our foreheads. Yeah, they don't disappear after we obtained the ability transform.
When confronted with the 'moment' Dawn and Dusk had, both blushed, and said nothing. Aqua swore she's get the info on what happened from Dawn. A rememberable part was when Surge snuck up behind Dusk, and said in a sing-song voice "Blackmail~!" While waving a DVD in a CD case around. Dusk responded by abruptly jutting his elbow into the boys stomach, and while Surge had keeled over, Dusk brought his fist back and punched him in the face, causing Surge to fall. The DVD hovered in the air for a moment, before Dusk snatched it, and pocketed the item. He did this all with his eyes closed and his back to Surge, successfully giving the Electric Angel a black eye, and I'm guessing a nasty bruise on his stomach.
Sven and Wendy had managed to get most of the pokémon back to land, and sent a progress report about our success. True to their word, they said nothing of the Angel-Demon experiment. We merely got 'caught up and saw more than we should' and, therefor, had to be 'taken care of'. They made stories for all of us, also, which we are all grateful for. Now, they are taking care of the press. The last thing I need are some rude reporters shoving microphones in my face and asking me annoying questions.
The boat is practically vacant, only with the ten of us searching the boat to make sure that no one else was on board.
"I'm searching the top deck." I said into my styler, answering Carters question. "I'm pretty sure no one is up here..." I looked up, and atop the roof of the control booth sat someone. I already knew that all my friends were searching other areas, so who could it be? Looking back and forth, checking to make sure no reporter decided to be sneaky and climbed onto the scene, I removed my jacket and unfolded my wings. I flew up onto roof, and looked at the figure sitting on the edge, legs dangling over, watching the sun rise above the horizon.
"The sunrises here were always beautiful." I said as I sat next to the girl. Tori looked at me, startled. I pulled my jacket back on, hiding my wings, and looked out at the horizon. "Am I right?"
"Yeah," she mumbled. "I guess." She was wearing an outfit I lent to her, skinny jeans, a pair of black converse, and a white T-shirt that went off her right shoulder. I had cut some slits into the back of the shirt, large enough for her wings to fit through until she can fold them properly. It was surprising to both me and her that we were practically the same size. Some of her red bangs hung haphazardly, covering the left side of her face. She pushed her hair back behind her ear. "I'm lucky to be alive, you know."
"Aren't all of us genetically modified mutants?" I asked jokingly.
"I was dead." she mumbled. I said nothing, my carefree joking gone. "I was alive for a while, but I guess I couldn't take any more, and I was floating above my body. I saw my body. I kinda just lingered for a moment, before this guy with a ponytail walked in. He had wings too..." she swallowed. "He took my hands, and held them. Next thing I knew, I was staring up at his face." she smiled as tears dripped down her face. "It was the most beautiful thing, the relief on his face. He smiled at me, and he asked if I was okay. I didn't say anything, I guess you could say I was starstruck. He shook his head, and grasped my hands tighter. He said "I'm sorry they did this to you, Victoria"." she stared up at the horizon again. "I never liked my name, I was fine with Tori. But it sounded so amazing, coming from him."
"Did he introduce himself?" I asked. "What did he look like?"
"He was tall, and had dark green hair, tied into a ponytail, like I said. Hair was parted down the middle, framing his face, and his eyes were the lightest gray I've ever seen. They were borderline white." The gears in my head were turning. Was it possible...?
"Was his name Devlin?" I asked. She looked at me, confusion etched onto her face.
"Devlin...? Where'd you get that? He said his name was Gabriel."
"What else?"
"His wings... they were like yours, only deep, deep black. And he said something like 'I'm the Angel of Death' or something. Is that any help?"
"Maybe."I said. Could it be possible that Gabriel and Devlin are the same person? Tori got up, and backed up a little bit. "What are you doing?"
"I think I need some time to myself, to sort out what's going on." Tori said. "I'm not ready to return to society yet." With a running jump, she lifted into the air, her wings keeping her aloft.
"You know what, Tori?" I asked as I got up. "You're not all bad." Tori paused, and looked over her shoulder, a sly smirk on her face.
"Well, you know what they say. Maybe I'm just drawn that way."
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Amy: Done! Pack it up, peoples, I'm going to dream world!
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