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Chapter 3: It begins
Chroma was flying faster than she had ever before, taking her turmoil of emotion out on the wind. Her Ma, Da, even her little egg of a brother or sister, had gone, gone forever never to come back. It was a long flight to the River of Hoole but her body was powered by rage, an untameable hungry beast that was stronger than almost anything. Many great owls had accomplished things in the state of rage, and Chroma was pulling of a bit of a miracle herself, flying as fast as the winds in a tornado she sped past hollow of several different types of owls, whipping past families of squirrels and raccoons. She didn't stop, not out of anger that she might not get where she wanted to go but out of fear, fear that Gurd would come back, that if she didn't fly fast she'd take her time to see things, and some of those maybe something she didn't want to see.
She remembered how her mother would tell her stories, stories of the guardians, her father would say they were myths, but he was always that way, not very open minded, Chroma only hoped mother was right, or she had nowhere else to go. Her brain and body were acting out of pure instinct, she was flying fast but she didn't feel the adrenaline, the rush, the love of the speed and wind, all she felt was a hollow despair in the place where her heart should be, she was scared that she would never make it, paranoia and terror ruled over her, keeping her head was not an option anymore, she was about to snap, go yeep and fall without a feeling, just fall and fall and fall until that precious moment when she hit the ground and it all went black, maybe then she'd see her parents, maybe her little egg of a sister or brother.
She thought why allowing herself to fall would be a bad thing, why not just end it, there is no point in prolonging the suffering, and the answer is; have hope, hope that they are alive, hope you'll see them again, and if they aren't then avenge them to your last breath. Determination sparked in her eyes, the feeling returned and she pulled herself out of the depths of depression and into the heights of hope, into the will to do anything and everything. She did not care for anything else but flying to the island shrouded in mist that was the home to the guardians, the people that would help her, shelter her, and do anything to fix her wrongs, she hoped. The sun was coming up and she was tired, she found an abandoned hollow and sat in it, putting her head under her wing she slept.
"Chroma? Chroma? Where are you?" a sweet voice said "Ma is that you?" she said hopefully, a owlish shape could be seen flying toward her, "MA!" she crooned but the shape landed "Ma what's wrong? Ma?" The shape turned around, "I'm not your Mum!" it was Gurd, "You need to be taught a lesson running away like that, tsk tsk tsk, I expected better from the great Chroma! Or should I say 1-1, HAHAHAHAH!"
Chroma woke up screaming, "It was just a dream, just a dream, a dream." she whimpered to herself. Her journey to Ga'Hoole had began with ahorrible start.
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