The Songbird and the Prince of the Aether (Team Crafted Fanfiction)

by chaoscontrolstheworld

Once there was an angel. The angel's name was Songbird, and once he protected the prince of the Aether. And once the prince wanted to go to a planet called Terra. So The two made a deal, a deal of life and death. If the prince was to return home he would have to come close to dying or die. And once that prince's name was Ty.

18. Chapter 17

Songbird woke up and looked around. He was on the kitchen bench. He looked out of the window and walked over to the sill. He gazed up at the starry night sky and felt his heart longing to fly up into the heavens. He lay his head on the sill and watched the shooting stars fly by.

"Please don't leave me here. I can't watch you die on that planet."

"I'll be fine Songbird. Remember that pact we made."

"I know my prince. It's just, I'm supposed to protect you. I'm your guardian."

"Hey, it'll be fine. I'm strong and I know you'll protect me from up here."

"Please, please, don't go. I'll do anything. Just please don't go."

"Sorry Songbird, but I must. Goodbye."

"No. No!"

"I'm sorry Songbird."

The figure watched the sleeping form through the window. It smiled widely as it dropped to the ground. It whistled as it walked through the tulips and other flowers the team had planted. Bending down to take a bright yellow flower, still blooming even at night. The figure knew the flower to be an evening primrose. Its smile lessened as it recalled the meaning of the flower. It sneered as it curled its fist, crushing the flower. Looking around at the surrounding flowers an idea popped into its head. Walking swiftly over to a patch of chrysanthemums, it collected a couple. Dancing around the garden, gathering flowers in the morning sun, humming as it went. Now a small bouquet had formed. It held white chrysanthemums, white stargazer lilies, white roses and to finish it off a single dark, crimson rose in the middle.

Ty opened his eyes and quickly looked to the window. He stared at it for a while, but slightly open and scratched as it was he was relieved to see that the figure was no there, peeking in with the morning sunlight. He got up slowly and walked to his window to close it, but stopped halfway as he noticed a small bouquet of white flowers sitting on his desk. Cautiously he changed his path and walked over to his desk. He picked up the flowers and saw that all were white but one. A single deep, crimson rose was in the very middle, casting a red glow over the flowers behind it as he held the bouquet up to the light. He walked downstairs to ask his friends who had given it to him. Finding that none of his friends were awake yet, he shrugged and filled a vase with water. He put the vase on the table and began to make himself some breakfast.

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I'm sorry I didn't update last night, I had a really rough day yesterday. But here's your new chapter and you'll get another one tonight if I can manage to do it in time. Have a good morning, afternoon, evening or other.

Chaos xoxo