Dark Reunion

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A/N: why hello again my fellow children, it is I, Jesus. Lmao jk jk, before y'all come at me with the 'so many people use that titleee' 'it's so overusedddd' 'whyd u use it' SHUSH y'all will understand once y'all start reading this alright. Alright! Anyways...... let's begin this journey of ✨sadness✨, ✨angst✨, ✨love✨, andddddddd ✨unicorns✨




"The plans are close to being done."

"Good. Soon we will be able to convince our best to kill humanity and take over this world."

"Do you think this will go accordingly?"

"Of course it will. Jet Black Wings has never failed us, nor has he ever wanted to turn on us."

        Or so they though. Jet Black Wings stood outside the door covering his mouth. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. The group he had been apart of for years, originally helping people, is now wanting to turn on them and kill humanity. He couldn't let that happen. He started to slowly walk away holding in his breath not wanting to get caught. Once he made it around the corner he ran to his room and fell to the floor.

"Shit this can't be true. We're supposed to help humanity and kill the evil, not the opposite." He stood up and sat down at his desk filled with papers "I have to get more information though. I can't just act on hearing that. Hell I should document all this."

        He shuffled around his desk trying to find an empty book and groaned slamming the table when he couldn't find one. He took a deep breath in and grabbed his coat throwing the hood over his head and grabbing his coins. He needed something that could be easily hidden as well as something he could have on him all the time.

        He loomed through the dark halls of the fortress saluting the soilders he passed.

'How many of you already know this? Do you all even know what they are planning?'

        He walked towards the large doors and looked at the guards standing infront.

"And where are you going today sir?"

"Ran out of paper, and the type I want is in the village."

"While you're out can you get some food?"

"I'm not your hunter nor your cook. How many times to we have to go over this?"

        The soldier held his tongue and the two opened the door. Jet Black Wings walked out of the doors and looked down the snowy mountain. He turned around looking at the large doors behind him as they closed and gripped onto his pouch. It was windy that day making it even colder, but that wasn't going to stop him. He started to walk along the path that lead down the mountain to the village.

        The trip took a bit long considering how windy it was but after an hour he finally made it down. The village was a happy village no matter the weather though, kids always running around playing with each other, people always happily doing jobs and many other things.

"Jet Black Wings!" He turned around to see and little girl running to him.

"Hello kid." He bent down and rubbed her head.

She giggled holding something behind her back "I made something for you!" She pulled out a drawing of him she drew.

        He grabbed it and looked at it. It was him holding a bunch of kids saving them from the enemies. She frowned a bit, he didn't know if he was the enemy or not anymore.

"What's wrong do you not like it?"

"Oh no of course I love it! It's just I could never draw just as good as you."

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