Open your Wings

Chapter 19

Facing my rival...
19 days left, 2:36 P.M. Pentonville Prison
Perfect timing... I thought. He looked back at me, a quickening bruise formed on his cheek.

"There she is, my real daughter." I was taken back. Real... daughter?

"What the hell are you talking about?!" I yelled, my voice was deep, and demonic.

"You know how Abbey died?" He asked, a deep growl arose from my throat.

"Yes, I do, she tripped and fell down the stairs." I said angrily, he stuck up his finger and waved it back and forth, as if I did something wrong.

"Yes, she fell down the steps, by she didn't trip. Have you ever seen the footage?" I shook my head, clenching my teeth in anger.

"What did you do to her!? What did you do to Abigail!" I screamed, using her full name. He put his hands together and then spread them apart, showing a screen, one of his famous tricks. I watched the screen, and there was Abbey, walking down the stairs of the birdcage, which was like a giant glass cage that held the stairs.

She was all alone, there was no one in the halls, no one at all. As she started to walk onto the platform which lead down to the other set of stairs, when a figure appeared behind her. She turned around, wide eyed, then fell back, tumbling down the stairs. I covered my mouth with my hands, bloody tears steadily fell down my face. Then I saw who the figure was... my father...
I looked up from the screen and pushed him against the wall, holding him up by his collar.

"Why did you kill her!?" I screamed, he had an evil smirk dancing upon his lips.

"To get her out of the way..." He said, his voice extremely deep and demonic, he showed his toothy grin, with fangs and small serrated teeth. His back arched, and giant black feathery wings had appeared, then two horns had sprouted and spiraled. His nails were like knives, and his eyes were a pure dark crimson; they had slits for pupils, like a cat.
On his palms, pentagrams burned into his hands. Then, when he looked at me, time seemed to stop as his eyes glowed. My head had burned, feeling as if it was going to split.
"You are mine now!" His hands went around my neck, making it impossible to breathe.
"N-n-o... I-..." I choked, my eye sight was becoming dark and blurry. His hands burned, I clawed at them, trying to open my windpipe to breathe once again. Until he spoke.
"You, are the spawn of Satan, and of Virgin Mary. With your powers, if be able to do so much more... much more than I can..." I was crying now, things had started to make sense, but, now I didn't want to live any more either. Clayton... I'm so sorry...

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I'm lost, I don't know my name, I don't remember anything. Except for someone named Clayton James...

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Hi GUYS! That is the end of Open your Wings! I know you guys want a sequel, and I'm already on it! The sequel to this is called 'A Time Forgotten' I hope you like it, bye!