The Vampire's seal lll : Love over immortality

Missing piece

I stood there uncomfortably with eyes piercing my back. The chalk was shaking in my right hand, and I could hear the nervous rattle of Vale's pen as she resisted the urge to assist me. Everyone was waiting for me. But the chalk remained in my right hand, refusing to write on the board.

"Michael?" Miss Secaw asked worriedly. I turned around and flashed her a hopeless smile, hoping to cover my concerns with a light hearted attitude.

"This might be harder than I thought." I admitted. "Would anyone care to help me out?" In an instant, girls appeared all around me, trying to flirtatiously instruct me how to write better with my right hand.

"Everyones's a righty here. Being a lefty must have been awesome huh?" A girl with yellow hair and yellow eyes asked me. She was shoved away by a redhead with brown eyes who looked at me and began blushing.

"Have you always been so tall? You have be taller than Vale..."

"I am." I answered amused. "So I'm guessing that makes me... What, cool I guess?"

The sentence didn't make sense, but the girls 'awwed' and began to fawn over my cuteness.

"Mike." Vale growled. I looked behind me and laughed as I saw Vale scratching the desk as she ran her nails along the surface. I put my hands up and chuckled.

"Right." I turned around and faced the board again and felt my left arm beginning to rise before I remembered that my hand wasn't there anymore.

It was gone. Lizbeth had taken it from me. My left forearm was gone all the way to my elbow, and as long as Marceline refused to help me, I was stuck waiting for Anastasia to return. And I knew deep down in my heart that she wasn't coming back any time soon.

I grabbed the remainder of my left arm that was covered by my blue sweater and began to violently shake. "I'm... I'm sorry." I stuttered as I rushed out of the classroom. "I can't!"

I just couldn't write with my right hand. I was a lefty.

I heard people call my name out and begin to chase after me, but Vale just spoke to me in my mind.

"You okay?"

I swallowed as I looked around, and began panting as I tried to remember my way out of the building."I just need to be alone, I-I can't..."

There was silence in my mind as I ran, but I heard a whisper creep up from the back of my mind. "Come back to me soon... and safe..."

I gulped as I ran and closed my eyes as I took a turn. "I will."

I rushed out of the front of the building breathing heavily. People were chasing me. My name was being called as if it was a dialect. But I just needed to be alone. I grabbed my chest with my right hand and groaned. Where could I possibly be alone?

The sky.

The idea came to me as if it had been there all along. It had been peaceful and quiet up there when I jumped before. Maybe if I was to jump with more force, I'd get to be alone for a bit longer. Be at peace for a bit longer.

Get to mourn my missing left arm a little longer.

The kids from my class bursted through the front door of the school building hollering my name. I hoped that as I jumped with all I had, that they wouldn't notice my tears.

As I shot up into the sky, I felt rubble crumble underneath my feet as I took off. My shoes seemed unable to handle the pressure, and tore apart the moment I launched myself into the air. The shoes easily slipped off my feet as I flew into the air above me.

As I rose above the school, then the trees, I noticed something. The atmosphere was very different from the last time I had visited. The clouds were dark despite being clear the day before. The air felt thin, and pierced my skin as I continued to go upwards. It wasn't the same feeling from the peaceful sensation from before; and I began to fear that despite heading to the same destination, I was about to encounter a very different scenery from before.

Then there were the clouds. Dark grey and angry looking. The moment I entered them I felt as if I had just finished entering a labyrinth. Static from my own clothes shocked me, and I winced when I felt something sting me on my forehead. Blood soaked my right eyebrow as a result.

Did I just get struck by lightning?

Things were becoming dangerous all too fast. At this rate, I was going to loose another limb if I didn't do something. Looking around in a panic, I noticed something that had previously had not been in the clouds moments before.

Dark figures danced in the grey clouds. Everytime they clashed, thunder was heard and somewhere a lightning bolt could be seen.

Were they the cause of the sudden sparks?

Although I was now afraid of the environment, I was still being shot up into the air. Despite the fact that I would have been out of the foggy cold mess in seconds under usual circumstances, I was still among the clouds; in the middle of what seemed to be a thunderstorm.

The figures clashed once more, and a sudden lightning bolt appeared out of nowhere and snaked it's way to my chest. I tried to dodge it as best as I could, but I wasn't fast enough, and I felt a tearing sensation from where it striked me. Right in my still tender heart wound that I had recieved from Freya and Marceline.

I gripped my chest and bit back a groan as I stopped being thrust into the air. Now, I was suspended in it. Floating among violent grey clouds that continued to send sparks of lightning in my direction, I experienced excruciating pain kw that my heart had been striked. And every time one hit me, I was just that much further away from consciousness.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, I began to fall back from Earth. In that instant, the figures stopped fighting and one seemed to have flown off in a hurry. My vision darkened as my stomach began to churn. I was falling, and I had a feeling I wouldn'tbe able to walk away from this fall so easily.

Damn, I thought to myself before I lost consciousness. What did... what did I just do?

Someone grabbed my limp body in mid air, powerful wings flapping to keep us both from plumbing to our deaths. She hugged me from behind and I felt my slowing heart jump inside my chest. "Gotcha kiddo."