Three: Dark Fate
Icarus got me out of there before I saw what happened to Michael.
I couldn't explain the sensation I felt.
Something felt wrong.
"Sunny?"
My gaze went to Icarus.
He stood in front of me with a frown on his face.
The wings on his back were gone.
Did I imagine them?
"Show me what happened."
He moved me closer to the desk, so I could lean against it.
He opened up a panel at my back to get the proper cable.
I watched as he plugged it into the monitor.
I sat there as he went through weeks' worth of footage.
A lot of it was skipped because it had nothing to do with Michael.
"The woman," Icarus said, "Who is she?"
"May," I said, "A Werewolf."
His gaze went to me.
"You spent a lot of time with her," he said, "Was she the one in Michael's arms?"
I nodded.
His attention went back to the monitor.
He watched all of it.
Every agonizing second of the day I just had.
I had to watch it again as if I wasn't just there.
"The Beta," Icarus said, "He wanted you."
That's the first thing he says after watching all of it?
"Did he?" I asked.
I wasn't sure why I bothered to feign ignorance.
I saw it in Cain's eyes, and I felt it in his gesture.
"The stuff Michael said," Icarus said, "That is not what you are here for."
"I know."
There was no doubt in my mind about that.
I expected him to ask me more questions.
He didn't speak, and neither did I.
My gaze went to Icarus because he had been quiet for too long.
His eyes were blank.
His pupils were gone.
He was talking to the council.
They pulled him away like this sometimes.
I've seen it a couple of times already.
He usually has more of a heads up on a meeting, though.
I watched him for a while.
He was under for a long time.
I disconnected myself from the monitor and made my way to the kitchen.
When he came out of it, he would be famished.
It took a lot out of him, being ripped from his own body to meet in another place.
He once told me it was like his soul was forced from his body so that he could journey to the place the council dwells.
What kind of place wouldn't allow your body to visit?
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Wings of Wax
FantasyI'm sure you've heard the stories. Of Icarus and his desire to reach the sun. Carving wings out of wax only to have them melt from the intense heat. He never reached the sun. They say he fell to his death. Though, not all the stories are true. But s...
