Wings

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by LarrithBluee

by LarrithBluee

TW: blood

i wrote this very late at night so it might sound weird. but anyways enjoy!

Phil always felt different from the rest of his friends because he was a bird hybrid. No one else had wings except for him. Also, they got in the way a lot knocking over things and taking up room when spread out, Phil had been wondering if he should get rid of them.

He had made his decision.

Phil went through his chests to find the sharpest sword possible. He pulled it out holding the sword above his right wing, his hands shaking. Phil took a deep breath and swiftly cut through the wing, detaching it from his back. He cold feel nothing but pain where the wing used to be. Phil tried muffling his scream trying not to raise concern, but he failed.

Techno was right outside his door on the front porch when he had heard a silent scream of pain. techno hurried inside wondering what had happen. Walking through the doorway, he saw Phil crouched on the floor blood flowing from where his wing used to be. Their was a sword in behind him tinted with red while Phil's wing sat on the floor not attached to the bird hybrid.

"PHIL!?" techno said worry filling his voice," WHAT- WHAT ARE YOU DOING."

Phil turned around feeling light headed because of the loss of blood. Phil tried to respond but passed out in the middle of the sentence, "techn-" Phil fell to the floor unconscious.

Sorry this chapter was short. Please tell me if you want a part two. Also, I will try to update every weekend if I can.