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The sound of ringing screamed in Theseus's ears. There was no light or clear sound. Just the muffled noises and distorted ringing. Theseus slowly opened his eyes to a golden setting sun and orange sky.

What's going on?

He sat up taking in his surroundings more deeply. He was in a clearing. The grass and destroyed wood around him was either burnt or still smoking. It seemed there was an explosion of some sort. Theseus tried standing before he fell back onto his knees. Why was his back heavy? The boy looked at his side to see two gold wings covered in dirt and blood drooping at his sides. He was some kind of bird.

As Theseus looked around again, preparing to cry for help he noticed the body that lied peacefully near a burnt stack of wood. The body was taller than him but only seemingly by five or more feet. He was connected to this boy, however. They clearly were in the same freak explosion.

Theseus crawled to the boy before shaking him forcefully. 

"H-Hey! Wake up! Wake up!" Theseus croaked. It hurt to speak. It hurt to move. It hurt to breathe.

The brunette stirred and groaned before facing Theseus and opened his eyes with terror and confusion.

"I-Huh?! Do I know you?" The boy panicked looking around frantically. "W-Where are we?!?" A gust of wind raced past the two boys caused Theseus to hug his arms. He searched the floor for some cover silently cheering when he found a thick trench coat. 

The boy tried flinging it over himself to gain warmth but found it very difficult to put on. "Uh you can't put that on. Y-Your wings are in the way." The boy in front of Theseus explained. "Let me.......oh! Here. Let me help." Theseus tensed up a bit as the boy crawled behind Theseus.

Theseus flinched as the boy dusted off the wings gently. The hidden gold wings had small cuts and bruises on them. Nothing life threatening, just painful looking.

"I just wanna make sure your wings are okay before I cover them, alright mate? They're bleeding a lot!" 

Theseus shook his head shyly.

The boy hummed a strange tune as he flexed the wings open and close in a pattern. Each flex would make Theseus feel then times better. He then ripped his shirt to cover the wounds that caused the bleeding.

Finally the boy closed the wings and placed them around Theseus's shoulders gently. He then took the trench coat and placed it over Theseus with ease.

"There." The boy sighed. "All nice and warm, yeah?"

Theseus nodded.

"Thank you." he whispered.

A silence fell upon the two as they took in their situation. They didn't know who each other were, they only knew they were connected.

"So what now?" The boy asked.

"I don't know but I don't wanna stay here. It's terrifying." Theseus replied. 
He felt tears well up in his eyes. He was scared. He was in the center of a wrecked home with only a mysterious boy at his side. He was all Theseus had. To cling on.