Suffering for Peace

A new voice

Footsteps approached the cage and the sound of metal hitting the floor caught my ear. The footsteps didn't go away after, that is not usual. I made a little space between my wings to see who it was, it was someone I have never seen before.

Man: I won't hurt you, I promise.

Acacia: They all say that.

I closed my wings again. He didn't go away.

Man: Acacia Bobusic? Is that your name?

Acacia: Like every one of us has that name. Of course, it is mine. I told that stupid man and those teenagers that some hours ago.

Man: I am only new here, teacher magical creatures Newt Scamander.

Acacia: You replace that man?

Newt: Sadly not, he is from Defence Against the Dark Arts.

Acacia: What has that to do with me?

Newt: The battle maybe?

Acacia: That is why he always tells the story wrong.

Newt: Then tell me your part of it.

I heard him sit down and I unfolded my wings to see him better. He had brown curly hair and a blue and yellow outfit. I saw a special stick in a little pock of him, one like the man attacked me with, still don't know how he did that.

Acacia: Not if you have that stick in your clothes.

He grabbed the stick out of it and threw it a bit farther to the right of him where I still could see it.

Acacia: It all began when one of you killed one of the corporals of Meodor, he was the one that bonded us after all. We had promised to revenge his death and let your kingdom suffer. The battle started and the people of both of our kingdoms got killed or burned to death. I was born 2 years after the battle started so nearly knew about it. My half-mother, I call her that, care for me for 22 years. A trainer learned me how to hold a sword and other people to do other things. I got told about the situation on my 22nd birthday as both of my parents weren't there. I immediately went to look for them, secured with a sword of course. The day I found them again, 2 minutes after, they were dead. The man got me in his eyesight and shot me out of the air with a light, I fell right onto the ground. And now, 5 years later, here I am, locked up from my kingdom, desperate to have their princess back.

Newt: But then why don't you go back.

Acacia: I never had the chance to get out of this thing. Every time I would try, I get electrocuted and the steel is too strong for me to break, nor with the electricity I absorb. I am one of the less dangerous ornis but no one believes me, absolutely not that man.

Newt: I understand that.

Acacia: Why do you want to know all that?

Newt: I wanted to know the real story, not the one wizards tell but from someone from the other side too. But Snape shot you down.

Acacia: I remember that clearly, he is the one who killed my mother too. My father was burned by someone else, a woman with a large black hat I think, grey hair.

Newt: That is McGonigall, teacher Transfiguration.

Acacia: Is this a school? I never knew that.

Newt: You didn't?

Acacia: No, I have never been farther than this point.

Newt: If someone of us would let you out but you can't fly away, what would you do?

Acacia: Well I would explore it around here a bit more and sit on the roof to look at the sky. But if I can fly away, I would, back to my kingdom.

Newt: What if we work on trying to let everyone believe that we can let you out for once, you haven't flown in 5 years, I think.

Acacia: You would help me?

Newt: A kingdom needs to be ruled.

Acacia: I am now happy you are new here, would you come to me as often as you can? I never had talked this propper to someone in these 5 years.

Newt: I will try. But I need to go now, they will be asked where I am.

Acacia: See you next time then.

He stood back up, picked the stick from the ground, and went back to that castle. I liked that new guy, he is nice to me.

There must be something special with those sticks, else there can't come light out of it. Every person around here has one, even the younger ones. I must find out what they are.