Five Nights In Wonderland

FNIW Chapter 3 Part 4 - We're not

The fallen angel had never imagine how hard it would be to fly now. His back was still bleeding, colored his white cloth crimson and the wound was sending big shocks of pain through his body. The right side of his waist was all purple, blue and red and blood was coloring his waist. His body was still fighting to get the poison out. He kept losing concentration, so he was flying up and down. He almost didn't even had strength to flap his wings.

Rethea roared quietly to the fallen angel, kept nibbled him so he didn't suddenly close his wings in and nosedived down into the ground.

Nitram could finally see their house. It was just in time. His wings gave up on holding him up in the air, and he fell.

Rethea roared loudly, digged his claws into Nitram's skin so he didn't fall off.

The fallen angel hitted their cherry tree, the branches slapped him in the face and body, as he continued down to the ground. He letted out a shocked yelp, when he hitted the ground, landed on a root from the tree. He groaned, rolled off the root and just lay there on the grass.

Rethea was still in the tree, jumping from branch to branch and landed safely on the ground. He looked shocked and worried at the fallen angel, ran over to the front door. He scratched on the door, roared at the same time.

It finally was opened by Petrov, how looked shocked at the little dragon. "Where's Nitram?!" he asked.

Rethea turned around and ran back to the fallen angel, who was fighting to stay awake. But it would be a fight, he soon will lose.

Petrov slightly gasped, ran over to the fallen angel. He didn't have to ask what happened, he knew it immediately when he saw the wound on Nitram's back.

The fallen angel had already giving up. His body was tired and exhausted the only part of his body he could move was his wings. A new wave of pain ran through his body, caused the fallen angel to bared his teeth and whine. Then, finally, the pain knocked him out, letted the fallen angel fall into the darkness, where pain didn't exist.

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"Nitram?" a voice asked, the voice sounded far away. "Nitram? Are you awake?".

The fallen angel twisted his wings, notiched to his horror, that he couldn't fold them out. He couldn't get up either, his body was still tired. He turned his head to the right, glanced at the Bulgarian.

"What... happened?" the fallen angel asked Bodil. "Where am I?".

"At the hospital, again," the Bulgarian answered. "That animatronic did a good number on you with that wound,".

"Why can't I fold out my wings?".

"It's the wound. The doctors had to tight your wings up, becaues you kept slapping them in the face, when they touched them,".

Nitram giggled softly. "Can you un-tight them? It's starting to hurt,".

"I can try,".

Nitram sat up on the bed, the Bulgarian reached behind him to the wings. The feeling of fingers touching his wings sent chills through his body. It reminded him of the unnamed animatronic, when she ran after him on the first night. He could still remember the feeling of her hands on his wings...

An irritated sigh brought the fallen angel back, turned his head towards the Bulgarian.

"It's tight," Bodil said, was still fighting against the bandage. "I'm not sure if I can get it off without yanking a few feathers out,".

"It's better to lose a few feathers then not been able to fly," Nitram said silently, tried folding his wings out without success.

The fallen angel bared his teeth, when the Bulgarian once again tried to un-tight his wings. He could finally fold his left wing out, took a glance at it, while Bodil started fighting against his right wing.