Fire can burn though wings

Chapter 1

third person pov

*Flashback*

"Leave us alone" Haru's mom screeched waking Haru from her sleep. "Mommy, mommy where are you" 10 year old Haru called tiered and confused "Haru go back to sle-" Haru's mom called from down stairs before she was suddenly cut off by a voice the little girl had never heard before "little girl your mommy down here" a man called. Muffled cries from her mother went unnoticed as the little girl walked down stairs. As she finally made her way down stairs she saw a man holding something to her mothers neck "come here" the man called Haru obeyed willingly not knowing any better. "Here take this." the man held out a shining object to the young girl. Haru took the shining object with great curiosity. More muffled cries spilt out from Haru's mother throat. Haru looked closely at her mother for the first time since she woke up. Bound in rope and a cloth covering her mouth Haru wondered what her mom was doing in all of that stuff. The man called to her again "come her sweetie" moving away from her mother he came closer to her. Moving the shiny object in her hands till it was pointed to her mom and with a loud bang her mom drop to the floor.

*end of flashback*

Haru woke up in a cold sweat as Aelita walk though her bedroom door. "Wake up Haru." Aelita shouted as she tore Haru's covers away. "Go away pinky." Haru mumbled sweeping her black hair away from her eyes. Haru knew good and well Aelita hated her pink hair more then anything. "YOU WILL DIE " Aelita screamed before lunging at Haru. "Aelita" a lite and happy voice sang. Aelita jumped up dusted her black gothic princess dress and then ran to the door but before leaving she hissed, "The queen needs your help with the gala." Before scurrying out. Why does the gala have to happen just when she needed some sleep. Finally getting up from her bed she slowly walked towards her mirror grabbing her clothes. As she looked in the mirror she almost hated to see herself after a nightmare. Her black hair plaster to her face, blood shot eyes, and the way she couldn't lay down her wing. Oh did I mention Haru is a hybrid. She refuses to hover with her wings she wasn't weak so she didn't need to or at least that what she told herself. Haru's wing never worked right they always were hidden never used it made them weak. Though her blood red butterfly like wings hurt when she hovered she still could. Trying to smooth them out takes forever but eventually she smoothed them down. She put on her red blouse slit for her wings in it and black jeans on finally she slips on her leather jacket. Slowly walking out of her room she make her way down the hall. As she approached the ball room "you can do this is nothing you've been through worst" Haru thought over and over after one more deep breath she pushed the doors open " Its time to put on a show"