Wings, Part 1, Chapter 1

Chapter 7, Truth.

Recap: "Wi-wigs?" Crud.

I landed, Chris was wide eyed, mouth open and staring at me like i had two heads, well....I had wings to take its place.

I put my hands up. "I can explain-" He shook is head, "Why didn't you tell me? What are you?" He took a step back. What did I do? I sighed.

"I'm sorry." He looked at me, his eyes had hurt in them. "I'll tell you, just don't tell any one else." I sat down on a rock. Then I started to the him my...story and where I came from. When I was done he just was looking at nothing, probably taking it all in.

"So, it's all true? There are other planets, aliens?" He asked quietly. I nodded. His eyes still unfocused. He sighed and turned his back to me.

"My Dad use to tell me stories about far away places. He said that there was a planet called Pametedand he would be the first to see it. I never believed him, now i'll never see him to believe him." He shook his head and rubbed his eyes.

I got up and went over to him, "What happened to your dad?" I asked. When ever Chris some how got on the topic of his dad, he never finished his sentence, he would just stare into space only shaking him would get him back.

He looked at me, in his eyes i could see that he made froze all his emotions, "That guy almost killed my Mom in the inside. He left and never came back. If i see him ever again.." He made his hands into fists "I will make him feel what we did when he left, times 2."

Chris relaxed a bit. "I'm sorry, its just...i get so confused when i think about him." He said. I smiled, "Don't worry about it, i know how you feel." I frowned, "I cant remember my mom or my dad. Only Raer."

There was silence for a few minuets, "Hey we should get going or make a shelter. " I said breaking the silence, it started getting dark. He nodded, he still seemed frustrated and confused. "Uh, i got a camping kit in the duffel bag, i packed it there just in case." I nodded and grabbed the duffel bag, opened it. There was so much stuff in there that i have no idea how he got it all.

"Um how did you get all this stuff in here?" I asked, pulling out clothing, eletronics, wires, and more.

"I really don't know, i just did." He replied, his confusion and frustration gone, and came over to help me. "Here," he took out a backpack and opened it. Metal poles fell out all different sizes.

"You do know how to make a tent...right?" He nodded and started to put stakes in the ground.

_-Somewhere unknown-_

"Sir, everything is ready." He turned around. In the corner, the boy teen huddled in a cage. He walked over, he grabbed his cane and made it clank across the bars, the boy  teen crawled further back so that he was pressed against the bars, his wings where bent in a weird angle, the boy probably couldn't even move them because he was so cramped.

"Tell Miss. Tara we'll be there in an hour." He said to the messenger, she bowed then ran off.

"Y-you...will never....get away...with this." The boy stuttered. The man smiled and looked at the boy, oh this will be fun.

"Oh yes, yes i will, and it will be a sweet victory." He laughed evilly then walked back to his brown, swivel, leather chair. "A sweet victory indeed."

So thats chapter 7, Sorry i kind of got side tracked with other things, i hope you like it! - Livi