Islands of the Sky

Chapter 6- Wake up Call

I opened my eyes slowly letting the sunlight from my window hit my face and bring me from the dream world into reality. I was tired of my mind forcing me to see that memory as a dream every night. I tried to sit up to get some air into my lungs but I before I did something already felt off about my room.

"I don't know what's going on but I strongly wouldn't suggest messing with me." I spoke loud enough for it to be heard in my room but barely any where else.

"Is that how your going to treat me every time I come to see you Kiero.." Comet was standing at the door way holding a plate in his hands and some food on it as he ate and watched me get up.

"I apologize I didn't realize it was you. May I suggest you don't watch over me as I rest. You of all people should know better." I sighed as I remembered last time he tried to wake me up.

He rubbed his jaw where I had slugged him. "Yeah trust me I remember." He sighed and walked toward me  to sit next to me on my bed. "Kiero, are you alright you seem... shaken for lack of a better word."

I grit my teeth in my own stupidity because I had forgotten to put on the "mask" of a hero. That's how they all knew my face, a look of courage and strength. " Yes I am fine, can you excuse me so I may get dressed then I shall meet you in the dinning room for a conference." I turned my face away from him, collecting myself.

"Yeah sure, Kiero but as always dude no one talks like that any more you really should get a phone so I can talk to you more and teach you about today's age and culture." He smiled teasing me and stepped outside my room throwing one more look of concern over his shoulder before he left.

Griffin can you report to my room please. I sighed and waited for Griffin's response, as I put a shirt on and some jeans. I made sure to look at anything in my room expect for the mirror because I knew it would  lock my gaze upon it again. I looked at all of the trophies I had collected from all of my fights with my many enemies and then my eyes rested on the most precious thing in my room. I reached up to pull it down from my wall as its name echoed in my mind and I felt a greed for power bubble up inside of me.

The Staff of the Cores I could do so much with this I could truly just wipe out all evil before it ever happened I could fight off any person or beast to ever harm humanity. The sounds of  Griffin's paws out side the door waiting to be let in exploded through my greed for power and I shook my head and made sure my mask was on readied myself for him to come in.

I sent the thought command to the door and it opened Griffin stepped in and his face was covered in concern just like Comet's. I realized it was because Griffin was the one being I didn't wear my "mask" around and I still had it on.

Kiero you know it wasn't your fault he did the experiment with you knowing what could happen.  I grit my teeth my sorrow and rage threating to show through my composure. You have to let it go, he is dead Kiero it has been almost 300 years sense that time and your still concerned about it. It's time to let loose and let it go.  I held my breathe as I felt my sorrow turn to rage and I thought.

How would he know he never had to live through it. He doesn't have to see it every night. He doesn't have to fight this beast inside. He doesn't have to wonder if he will ever do it again with some one else. He doesn't have to keep everyone away so not to hurt them!

"Then let me ask you this Griffin who's fault is it that he is dead? Why isn't he hear and I'm dead. If not my fault then WHO'S?" My rage shattered my "mask" and not only showed but got directed at Griffin. I watched as Griffin stepped back and then stepped forward gently looking into my eyes.

Why does someone have to be at fault? It was an accident. You have so much pain Kiero you need to let it go, I will always be here to support you but your mind won't let the pain go to me it will only let it up for your greatest desire.  He spread his wings around me in his version of a hug and nipped my shoulder very softly with his muzzle, to show his affection for me and physically tell me he was here for me.