Whispers of The Forgotten

Chapter 21 Detour

After watching Lucas go away, I marched straight into my room, fire blazing. It probably wasn't such a good idea to lay down on my bed. But I'd figured it just be like an electric blanket.

So I focused my whole being on that red hallway. That picture of me, my father, his guards, and... And.

Krylan.

The seconds seemed to speak to me, counting themselves down until my eyes finally succumbed. As my eyelids fluttered shut, my heat shrunk back inside me. It wasn't gone completely, no. I wasn't that good. The heat was still there. Tucked neatly in a tight ball in the middle of my chest. And as I floated into unconsciousness, the heat gently spread through my body.

It wasn't my normal heat.

This was more of a soothing heat. Like if your shoulder was hurting and you put a heating pad on it. The heat spreading through my body was pleasant, and for once I felt relaxed. Calm.

Then the worst came.

As I tumbled in darkness, my body stretched until I was just a ball of flame shooting through a passage. It felt as if my body just spontaneously combusted. The pain was excruciating. I was there, but I wasn't. There was no telling how fast I was going, or how long it had been.

But this time I felt something different.

Something clawed onto my heat, as if it was trying to pull me back. My fire flickered as I tried to shake the thing off the body I didn't have. Ghostly figures danced pass me as I shot faster through the darkness. This means I was close.

But this thing wouldn't stop.

It felt like claws were digging into me, their claws scrapping my bones to hold on. There was no telling what this was, but it was killing me. I was supposed to be a Goddess, so why was something I couldn't see dragging me off my path?

Suddenly the thing sped to the side of me. It was a light dust of beautiful blue and gold shimmers. Nothing fatal at all. It looked harmless. That was, until it reared back and knocked us both sideways, down into an even darker pit.

As we intertwined together, my being screaming for help, we blew up like a supernova.

And at the bottom of the hill, Humpty Dumpty cracked into a million pieces.

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My body had reformed somewhere in the process of falling.

But I did get set alight. I screamed with all I had as my hair flew behind me in tangled flames, and my body spasmed from the torturous heat. The stench of my burnt skin and hair shot violently into my nose. As my tears dripped onto the flames, it sizzled ferociously.

Then all at once it stopped.

Dark purple ground became visible underneath me. It seemed as if the dark wormhole was finally ending. Where it would take me I didn't know. But anything was better than this. The dark tunnel started to jut out as the view became closer and more clear.

I felt my lips tip up in happiness. But they fell down all too quickly when I realized that I wasn't slowly down. I was heading full throttle for the hard Earth. Or possibly Hell? Quickly, I spread my wings as much as I could.

The ground was getting closer with each passing second as I jerked and flailed trying to slow myself down. Right when I was about to hit the ground, my wings shot out.

And I went spiraling towards the dark, twisted branches ahead of me. My hands instinctively covered my face as the branches beat me up. They scraped and jabbed at my burnt skin. A scream of agony escaped my lips.

Finally the branches cleared, and I tumbled onto the ground.

I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe.

I just simply lay there and stare at the dark sky. It was scary. The only light was from my wings that were beaten and crumpled. And they barely was any. The fire that was made of my wings were dying out, which was the fire that was made of me. Several feathers were missing, and they were bent in odd angles.

And I thought, I'm going to die.

My eyes were slipping shut when I saw something familiar. Even though I was on deaths doorstep, it was unmistakable. That blue and gold shimmer morphed into a body. Dark shapes extended from the sides of its body.

And in it went to the trees.

Branches snapped and growls of pain echoed through the place. No way was I, Marachannah, going down like this. With all I had left, I summoned my heat. It radiated up out of my body. The golden swirls danced above my body.

And for once I felt absolutely and utterly cold.

The gold strings wrapped around my body, forming a restraint around me. Sharp needles of heat pricked all into my body. My face contorted in pain. But then a coldness swept through my body. The golden strings pulled me up like I was a puppet.

It laced into my wings. With a few snaps, they were back to a normal shape. And the fire started to ignite again. I opened my mouth, a then gold strings went back into me.

Eyes closed.

A sudden intake of breath.

My eyes shoot open and I feel the fire dancing in my eyes. No longer was I burnt or cut. Fresh pink skin made my body. My wings shone brighter, and my heart was back to its normal melody.

I felt powerful again.

As the branches broke closer, I zoned in on the trees. Their gnarled branches made intimidating shadows dance across the ground. But I was ready for this thing. It almost brought me to death.

I summoned a ball of fire into my hands. My eyes lit and I waited. The shadow came and then the body. Except it didn't fall. It got caught up in the tree. I reared back, ready to throw the ball of fire.

Then I saw what it was.

Or more like who it was.

Beaten, bruised, and burnt, he struggled to get his pants removed from the branch as he hung in mid air. Then he faced the front and looked down and saw me. His ash covered face made his guilty, colorful eyes shine even brighter.

"Lucas?" I asked, incredulous, extinguishing the ball of fire that could have very well killed him.

He smiled innocently, "Oh. Hey there, Sapp. Mind helping me down?"

Jack and Jill fell down a hill,

Jack almost killed Jill,

But Jill did lose her marbles.