Falling Angels

Chapter 8 - Camping

"H... Is... Comi... Afte... Ou... Miracl..."

"What?"

"He is... Comin... After you... Mira..."

"My father?"

"Ye... He is... Jammi... Th... signal... To... So I... Wouldn... Warn.... u"

"I've got to go. I have to protect Jakson!"

"Oh..."

I have no time to talk to him... I have to look after Jakson! I run to the kitchen to look for supplies. I don't turn the light on, I can see perfectly fine. I rummage through cupboards and find a first aid kit. I grab it and throw it on the bench. I look on top of the fridge, I know I saw him put a backpack up here. Ahh there it is. I grab it and throw it beside the first aid kit. "What are you doing?" Jakson had appeared behind me. "I was planning to take you... Umm... Camping..." I stuffed the first aid kit into the bag. "Can you do that a bit more quietly please?" I nod and he walks back to bed. I look in the cupboards. Potato chips, canned spaghetti, muesli bars and marshmallows. Good enough. I take it all out and stuff that in the bag and grab 2 large bottles of water.

I dash outside to see if I have time. No sign of dad. I should get him out of here as soon as I can.

"He is on his way!"

"The signal is fixed?"

"Yes... He doesn't know I warned you and if I was to warn you now it would be to late."

"Try and distract him for a few minutes... Please!"

I run back inside and grab a sleeping bag for Jakson. I toss the bags onto my back and go to wake up Jakson. "What do you want Amari?!" Jakson snapped. "We need to go... Now!" I pull at Jakson and he gives in. I snatch up a jacket of his and he gets dressed.

We run out of the house and I lead him to a field that I saw when I was flying around. We stop and I put his stuff down and set it up for him. I gather firewood and set up a place for a fire. Jakson falls asleep while I set up in the dark.

"Remember. Your hands are a weapon."

My hands are a weapon? I shrug and look at my hand. Can I create fire?

"Click your fingers!"

He is reading my thoughts isn't he? I frown and click my fingers. Sure enough my hand sets on fire, but it does not hurt. I light the fire and look at Jakson one more time before flying into the sky.