White Wings

Part 9

So here is the final part of the original story. :) I hope you guys liked the story, please comment if you've read it or even vote just so I get an idea on whether people like it or not. Thanks! =D

Part 9

            I was about to jump out after Sophyella when her brilliantly white wings finally extended out and she slowed down before beginning to flap with immense struggle. It seemed she slowly rose up and began flying towards the horizon and when she was a good distance away she stopped midair flapping her wings hard waiting for me.

            The adrenaline of the sudden panic attack I just had didn’t go away even though Sophyella was no longer falling to an impending doom. It helped fuel the courage I would need to make take the final step and jump. I looked at Dana one more time.

            “No, Andy. I made up my mind. It would take a lot to change it at this point. There is nothing more for me outside. I have no one else. My mother and my little brother are both dead. Humans are also so envious and cruel. Soon enough they’ll just strap you to a table to dissect you or make you some type of exhibition. I can’t go.” I didn’t say anything else, nothing I could have said would have changed her mind.    

            Turning away from Dana for what I believe was the last time I took a running start and still bursting full of adrenaline I jumped. 

            The first thing I felt was an empty feeling in my stomach as I temporarily floated in the air for a millisecond which felt like minutes and minutes, but then I fell. The fall was fast and I didn’t even have time to think as I spread out my body and tried to do the same with my wings. My body had been tilting head down when my scarlet red wings shot out open and next thing I knew I was gliding in the air.

            I changed the angle of my body as I flapped my wings for the first time with immense force because of strong wind rushing from below me as I glided down. I flapped my wings over and over again until I found a good tempo to go by. Nothing could compare to what I was feeling at this moment. Complete freedom.

            Sophyella smiled at me as I reached her. We didn’t exactly know where to go, but a certain instinct or I guess sixth sense had us both agree that we should be going southeast.

            We didn’t talk much as we went in and out of air currents, especially because the air was thinner and breathing was different in such high altitudes, it was also hard to hear because of the rushing of the air. Another factor due to the lack of conversation was that due to my sixteen feet wing span and Sophyella’s fourteen feet wings, we needed at least ten feet of distance between our wings.

            As we flew I didn’t think much either and tried to just enjoy the feeling of flying and the sun which was already up, in my scarlet red feathers. When I was little my wings had been ruby red, really bright, but they had become a little darker as I grew and were now a deep dark scarlet red color. 

            We had spotted a few flocks after a couple of hours of flying and we flew with them for a while since we were in the same current. They looked at us with bewildered curiosity at first, probably wondering what kind of messed up species we were, but they didn’t do anything about it. We flew with them until they changed course into another current. Seeing them made me a little happier because it meant that land couldn’t be that far away.

            After about three hours of flying me and Sophyella got excited when we saw something in the distance that resembled mountains. She smiled at me and I could see in her eyes how relieved she was that we might be reaching ground somewhere. She looked tired and weak. I was about to ask her if she was okay when I felt something wasn’t right and looked around. Sophyella probably felt the same thing because she was doing the same thing with a confused frown on her face. It was only when I looked back over my shoulder that I saw something coming towards us. It looked like another flock of birds, but then I noticed the wings.

            I stopped in midair changing the angle of my body and flapping my wings more frequently to stay in the same place and Sophyella did the same. We were both dumbfounded at the approaching group. It was a flock, but not of birds. We waited until the group go closer and I was able to tell them apart.

            The first, who seemed to be leading the group with huge wings as big as mine, and which were so black that it almost looked purple against the sky was Dana. She half smiled mischievously at me. It was then everything made sense. Dana had never been planning to stay behind, she wanted to find the others first, but if she had told us that we would have stayed behind with her to search. We would have been risking all of us getting caught if something went wrong. She sacrificed herself for the rest of us.

            I shifted my eyes to the rest of the flock and in the midst of them was a little girl. A girl still small for her age with an angelic smile. Her wings were bright green on the top half and as it grew lower the green molded into bright yellow. The last time I had seen her she was almost nine.

            In the back of the group was a tall man who since long ago it seemed lost his boyish face. He was twenty-three by now if Andy had calculated it right. His skin was still a little darker as if he had a slight tan and his eighteen feet wings were brown with white speckles. I remember his wings above all others because of the countless times I’d watched it in the sky.

            John and Julie.

            As the flock full of people who were young as Julie or as old as John caught up with us I couldn’t help but notice the colorful array of exotic wings against the sky.    

            No words were said, we all exchanged looks that meant much more than any words we could possibly say at the moment as we just flew forward.

            Dana and Sophyella flew in front of us leading us as the angel who had given me hope and freedom and the raven whose change of heart and sacrifice had given me back my life.

            We flew towards the horizon, not knowing where we would go, but hopeful for the future.

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Um, just as a side note, can anyone tell me how to make a story say it's complete? I'm still not familiar with wattpad's new system...