Alouette

22 (Alouette pov)

"Bye."

Is there something wrong with Falcon? 'Bye' isn't like him, usually it's 'later'. It's probably all the stress, I know I'm starting to feel different.

Just in case, I make my way to Angel's house, if something is off she'll know.

I knock lightly, knowing she'll either hear my thoughts or my knock.

"Ange?"

"What's up chicka?"

"I-I need you to... do something.." She puts a sympathetic hand on my shoulder and nods. This is exactly why I need her for this job.

"If you really think something is up, I'll keep an open mind." She winks and we both chuckle, a nervous chuckle, if I'm right about this the future doesn't seem so bright, if I'm wrong not much is at stake other than trust. I hope I'm wrong.

We exchange a hug and I leave, more at ease then when I came.

I breeze past the trees and higher into the sky. The winds blows my hair back, leaving my face unprotected, raw, open to the merciless sun beating down on me. It feels good, relaxing.

I slow my pace and seemingly float on the high tides in the sky.

It's been to long, I have to go home. Maybe a bit longer won't hurt.

***
My breath doesn't have time to catch up with me. Neither does my heart.

Running, running without thinking. I'm being chased. By who?

I peek a glance behind me. My eyes narrow and widen at the sight of my brother. But he's not the same, his eyes are red. I run faster then ever before, this isn't right.

My feet hurt, where am I running? It feels like it's been forever and I've gotten no where. I can't do this for much longer.

I come upon a cliff. What am I going to do, he's catching up.

Behind me now. He stopped. I have no other choice.

I jump.

But I fall, falling, falling.

"Ahhhh." My eyes snap open.

It was a nightmare.

Only a nightmare.