Razor: Rarities (8)

Fighting For Everything (Peter)

My back slightly hurts from where the wings were taken into my body. I have a power. A smaller one than I had before, but till something to use in this war. The wings were pure white. I put my shirt on. Will the impact me using them? There is a lot I have to figure out with this new power. I grab my gun. I can't believe this is all happening. Andrew saves us from being taken in by the government, now we are trying to kill him. What happened to him? My Dad walks up to me.

"Are you ready for this fight?" He asks.

"I'm ready for the bastard to die." I say.

"I think there is something Grant isn't telling us." Dan says.

"Like what? He already changed everything too much to know what could happen." I say, repeating Grants words.

"And you believe that?" He says.

"I believe in a friend." I say. I walk away.

The door burst open. Nadia walks in. I hold up my gun and fire. She dodges my shots. Her hands are covered in a darkness. She raises dead. Grant goes for the dead and Nadia grabs his child. She runs out the door. I sprint past the undead assailants and follow her. I try to spread my wings, but the shirt did get in my way. I pull it over my head and throw it down. My wings spread and I fly into the air.

I find hear and dart for her. I land in front of her. Before she could do anything. I grab her and lift her in the air. I fly her and the child back to the hide out. She struggles against me. She blast death energy at me. We fall. Me, Nadia and the child. I let her fall and race for the baby. I catch him. Grant catches her and let's get fall a foot to the ground. I hand him the child. I grab Nadia and lift her in the air. I slam her into the side of a glass building. She stops her struggle. The glass starts to show cracks.

"Why are you doing this!?" I yell at her.

"Because we have to survive." She says. She has a smile. Her eyes shift to pitch black. I drop and she shoots energy around her shattering the glass. I land and look up. Paul grabs her and takes her away. We walk back into the safe house.

"Are you ok?" I ask Ricky. She nods while cradling her child.

"I'm fine." She says. Grant walks up to me and bear hugs me. I hug him back.

"Thank you." He whispers in my ear. He pulls away from me and I can see the tears in his eyes. I pat his shoulders.

"I will always be here to help you out." I say.

"I'm going to hold you to that." He says, laughing a bit. I chuckle with him. "He started the war. We will end it."

"You need to take me to Matt. We need to keep Perseus safe." Ricky says. She looks ready to leave now.

"We don't have any way of instant travel. They will track mine from my energy." Grant says.

"I can take her." Charles says. "Shadow travel won't hurt the child. I've done it before." Grant looks skeptical, then turns to Ricky.

"Ok. I'll do it." She says. Grant kisses her and Charles grabs Ricky.

"Be careful." Grant says.

"I'll keep her safe." Charles says, then they disappear into the shadows.

I slide my shirt back on to my body. I watch Grant. I can see he is worried. I walk over to him and pat his shoulder. He looks to me. He plays with his hands as a nervous habit.

"You know she will be fine. And so will Perseus." I tell him.

"I know." He says. "I still worry. This war between me and Andrew will end ugly. There is no way around it."

"And we all know that." I say. "We stay knowing that. We are loyal to you and will do anything to end this all." He smiles.

"Thank you." He says. I stand and walk to the counter with all the weapons. I pick up two large knives.

"What do these do?" I ask.

"Drag on top of the other." He tells me. I do and the blades catch fire. I look in amazement. This is perfect. I needed an actual weapon. I grab the holsters for them. Grant grabs my hand. "These are dangerous." He says.

"Aren't they all?" I ask rhetorically.

"These show the holder how they will they die. " he says to me. "Do you want to see that?" He asks.

"I won't look." I say.

"That's not your choice." He says. I extinguish the flames. He was right. I see my death.

I hang from a wall. The ground on fire and an air battle ensuing above me. I stab the blade into the wall. A man stands above me. His hands glowing orange. He creates a gun out of thin air. The man looks at least twenty. I scream his name, but the sound is gone. I wish I knew who it was. A shot gun blast the man back. An explosion destroys the wall. I fall with the rubble.

I snap back to reality. I drop the blades. That's how I die. In battle. There is so much I need to do before I die. Secrets that need to be told. Grant grabs my shoulder. I look at him.

"I've never seen time been changed, but I guess that is our mission, right?" He says. I smile a game smile.

"Yeah." I grab the twin blades. I put on the holster. One on my lower back and one above my right shoulder. I look the Grant. "Time to change time."

All I can think about is the vision. Who was that man? And he could create anything out of nothing. I have to figure it out. Then, kill him, before he can kill me.