Aviator

Nova: 7

I breathed heavily, being thankful that my hat didn't come off. Felix looked annoyed at my presence, but I would soon show him that I was more than useful. "We have to find a place to hide," I said. He stood up straight, his shoulder broader.

"I think so," he said.

"Yeah," I responded. "I'm pretty sure no one here is accustomed to wings."

He looked at me like I just said I was human. Had I given myself away? "No one can see our wings," he said. "Unless they are as intelligent as us." I was trying so hard not to give myself a fist pump for being as smart as Felix.

"I can see your wings," I said matter-of-factly. He laughed.

"Only humans are stupid enough not to see our wings," he said. "Any one of us should be able to." I had almost gotten away with my ignorance, but he caught me. "Wait," he said. "If you didn't know that, you're either a woman, or a human."

I smiled, and he probably had no idea why. I'm a woman and a human, double points for Nova? "Neither," I said. "I just forgot."

He looked like a kid on Halloween when the people said they have no more candy. I'm sure he would give an arm to get me in trouble. What was he, like a sixteen year old version of a five year old? Don't think about that sentence too long.

We strode into the woods, where every good adventurer hides. He insisted on leading the way and hit my arm when I passed him. Branches hit my face as he pushed them away from his own. I groaned, but he could have cared less. Next we walked through the knee high needle plants. At least that's what I call them. Every step through them shoves at least one thorn under the skin of your leg. Sadly, the forest was too dense to fly through.

He stopped in the middle of the forest. "We camp here," he announced.

"Go and tell Timbuktu while you're at it," I whispered.

"Where?"

"Never mind,"

I laid in the grass, not feeling so happy in a while. He plopped down a few feet away from me. "We need to search the sea first," I said.

"What are you, an idiot?" he asked, and a thought occurred to me. Where did North say the Water Port was?

"Is that where the Water Port is?" I asked.

"Seriously, I'm beginning to doubt you belong on this mission," he said.

I got up and started walking to the sea. The needle plants stabbing me again, and throwing branches behind me like he did. Before I could take the last step out, my neck started burning. I screamed as the pain spread up to my face.

I couldn't see out of one eye, and the other made everything tinted red. I was sobbing at the edge of the forest, and leaves fell on my face. Those were the only senses I had left, hearing and feeling.

I heard each leaf crumple on the trees and fall down on my face. My hand shook as I brushed it off, and I felt needles prickling my hand. The more I moved it, the more it prickled. I rolled on the ground in agony and felt a hand touch my shoulder. "Felix?" I croaked.

The voice shushed me. "I'll help you," it said, sounding sweet like a flower in the evening sun. It definitely wasn't Felix. I felt someone lift me and I was carried into the forest.