Crystal Wings

The Painful Past

     I woke up from a restless sleep at what seemed to be around midnight.
Why restless? Because I had basically been stabbed on my side and, as you can guess, that hurts, alot.

   I slowly sat up, making sure to make no noise. I walked to the entrance to the cave and leaned against a rock. The night was beautiful, the moonlight glistening it's gentle rays above the land.
  "Out for an evening stroll?", said a voice above me, which almost made me jump a mile. I quickly spun around, gripping my daggers.
  "Chill, it's just me", said Steve as he raised his hands as to surrender. I relaxed.
  "What are you doing here?", I asked curiously as I climbed on top of the cave's entrance and sat next to him.
  "Night watch was on me tonight. Claire said, 'One can never be too safe', so I'm stuck on night watch, non-willingly", he said and shrugged. I noticed he was different, no, not just from the half-possesed Herobrine/ Steve I'd seen earlier in the fight, he was also acting differently.

    I was pulled from my toughts when he spoke.
  "Earth to Lea", he said waving his hand in front of my face. I shook my head.
  "Sorry, I was thinking", I said looking at the horizon.
  "Oh really? I hadn't noticed", he said sarcastically and laughed. I punched his shoulder playfully.
  "Okay, okay, sorry. What were you thinking about?", he asked.
  "Well, you seem different. Not to mention you were semi-possesed by Herobrine earlier", I said. He tensed and his jaw tightened.
  "Anything wrong?", I said as I tilted my head slightly.
  "I... uh... how do I say this?", he said, scratching the back of his head. Finally, he sighed.
  "It's better I show you", he said and sat sideways to face me. I looked at him confused.
He closed his eyes and a dimm, white glow could be seen from under his left eyelid. He opened his eyes shortly after and one eye was glowing white, like... Herobrine...
  "I... Herobrine and I share one body", he said. My jaw dropped.
  "A-Are you messing with me?", I said, he shook his head and pointed towards his left eye.
  "I have no idea how magic works, you seriouslythink I'd be able to pull a stunt like this off?", he said simply.
  "Good point. Does anyone else know this?", I asked curiously.
  "Just you and Alpha. And obviously Herobrine", he said and closed his eyes again as the glow from his left eye disappeared.
  "Wait... but, where's Herobrine then?", I asked.
  "He... he's... he's in the wrong side of Heaven", he said and my eyes widened.
  "He's in hell?!", I yelled out a bit too loudly as Steve covered my mouth.
  "Y-yes...", he said and removed his hand from my mouth.
  "You have to promise you won't tell a living nor dead soul", he said. I nodded.
  "I promise", I said and continued, "Now go to sleep, I can't sleep anyway so you might as well", I said. He nodded and climbed down to the entrance of the cave.
  "Good night", I said as he went inside the cave.
  
     Great, now I'd have to handle with both Hero and Steve at the same time. I mean, it can't be that bad. I said and pulled out a torch to keep myself both in the light and warm.

     <~TIME SKIP~>

    A small breeze was blowing which somehow managed to make the Flower of Dusk that my mother's spirit had given me to fly out of my pocket.
  "No", I said in a low tone of voice and stood up to catch it. Suddenly a hand came out of nowhere and grabbed it to give it back to me. As it walked closer to the light, I saw it was Flame.
  "Here", he said and put it in my hands.
   "Thanks, this flower means a lot to me", I said and put it back in my pocket.
  "It must, for sure, it's a Flower of Dusk, or flower of the dead messenger, if I may", he said in a 'I'm incredibly smart' tone, "Who gave it to you?", he asked as he leaned against a rock wall that stood above the cave.
  "Well... my mother", I said as my head began to recall the events of that day my mother died. He arched his eyebrow.
  "Who is in the Eather?", he asked.
  "No... she's... she's dead", I said as his eyes widened.
  "Well, she's not dead, she was killed... by a flying arrow", I said he stiffened and shifted in his place.
  "D-Do you recall what the arrow looked like?", he said, almost nervous to ask.
  "Yea, the feather on the arrow was burnt and the back of the arrow was slightly singed, why?", I said, his expression was serious and guilt was reflected in his eyes. He now stood upright.
  "Flame, what's wrong?", I said and reached out to him as he pushed my hand away.
  "I-it was an a-accident, I swear, I was only t-twelve. I didn't m-mean to", he said as he backed up.
  "Flame, what are you saying?", I asked, confused. He pulled out an arrow from his quiver... exactly like the one that had killed my mother.
 
     "L-Lea, I'm sorry", he said, his voice was shaky and the expression of guilt could be seen clearly on his face. He took a glance at the arrow and dropped it as he backed away even more. I picked up the arrow and looked at it as tears began to form in my eyes.
  "I was ten when my mother was killed...", I said as I fell down on my knees, "I lived the rest of my life without a mother, even without my father... I searched endlessly to find my mother's killer... I was only a child...", I said, my voice cracking and tears beggining to fall down my face as I looked up at Flame.
  "Yo-you killed her", I said as more tears streamed down my face and I began to stand up.
  "Lea, I'm sorry. I never meant for that to happen, I was only twelve... I-it was just a misfire... I promise", he said, scared and guilty.
   "Flame, you killed her!! You killed the only person that cared for me!! My father threw me away because of your, so called, 'misfire'!! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!", I said, yelling a bit louder than I should've as more tears came streaming down my face.
  "Lea I-", he said, his voiceas cracking. I didn't care about his excuses, it wasn't going to change the fact he killed my mother.
  "Shut up!! Just... go away already!!", I yelled at him and turned my back as tears streamed down my face. I didn't even bother to dry them.