WildCat X Reader - Come Back...

Chapter 2 - Feathers

Y/n's POV

I stared at the stars glittering in the pale moonlight, watching a few shooting stars fly by. I turned to my angel form and spread my wings, batting the air and soaring through the sky alongside the falling comets. I happened to leave a trail of feathers behind me when I flew, and I loved seeing them fall behind me. I would never run out.

I flew around a bit more until I realised the warm glow my halo gave off, making me look like an angel from the books. Technically, I was one. I flew back to the mansion to see someone on the roof. I panicked and before I knew it, I was barreling right into the window. So much for not being caught.

I spiralled through the glass window, breaking it and attracting attention to the upstairs. A large glass shard went straight through my left wing and my beautiful white feathers were now stained with red. God can fix it later. I heard footsteps thunder up the stairs and I began panicking, seeing WildCat's head bobbing up quickly. I didn't have enough time to turn to my ghost form, and I couldn't just fly away, so I prayed to God that he could hide my identity.

I felt my clothes change, now having a f/c scarf to cover my face and a black trench coat over a white shirt and jeans, holes in the back for my wings to poke through. Well, you tried, God. I heard him 'tch' as the guys thundered up the steps. They gasped in shock, seeing the bloodstained angel at their window. I was panting heavily and probably sweating. The first to come help me was a black haired man, I think Cartoonz, as he rushed up to me and helped me up.

"She could be potentially Dangerous!" I heard Delirious yell at Luke, but he persisted in helping me. I brushed him off. "Sorry about the... window." I fumbled with the edge of my coat, nervous and worried. You see, it could effect everything to do with resurrecting people if I was found to be alive, and God doesn't want people leaving heaven when it's not time.

"You're HURT!" Luke proclaimed. "No sh*t..." Sophia mumbled, taking a medkit from a shelf next to her and approaching me. I swatted her away. "I'm fine." I hissed. "Fine. Who are you, then?" Tyler asked, precautiously stepping closer. I backed away to the broken window. "I... I can't tell you." I growled, pained form the glass knife cutting through my wing. "It's not like you're gonna die if you tell us, just tell us and we'll let you go." He almost pleaded. He looked broken up close, puffy eyes and red cheeks. As if he was crying, it seems.

"You... you don't understand." I growled once more, almost collapsing. "Hey, I'm not human either. I'm Luke, or Cartoonz." I saw Luke sprout out red webbed wings and horns, a large red forked tail from his back swayed in rhythm with my heard beat. "... I still can't tell you." I tried pushing past them, but they pushed me back. I hissed out in pain. "Tell us your name, and we will let you go." Tyler almost yelled, seeming harsh and angry. Truly, I can't blame him. Have being treated poorly and your window smashed in after your girlfriend dies. See how that feels.

"Um, why can't you tell us, then?" Charley whispered, probably scared. I wonder why. "Because it can effect your safety." I muttered. "Whatever, just tell us." Craig muttered. "Guys don't be mean! She doesn't deserve this while she's probably in severe pain." Yailyn smiled at me and took me downstairs. I gave up in trying to get out, I knew it wasn't happening.

"So, why are you here?" She set me down at the table and sat in front of me. "Confidential information." I muttered. She shook her head. "Well, can you tell me something to refer to you as? I'd say your name, but I've noticed you're very keen in not telling us." She laughed. I forced down a laugh myself, trying to stay undercover.

"... No need, Ma'am." I said, ripping the shard of glass out of my wing, as much as it pained me. "Are you Okay?!" She sounded concerned. "Why should you be so kind to a Stranger?" I muttered, facing her. "... A friend that we all cared about left us, and she always was nice and risked her life saving one of us. Most of us aren't very accepting of others anymore. They feel they can't trust strangers, but you seem nice." She smiled, and I saw the hurt and strain in her happy emotion.

"... I'm sorry." I muttered, standing up. "Where's are you going? You're hurt, stay here before you heal!" She yelped. "Don't worry, you'll see more of me always. I practically live here, now." I giggled, turning to my ghost form. She fell back, shocked. "She reminded me of Y/n... I wonder Why?" She spoke to nobody in particular, and a pang of guilt hit me in the feels. I wish to hug and kiss everyone on the cheek, but God won't allow that until his experiments succeed.

I floated through the roof, seeing everyone touching Cartoonz. "Hey, watch it!" I heard him yelp as Charley yanked his tail. "Sorry, I haven't seen another one of these in such a long Time!" She tugged harder. "Wait, you've seen one before?" Sophia asked, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah!" Charley responded. "Prove it." Luke said, folding his arms. I was astounded to see horns and a tail on Charley, with wings flapping behind her. "That proof ENOUGH?" She smirked, a forked tongue hissing out at everyone. A triple six was carved into her right arm. "Satan spawn..." I heard Tyler mutter. "Satan's CHILD." She hissed, retracting her demonic features. "Well. No wonder she was afraid of me. Why not Luke?" I thought to myself.

"Guys!" Yailyn rushed upstairs. "What?" Tyler hissed. "That angel is the ghost possessing the place, and she's awfully like Y/n!" Yai proclaimed triumphantly. Everyone thought for a moment, silence deafening the room. "You're right." Tyler whispered. His mood immediately softened. "She wasn't as nice, Though!" Lui spoke. What? I'm Nice!

"She had a sharp object carved into her wing, who would be celebrating about that?" Charley pondered. "I'm sorry..." Everyone began apologizing to the air. Or to me? I deserve it more, anyway. "I miss her, so, so much..." Tyler's eyes glazed with tears. I felt bad for dying. "I loved her--" Sophia was interrupted by Tyler. "What do you mean, 'Love'?" He hissed. "... Sisterly Love!" Sophia tried not to agrovate Tyler anymore than he already was. "Are you Sure?" Craig smirked, trying to amuse everyone. It worked, as people crowded around Sophia. "I like someone else!" She tried to delete everybody's assumptions. "Yeah, right." Charley muttered. At least they aren't trying to find out if that mysterious angel ghost was me anymore. I flew up to heaven, ready to pester God again.

I hope God finds the answer, soon.

Hope you enjoyed Chapter 2!
Word count: 1203 words.