Winds' Best Friend💨

Caught up again

PERCY... 3 WEEKS LATER.

I fly onward, my load getting heavier and heavier.
The bundle on my back is live cargo.

Unfortunately, my dragons can't fly, and Apollo is in an eternal hibernation until Allie wakes up.

So, that leaves me to haul the lot of them home.

I strain to fly ahead, the weight becoming too heavy to support.
I've been flying for three weeks straight.
Trying to get home.

I see the world pulse black and red.

No. Must resume.

I push harder and harder, but find myself slowing.

I see the silhouette off the school, but know I can't make it.

I flap harder, trying to prove myself wrong.
I strain, muscles bunching and scrunching, just to release again in failing bursts.

I feel a cold chill, and see snow start to fall.
I fly faster, wings pumping wildly.

The wind throws me to and fro like it would a kite.

That's all I am. A kite with a load.

I flap slower, even though all my energy is being forced in.
I glide now, trying to make it.

I must make it! For the others, if not myself!
I flap harder.

I begin to hear a strange voice.
A girls' voice inside my brain.

Stop.

I refuse.
The voice insists, and I discover it must be my dragons.
I flap harder, but begin to go down.

I see the world pulse harder and harder.
My wings shove the air, trying to help me now more than ever.

I hear the wolf whimper.
I try harder and harder.

I flap so hard my muscles cry.

I glide lower, and catch a draft up higher just to shiver.
I see the world in red now.
I flap and flap.

The world clears as my magic heals me a bit.
I see the silhouette on the horizon become a bit more than that.
I hear someone screaming.

It might have been me.
I have no clue anymore.

I flap harder and harder.
I go higher.
Higher.

The world zooms by now, my wings straining.
Then, the energy is gone.

I'm struggling again.
I cry, knowing I won't make it now.

I flap still, not willing to stop until my wings can't move.
Pain starts overriding it all.

I try to ignore it.

My wings pump and pump, but never go faster again.

I can't fail.

I flap so hard I feel the world spinning.
I see the ground come closer, and panic.
My wings hang limp as I crash face first.

I plow through the dirt, upturning dirt and forming a huge trench.

I stand, and check my wings.
They look broken.
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I drag them as I run.

I find a vine, and tie them up to prevent further damage.
I feel my feet pound the earth, each one echoed by hot pain.
I pound through the bushes, cutting away the leaves until the bush ends.

I scream, and stumble.
My leg is bleeding.
Badly.

I push myself to resume.
There was no way to not find my way there now.

I push forward.
I trip a lot.

I gallop over the land now, wings screaming and muscles protesting harshley.

Then, a miracle happens.
A Pegasus comes over!
I get on, and it nickers happily.

I whisper, "Windsor Acadmey."
She tosses her head, and rears.

Her body takes off, and I hold on tight.
My load is fine, I hope.

I feel her take off, wings outstretched.
I loop my hands in her mane.

I see the school coming closer and closer.
I feel sick suddenly, and try not to fall.

We zoom over the land, and soon the school is below us.

We zoom down, and I loose my balance.
I fall, spooking the Pegasus.

She flies away screaming.
I hit the ground with a loud BOOM!

My hands stop holding me, and I fall onto my stomach with a single phrase.

"I am going to die. I'm about to fucking die."
I hit the cobblestones with a sickening crunch.

I hear a scream.
I realize it wasn't me.

It was Allie.

She was awake.
I feel her fighting inside the wrap I made to hold her on my back better.

I fall unconscious, brain washed and cold.

Very cold.