Generations

Chapter 22: Inescapable Fate

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Chapter 22: Inescapable Fate

Dani heard the doorbell ring, it startling her.

“Someone’s here Mom,” she said, walking over to the wall to hang up the phone. Her mom had been worried about Simon’s transformation, keeping in touch on a daily basis. Her mom seemed scared, and Dani felt much of the same fear within herself. The Nightwings were her enemies, the one’s she’d learned to kill without a second thought lest they do the same to her family. But now, her son was one.

Other than the wings and the magic, he seemed completely normal. A bit shy, worried, but also fascinated by everything. Nothing unexpected. Heck, she knew that she was a lot more nervous than he was. Simon had learned how to control his wings, able to bring them out at will and make them fade. Jason and Heather seemed to be learning how to use their powers more and more each day, and thus far, they hadn’t seen anything else from the Nightwings. That didn’t mean they were gone, but a reprieve for a few days was nice. But they hadn’t seen what she’d seen, the horrors of war, and the sight of so much death caused by the Nightwings.

“Who is it?” she asked walking to the door, though only got several more rings in reply, making her roll her eyes. It was probably just someone pranking her or one of Jason’s friends who thought the annoying noise was fun to make. “I’m coming, keep your pants on.”

She opened the door, to see an older gentleman standing before her. One that looked instantly familiar.

“Dad,” she pondered allowed for a moment, but when the black wings emerged, she knew how wrong she was.

“No, and I’m sure you know why I don’t like being compared to that bastard.”

Before she could register that this was Zack, or even the words he said, he had her by the throat and slammed her against the living room wall. “You’ve grown up quite a bit,” he said as he lifted her a few inches off the ground, his grasp firm, just loose enough to let her get just enough air to keep breathing.

She placed her hands around his arm, trying to release the grip he had on her. But he was far stronger than his grey hair would let on. “I’m sure you know who I’m after. Give me Simon, or I’ll be forced to kill you and everyone else I run into until I find him.”

Dani knew he was serious, she could feel the venom in her uncle’s words. She thought for a moment about that goofy old uncle who let her ride on his shoulders as he ran along the beach. She was so young, but she could remember the vast ocean before her and the way she kept telling him to go faster and faster, but that no matter how fast he went, he wouldn’t let her go.

But this wasn’t the man before her, not anymore.

Gathering her light in her feet, she kicked him away. He reeled back a few feet while she regained her breath; she followed her attack up, with a light infused punch aimed right at his face, but he was ready, he caught her wrist, bent it back, and tossed her back over the coffee table and onto her couch.

“I thought as much.”

She got up though, every thing she felt before back, her powers from long ago, now only second nature. Zack thought she’d be weak because of it being so long, that she’d gotten rusty. But he’d learn never to underestimate someone protecting their family; they would go to any extreme, they would face any danger, and should the time come, they would give their lives for the ones they loved.