Windclaw's POV 5

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The last thing I had felt, was the burning sensation before I felt everything turn calm.

"Windclaw!!" I heard Gabe shout my name, he sounded hurt and crying. I opened my eyes, thinking I would open them to see Gabe's face. Instead I opened them to see myself, my own body lying dead on the floor. The outline of my wings faint behind it.

"No... Windy no please..." Gabe cried, holding my bloody body close. I reached out to touch him, to assure him I was alright, but my hand-was transparent. I was dead. I felt my own tears well up in my eyes as I looked at my soulmate and my dead body.

"Brother, It's time to leave." I heard a familiar voice. I turned to find Evan Windstorm Fabulous, my dead twin brother behind me-his red angel wings spread out behind him.

"B-but Gabe." I said, glancing at the archangel that was crying.

"Will be fine, heaven awaits for you brother. It's time to go." Evan said, giving me the smile we shared.

"Heaven?" I asked. He nodded. "What-what will happen in heaven?" I asked, not wanting to leave Gabe.

"You will relive your most happy memories for the rest of eternity. You'll be happy." Evan said.

"Will Gabe be there...?" I asked hesitantly.

"Of course, he is an angel after all. However, if he ever does visit you you won't be able to tell." Evan explained to me. What?! That would just hurt Gabe more, being able to see me but unable to reach out to me.

"W-what if I don't want to go?" I asked.

"Then you will be forced to stay here, unable to make contact with anyone unless your vengeful and only able to watch those you love." He said. I thought about this for a moment. If I went to heaven Gabe could see me, know I was okay but unable to reach out to me-to talk to me. But if I were to stay I could be "vengeful" in the sense I want to protect my family, but they wouldn't be able to see me-and with most of them being ghost hunters I'd most likely get killed. I weighed this for a while before I looked at Gabe.

"Evan...." I started. I turned and looked at my dead twin, looking him directly in the green eyes we shared.

"I want to stay." I told him. He gave a small nod and I felt something in me change.

"Gabe, I'm here." I said before everything transformed for me.

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