I feel so helpless up here, I feel Mathews steady heart beat, I don't know how I'm holding on to him with one arm. As our descent continues I think hard about everything. This doesn't seem real but I feel I can go back to the war, cut the cost of lives, fight for my own cause. My life is all a puppet show, I want to cut the strings and find my own way to move, talk and feel. My life is a lie and now it doesn't have to be. A show, a lie that has been warped and distorted so much it's now the truth, Melvia Rose is a pure and simple lie.
"Your name, the Rose family will fall off the face of this Earth, their name warped, manipulated throughout time. Then it will disappear, you will be born anew. The everlasting entity that is you, will watch the universe continue without you, observe and judge as you stand in the sky wondering silently. Meliva is with out a doubt a lie." It speaks confidently, and strongly.
"Open your eyes, see the world as it is, there is nothing to hide from. You can't hide from me, or the truth." I peel open my eyes and see a long trail of smoke and see my wings folded at my sides. My wound, I see flesh covering the stump and a piece of bone sticking out. It burns, steam emanates from the wound. What the hell is my arm doing?
"When I said you don't die I meant it. If your heart isn't destroyed your body can regenerate anything, limbs, organs, even your brain, eyes, teeth you name it." It says. Why the heart?
"It holds me if I die you lose your abilities, which means you are truly human again, and we don't want that. Oh, and you gonna try to slow down or are you gonna kill your friend?" How do I do that? I begin to panic and become aware as to how fast we are falling.
"Just flip over and dart down for me, it won't be that hard I promise. You will probably fall on your ass and maybe break your back but at least you will live, it will hurt like hell but your friend will live as well." I do as it says and flip over and hold a tighter grip on Mathew. I thought I was supposed to slow down not go faster.
"Well, I lied it's too late for that." It chuckles. I see a farm up ahead and the border to a forest. The wind blows in my face and it's hard to take in any air. The ground grows nears and I fear for Mathew's life, I encase him in my wings a wait for the impact. With a sudden jolt I feel my back hit the ground first, I hear my ribs crack and my flesh burning, afterwards I'm tossed on my side and I'm off the ground with every roll and then my foot catches something and I'm turned around, then I feel my body bend around something, my body is shaped into a "U". My eyes sprout open and I cough up blood, we fall the to ground. I lay on my back and roll Mathew off me, everything hurts, I feel my ribs in many pieces, my only good arm fractured.
"Man you took quite a beating. At least we are on the ground, listen with every injury, they're going to take a least twenty-four hours before you can even have the strength to walk." It appears in front of me with a face of shock.
"Holy crap you look awful, then again you did fall about... ten thousand meters. Cut, bruises and burns aside, we need to move, you created a crater, the military and well, everyone will be here in minutes." It says. Right, I try to move and begin to cry from the pain my brain is overwhelmed with. I manage to pick Mathew up and put him on my back, my ribs crack and so does my back. I can barely walk straight, I constantly put my hand out to a tree to support me, but the fractures make it impossible. Not five minutes into the forest I hear nearby helicopters, and I feel them overhead. Going towards the accident, I realized I haven't covered much ground either, they'll find me in a matter of minutes.
"Just keep going, don't stop. Walk away from it all, they don't deserve your life." It sounds sad, calmer. It now sounds distant, I'm alone again.
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City of Light
NouvellesEarth fell into a nuclear war, leaving the world scared. One country vowed to protect its citizens no matter the cost. When the war was at it's lowest the protectors were constructed, and sold. The protectors were originally war machines on the bat...