skydive

Chapter 11: The Rise of the Truth :Part One

a blinding light overwhelms me as I open them to find the source of a familiar voice calling out my name.

"Ave! Ave wake up! Please! It's me Arron!" I look in the direction of his voice my vision still blurry from the light.

"Arron...where am..."before I could finish my sentence a sense like lightning shot through my body as he tightly wrapped me up in his embrace.

"Ave! I knew you were okay! Y-you came back to me!" He exclaims as he twirls me around.

"of course I did....w..what happened?"

" You fainted Ave.. I don't know why but all I know is that you are okay".

I pull him closer in a hug and then with a singe of pain... I push him away and look up at him ruffling my wing wincing lightly at the rawness of my newly gained appendages.

"I..I have wings ....the prophecy it really is real isn't it"?

Arron lightly places his hands on the sides of my face and smiles brightly.

"Yes."

I purse my lips and pull away throwing my hands in the air and begin pacing in frustration and deep thought.

"That's not right! we should be able to be with who we want and be able to live our lives without having to bend to the will of some off the wall fairytale"!

Arron grabs my wrists and pulls me lightly toward him.. his face solemn and collected; still, I pull away and growl at him warning him to keep his distance but he remains persistent and tries to yet again pull me in and console me through my newly generated confusion and frustration. To no avail give in and let him speak.

"Ave.. I love you....this...us....this is our destiny... why else would the elders have pushed us together? why would we be bestfriends if it wasn't the will of the universe"?

I gasp infuriated by his response and the force he put into questioning our friendship and tear away from him.

"Ever hear of a deal? Our families could've made a peace treaty where it includes us being together and having a child in order for our families to truly unite as a family and remain without war".

His jaw drops in disbelief and he rushes towards me grabbing my shoulders and shaking me back and forth frantically.

"But why would they do that and then lie about it? why is everything so complicated? WE make sense WE are supposed to be together"!

As if I would've been hit I stumble back from the force of his shaking and stomp forward to push his chest forcing him to back away

"What if we aren't? What if what if the prophecy is true but....what if we aren't the right ones to fulfill the prophecy..."

"That is absolutely insane do you hear yourself? WE have WINGS your other little weird friend ...HE is a Filthy MONGREL! He is literally a DOG!

Just as quick as it was said Chase comes barreling into the room in full morphed form slamming himself into Arron sending them both flying across the room towards the wall in which they concave with the force of their bodies against it. Chase circles around Arron's body on the floor and snarls demonically ready to tear into him. Then as if Chase heard my thought before I could say it he backed off and morphed back and stood before us stark-naked and breathing profusely trying to calm himself down.

"C..chase? Are you okay? I'm so sorry he said that he is just upset with me...."

His intense green eyes sear into me and then instantly soften at the sight of my flustered state and then he blushes realizing his nakedness grabbing the closest cloth to him which happens to be the shirt that was tattered upon my change from human to "oracle".

"Yes Avonzilique I am alright but don't worry your beautiful mind about me. Are you alright? did he hurt you"?

looking at the ground not wanting to admit that Arron really did hurt me... I gasp realizing that someone had changed my clothes during my unconsciousness. Then, a rustle from the collision earlier distracts my thoughts as Arron removes himself from the rubble and he eases his self up groaning at his throbbing body.

"Arron!"

I rush over to him checking his wounds and watching his movements to make sure there are no breaks. With every light touch of my hand he winces and flinches at the pain. Behind us I hear Chase chuckle watching Arron struggle to regain his strength after the intense blow he had unleashed on Arron. Arron's head snaps in the direction of Chase and his chest reverberates as he growls at Chase and steps forward challenging him with a swift movement of wrapping his arm around my waist. Just like that they were back on the floor fighting.

"Goddamnit guys cut it out"!

I grab a pillow from the sofa I was on and begin striking them it attempting to cease the fighting and at this point I have hit my peak of patience levels and begin wailing on them with my fists as hard as possible till they both roll over laughing at my small fists. I huff at them leaning down against my knees catching my breath.

"Now....how are we going to figure out the truth about the prophecy....."