I jerked my head off my pillow and over the side of my bunk. Missile...? I crawled to the end off bed and climbed down the ladder.
"Can't you stop yelling!" I said to Missile who was burying her head in her pillow.
"I saw the next angel." She mumbled as she brought her head up from her pillow to look at me.
"Wait... what? When did you do that?"
"While you guys were sleeping."
"And!" I demanded while yanking on Angels wing, trying to wake her up.
"Well her name is Crimson. She has white hair, red at the tips-" Nervously I looked at my red hair-" she has black wings and a tog-like body suit."
"Anything else..?"
"Well......." She said, her voice going high-pitched.
"Oh come on already!!!! Just tell us!!!!!!"
"When I walked in to the room she...she kinda, sorta opened her eyes. I don't know how she did it, but she just did. And the she game me one
of those I'm-so-gonna-kill-you looks."
I'm pretty sure my mind exploded during that. Apparently we are the most elite weapons ever but we can't handle another one of us opening their eyes. Well, ok then. If that's how it is.
"W-what?" Angels voice groaned, she gave out a long yawn. "Huh? What is it?"
"You tell her." I grumbled and climbed back up to my bed, not bothering for Missile to give me her answer.
After all that I heard Angel start muttering some things and start to write something on her wall, the sound annoyed me like hell.
"I'm going to talk to the commander." Missile sounded angry, and for once I heard her footsteps as she stomped out the door. I fell to sleep only about five minutes later, the sound of Angels scribbling echoing through my ears.
I had a dreamless sleep and woke up with a sore head. I guess my brain did explode. I climbed down the ladder, again, and walked to wards the fridge, wondering if there were any goodies inside. Our room was really dark, but, thanks to my epic eyesight, I could see everything. I opened the door.
I smiled. Inside there was water, orange juice, some fruit salad, tons of chocolate, some ordinary fruits some puddings and some cold hamburgers.
I grabbed a bar of chocolate and ate it in less than a minute. All of a sudden the room seemed darker... I felt a hand on my shoulder and something pushed up to my face. A sharp pain in my side made me let out a small squeal and I felt nauseous, dizziness took over and I drifted into unconsciousness.
I slowly woke up in a surgery bed, my wings spread out on both sides of me. I looked to my right and saw a lady in a nurses uniform. She smile at me when I noticed her.
"Hello, Ikaros." She said, I hated her instantly.
"What do you want." I growled.
"Oh, I'm just here to put you back to sleep." Before I could process what was happening the lady drew out a needle and stuck it into my arm. I let out a scream and, once again, fell into unconsciousness.
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Angels Of Death
Ciencia FicciónThe reason we are called Angels Of Death is because we are the ones that will destroy what mustn't exist. (Me, Angel and Missile) We are the most elite and strongest weapons that have ever been made, but... What would happen if we didn't want to be...