Desert Wings

Hestia

I chase after Aquarius,"What do you mean 'Beautiful destruction'? Isn't that a paradox?"
"No, it's not a paradox, and as to your other question. If destruction held no beauty then why is it that so many species are attracted to it? Hmmm? Why do so many revel in watching their worlds burn around them? Why did you just watch death take a life with such awe written across you face?"
I faltered,"I ummm.... Well, perhaps that's all that some of them have ever known?"
Aquarius shook his head,"If that was the case some off their young would go down in history for defying their world. Nothing of the sort has happened so far. So there is attraction to it, there is beauty."
"Oh..." I whispered.
"Hey! You two cut the chatter! We have to head out!" Apollo shouted.
"Coming!" I shouted running towards Artimes and Apollo.

We walked until twilight that day, stopping only when we could barley see. That night what I dreamt of I forget before I wake when I do wake everything feels... blurred almost. Like I was watching my progression through the woods of the White Desert. This continued for several days and I began to get used too the feeling until it was gone.
"What was that?" I ask softly.
"What was what?"
"Shhh" I put one hand in the air, cutting off Artimes, "I said be quite." I hiss, drawing my sword, listening to the silence of the woods, feeling it like a sound. "There!" I whip around, sword straight out in front of me, I come to face two people, a tall man with dark hair, his eyes an average looking brown, and a woman. Her brown hair followed down her back and her hazel eyes glittered.
She raised one eye brow, "A bit presumptuous, aren't we?" She asked, sounding almost amused.
"Not to much considering how many things seem to want to kill us. You should know that, now which one are you?" Apollo responded, coming to stand beside me.
"You really should be able to tell your own family apart cousin." She chided gently.
"A little extra confirmation is always a good idea, especially around now, Hestia."
"Fair enough I suppose. Now, who is that?" disapproval and disgust tinted her voice.
"Not important right now..."
"Hey! That wasn't cool Apollo, I'm Kara by the way. Nice to meet you. Who is this?" I flick the end of my sword towards the man, who looked different now, as though he had more power.
Hestia frowned, "As you were saying Apollo?" disapproval was flecked in her voice now.
"I actually would like to know that as well."
"Yes of course you would."
The strange man stepped forwards and stared at Apollo who blanched and stepped back, "Okay then, what do you want?"
"Oh, not much." Hestia replied with a grin.