That night, I made a band so I could have the knife be on my thigh, and hidden under the skirt that I wore, if I wore one. Which, sadly, Zero's mother doesn't know that I'm not a 'girly girl' so I have a couple. 
                              After hideing the knife, I grabbed the cootie stick, and opened my balcony doors. I had decided that I needed to blow off some steam, so I was going to hunt down some demons so I could get some more supplise, and just take out my anger. 
                              I had left a note on the bed, if anyone would come in, it just said out for a fly, be back later, ~Luanna it wasn't much, but that would give some a hint, caughs alex. I don't know how many times I have done this to him. Alot though. 
                              I flew out, waiting for my senses to kick in telling me where a demon was, but suprisingly I felt the presence of another branch from where I used to live...It was one of the dragon tamers....or the ones who could turn themselfs into dragons, and have dragons as their pets...and could comunitcate with them. I immeatly changed corse, and headed for the dragon tamer. 
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                              After a few minutes of flying I finally found this person, they had a baby fire-breathing dragon with them. In their backyard, in the middle of a crowded subdivision. Not a smart idea, even if it was minnight. 
                              I flew down into their backyard, landing between them, and their dragon. They practicly screamed, "Who are you?!" 
                              "A girl." I told her, she looked like the girl Alex had discribed to me earlier. 
                              "How did-Why are you here?!" She yelled. 
                              "Would you by chance be Piper?" I asked, as the girls parents came out, looking wide eyes at me. Because of that, I spread my wings, out verry wide, so they could see that I was no human. 
                              "I told you father, that I saw a girl with a holy cane, now was I lieing?" I totally forgot that I had the cootie stick in my hand. 
                              "But I have heard ones with wings were banished from the kingdom, and then killed." The father replied, glareing at me intesly 
                              "We were. The ones who survived, my brother and I, we were forced to guard the whole kingdom, and be slaves to the whole kingdom, and kill the demons." 
                              "But you exist, that proves my theory." The girl's father said. 
                              "What theory?" I asked. This branch of the kingdom, the Dragunda family, was also the most intellegent branch. 
                              "The kingdom can't survive without all eight branches. That's why I have suddenly felt a stronger presents of Ones with wings. They have gained more power, so they can repopulate their branch, and the kingdom can gain peace again. That's why I suddenly felt the presents of another one of you're type, a third pure blood come when I didn't feel the compleat presents of one with wings in love." This guy could ramble, but I suddenly got kinda mad, yet releaved with his last word. 
                              I closed my eyes. And spoke trying to control my temper as best I could. "So you're saying that, a) I'm supposed to save my kingdom, and my branch, and b) I'm supposed to have a child so we can bring our branch back, so we can restore peace in the kingdom where I have been beaten almost to death, and almost died of slavery, and work?" 
                              "How old are you?" The woman asked, as the dragon came up to me, and sniffed my cootie stick. 
                              "How old I 'am' or how old I really am?" I asked, as the girl finally reconized my face, wispering something to her father. 
                              "Both." 
                              "In human years, about fourteen. My real age, about," I didn't like admitting it, even though here it would make people think I was a freak, "My brother and I are both 149 years old." It's true. Although when we would offically become an adult was when we turned 210 years old...yes like humans, just more years. 
                              "She's still too young, but soon" The woman told the man. 
                              "Hey, let's make a deal. I'll try to help you out on you're reaserch, if you help me out with takeing out the demons, and don't get me, or anyone else caught by our powers, and tell me everything you know about this." 
                              "It's a deal" The man replied, "This is Piper, and we are her parents. Who might you be?" 
                              "Me?" I asked, "I'm Luanna, as you may allready know, and my brother is Alex, and the other with wings is Zero." I stopped for a moment, "He's a newbie at this all...he still doesn't know what he's doing" 
                              "Nice to meet you, Luanna, and we look foward to working together." 
                              After this little conversation, I finally left to go back. 
                              Guess what Alex, you finally found someone who could help us for a change.
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Those With Wings
Teen Fiction***EDITING IN PROCESS WEAR A HARDHAT AND PROTECTIVE EYEWEAR*** Luanna and Alex are two teenage 'Angels' who were enslaved in a kingdom high up in the sky. They are the last of their type--those with wings. Zero is your typical teenage boy; a nobody...
 
                                               
                                                  