The Red Nobody

~ Fourteen ~

ROBYNS P.O.V

The memories of Braixen and father that came flooding back in, made me scared, but I listened to my mind, my memories, and they brought back thoughts I never wanted to remember.

I pull out the necklace that Braixen got me out of my pocket. The one she made me for my eighth birthday. I haven't worn it in seven years. I never wanted to remember her. But because I kept the necklace, I always have. Its like she lives in my pocket.

I study the necklace and hold it tight in my palm.

'I loved you Braixen'.

I pop the necklace back into my pocket and shed a silent tear. I walk over to the door and gently push it open. I take in the fresh air and close my eyes. I begin to walk around, unable to see anything in the dark night, I spark my hand and hold an open flame to light my way.

I spot a piece of cloth tangled around tree and use my fire to see exactly what it is, a small piece of Raylas tunic. She must of got herself caught on a branch when she stormed off hours ago. But its unlike her to get herself caught on things, she's so pettit, only her wings could possibly get caught on things.

I continue to walk forward, trying to spot clues in the dark isn't a simple task. Small secondary feathers lay along the stumps of the trees, both black and white. 'But Rayla has no black feathers...'

I decide to take my search to the sky. I begin to fly up and stretch my wings after waiting for Rayla to return for so long.

I feel as sense of relief after having my wings cramped up for so long as I ascend to the sky. I have an ability with my fire power called, eternal spark, meaning I can set anything on my body or on others, and it burns for eternity or until I command it to stop. It doesn't hurt, its just useful to see things.

I use eternal spark on my wings and hands to light the sky on fire, so I can try to seek out Rayla in the darkness. I begin to head out towards the creek, hoping she will be there.

I begin to fly faster because of the stress, 'what if I don't find her', 'what happens if she is gone!' Terrible thoughts fill my mind, I try to ignore them as much as possible.

I see the creek up ahead, but as I near the ground, scorch marks are scattered all over the boulders and pebbles. Black feathers lay all over the rocks and some are caught in the water weeds.

I land myself down on the bank of the creek and retract the flames from my wings and hands, only leaving a small spark on my index finger. I hold it towards the fallen feathers, seeing just how large the black feathers truly are. I bend down and gently pick one off the floor of the creek bank. Navy coloured scorch marks lay across some of the feathers.

The only person on this island that could scorch someones, or somethings feathers, could be Rayla.

I head north down the creek, trying to follow the trail of feathers, but the dark limits my ability. More feathers seem to be heading out to sea rather than sit on the creek.

Continuing on my path, a few meters ahead of me are fallen trees, covered in marks and feathers once again. But not only that, but blood too. Deep, crimson red blood drips from the tress, creating a small pool on the ground below them.

As I look up, the moon has completely disappeared from the sky, dark black clouds roll through the sky, blocking out any light. Drops of rain begin to fall from the sky.

'I need to seek shelter. Rayla, you'll have to wait.'

I light up my wings and begin to head back to her hut. As the rain falls heavier and heavier, smoke rises from my fire lit wings. I'm become a walking smoke screen.

Thunder booms shaking the island. My hair, wings and clothes have become saturated from the heavy down pour. The rain begins to blow around in a vary of different directions from the vigorous winds.

I shade my eyes from the rain, in attempt to see what lies ahead, but luck isn't on my side. I struggle to recognise anything around me. I continue to walk forward, using my wings as a smoky light. I use eternal spark on my arms and ears to keep me warm and to see better.

The only thing I can see more of is smoke. I can just spot a large, hollow tree. It will have to do. I run towards the tree and trip over a large tree stump, slicing my right cheek. I wince as I experience immense pain. I quickly cup my hand over the wound.

Where my once red and black markings were, is now stained red with my blood as it drips down out of my cheek.

I rip a feather out of my wings and press it against my cut to slow the bleeding. I hold it tightly on my cheek, applying as much pressure that is needed area and continue to move forward, wincing in pain as I move.

The rain soaks the feather, and the blood seeps through, dripping down my cheek and down off my chin. I wipe it away with my arm. I try to walk over to the hollowed tree, but continue to stumble around over fallen branches, giving myself a vary of scratches.

I stumble my way into the tree, no water seems to be able to drip into the tree, meaning I can set fire to my wings. I light up my wings, and listen as any bugs near or on my fry, and drop to the moist floor. I light my hands and kneel down onto the ground and place my hands directly in the middle of the space, burning away anything that will be harmful and drying the ground for me to rest.

I stack up leaves that still hang from the trees, making a decent sized pile for me to lay my sore head. I take thick vines and wrap them around my cut, until the vines are just under my eye, but fully covering the cut. I gather sticks and pile them up just away from me and use eternal flame, to keep them lit until day light.

I lay myself down onto the hard, cool floor and rest my wings around me, and lay my head on the leaf pillow. I listen to the rain fall onto the ground, and the way it hits the tree. I let out a small tear after all the pain and stress I've been through the past hour.

I close my eyes gently and snuggle into my damp wings, my wet hair lies on the leaves and drips onto the dirt. The fire sparks, warming me up. And I dose off, forgetting about my troubles and worries, and just think about resting.

Authors note:
This chapter has been sitting around for a while but its finally complete. Let me know if I should continue on with Robyns POV or change over to Raylas again, or even a new POV?? Let me know in the comments. New chapter should be up before Christmas!! Any mistakes point them out please and consider voting for this chapter, enjoy:)