Not Your Ordinary

First Meeting

It was a chilling November evening as autumn is in the air. I was walking in the park trying to find someplace warm to spend the night. I came upon a large trash bin and decided to scavenge for old clothing especially coats which could help me fight off the harsh cold wind of the night, imagine a six-year-old boy roaming the streets shivering, trying to survive after being kicked out by his parents for being different. Different because I can see spirits and tell if a being is human or something else. None of my family members ever had this kind of ability, I was the only one.

"You're a freak, get out of this house," was the last thing my mother said to me before dragging me out into the cold harsh night. I knocked furiously on the door pleading for them to let me back in while crying. Instead of having pity they turned off all the lights and went upstairs to sleep. I kept banging on the door until I heard a police siren coming to our house. I turned around and saw two policemen coming my way, "Hey kid, what are you doing outside at this hour?" one of them gently said. "My mom locked me outside," I answered crying. "Don't cry now, where do you live? We'll talk to your parents," the other asked. I pointed to the house behind me and wiped my tears as one of them approached the house and knocked a couple of times. The door was opened by my father who was in his robe, "How can I help you officer?" he greeted. "I believe your son was locked out by accident," the officer said. My father looked at me and said, "You must be mistaken officer, my son died a long time ago this 'thing' is not mine." I felt my world crash when I heard what he said. He called me "thing," I thought to myself. I started crying and ran off to who knows where.

I found an adult winter coat in the large trash bin and fished it out. Once I got hold of the coat, I continued looking for a place to crash. I was hungry and exhausted from the running I did; I was almost on the edge of the park when I saw a boy probably my age or maybe a year older than me dragging a paperboard heading to what seems like a tool shed. I decided to silently follow him to check if there was still a spot where I can crash once he was already asleep. When the boy was almost near the shed, I hid behind a large tree a few feet away from him and waited for him to enter, however, the boy froze before opening the shed and said, "I know you're there, you don't have to hide." My heart pounded fast and I lost track of what I should do so instead of coming out I hid more behind the tree until... "There you are," the boy said suddenly appearing in front of me. The act startled me making me fall back on the ground. "Aw, that hurts!" I said as my butt hit the roots of the tree. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you," the boy said offering his hands. I took it and he pulled me up, "I'm Seungmin by the way, and you are?" he said shaking my hands. "I'm Jeongin," shaking his hands back. "Need a place to crash? There's still space in the shed, I'll let you share if you share your coat with me," he said smiling widely. "Okay, Thanks!" I said smiling back. "No problem," he answered as he proceeded towards the shed. "Well what are you waiting for?" he said as he sees me not moving from where I was standing.

There was an awkward silence between us while we sit face to face inside the shed until Seungmin spoke "So, what's a kid like you doing outside in these hours, I can tell by your clothes that you're not an orphan. Did you perhaps run away from home?" I shook my head and answered, "My parents kicked me out." "I guess we're the same then, I was kicked out by my adoptive parents as well," he said. "Is it because you have wings?" I shyly asked. "You can see my wings? OMG was it out this whole time? Oh, my chicken! please don't freak out," he said starting to panic. I chuckled and said, "Don't worry it's perfectly tucked away, I just can see a person's true form, it's also the reason why my parents kicked me out." "So, you mean you knew I was different, yet you still followed me?" he said, and I answered with a nod. "You don't seem to be a bad person," I added. "But I do have a question for you, how come your wings are in different colors? Shouldn't it be the same?" I asked. "That's because..." he hesitantly begins. "Promise me you won't run away from me when you learn the truth about me," he said pleadingly to which I nodded. "I'm a Nephalem, a spawn of both angel and demon, a forbidden child." He explained. "Oh, so that explains the black and white wings," I calmly said. "You're not scared?" he asked. "Like I've said you don't look like a bad person and besides I have nowhere else to go, you're the only one I have, and I want to know you better, so I might stick with you until you get tired of me," I smiled at him. "Whatever, I'm tired let's go to sleep, shall we?" he said standing up and spreading the paperboard on the floor. "Let's use your coat as a blanket so that we won't get cold" he added lying down on the board patting the space beside him and motioning for me to lie beside him. I did as I was told and covered both of us with the coat while snuggling close and hugging him.