Levi's POV
The war has already begun and both of us just sat there defenseless. She was filled with fear. I glanced at her and put my hand on hers.
"Hey calm down.", I said but i can feel nervousness on myself as well. Hearing the shouts of the warriors, I let out a small sign of fear. She flung herself into my arms. I felt her shake in fear.
Is this it? Will our innocent souls be taken as well in this war that was caused by our own feelings?
I dared to keep my mouth shut. I comforted Hanji for a while until I heard her speak once again.
"Is there anything we can do?", she muttered.
I fell into silent, looking for an answer. "We can stop them maybe?". No! What was I thinking?!
But it was too late. The words have been spoken and heard. She quickly stood with courage. "Then we should stop them.". I opened my mouth to protest but no words came out. I only nodded and stood as well.
***
Looking around, we saw our fathers fighting. Dead, fallen soldiers laying down on the ground. I flinched at the thought of me laying there with them. I froze in terror. Hanji took my hand and walked towards our fathers with courage.
She tried stopping them by shouting at them- didn't work.
She tried pulling one away from the fight- didn't work.
She ran out of ideas- And so did I.
For a while, she stood silent until she suddenly walked in between them. I shouted after her, saying that she should stay away for she might get hurt. She seem to ignore me. Or maybe, her hope has deafen her.
The two males just stood there waiting to attack each other. I already knew what was going to happen. I rushed over to Hanji, hoping I can still push her away before their attack.
I was lucky to be able to push her away.
But- was I sure all of her was safe?
As I lied there at the ground with Hanji at my arms. At first, I thought we were perfectly fine, until my hands make it's way to her back where her wings should be. My heart beat quickly as I realized that her wing was broken and the other was torn.
I looked at her and can see a trace of pain. I felt worried and then I sat up, still carrying her at my arms. She awoke, looking at me with her eyes about to burst to tears.
As I looked up to see if anyone is even going to help, our fathers rushed towards us worriedly.
"This is bad...", my fathe--- her father muttered.
"Why?! What's wrong? What will happen now?!", I spat my words in anger on myself for not being able to save her completely.
"She won't be able to fly. What's worse is that-", he looked up, "-she wont be able to go and fly back to her home."
I stayed silent, not knowing what to do. Until, a silly yet needed thought came into my mind.
"Hanji, sit up... I'll fix this"
She sat up, still in pain. I looked at her wing- it was badly injured.
"This... might hurt.", I said as I ripped her wing off. She let out a loud scream of pain. "sh...It's done."
"W-what did you do that for?!", she asked.
I gestured her to stay quiet. My hands makes their way towards my back, ripping my wings off as well. I flinched. I was idiotic to do this.
I started stitching my wings onto her. I tried making her still so that I can work on it properly and that I wont add more scars. It was successful. She was able to flap them like a normal wing would. I smiled, not noticing the pain I am enduring.
"But. How about you?", she glanced at me.
"I'll be fine. A demon won't need wings anyway.", I replied.
She still looked worried. I sighed. "Look, it's fine! Not like I will go fly up to heaven and do angel stuffs. I'm a demon. I need no wings."
She seem to understand.
***
After a while, the war that has been started has ended quickly. I let out a sigh of relief. Though, I was still in pain, I managed to bid farewell to every single angel as I watch them all go. Over the crowd of angels, all I can see is that beautiful angel with black wings- the angel that I will do anything for just to keep her in her home.
I smiled under my breath. But thoughts came in my head. I love her. But is it fine to love a different gene? I mean... That was the cause of the war. I am afraid to cause another war in the next generations.
I let the thoughts stay at my mind. I didn't dare share my thoughts.
I looked around, I thought to myself, this story of mine seems messed up. I understand nothing of it. All i know is that... I need to marry her...
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No More Wings To Fly {LeviHan}
RomantikDemon and Angels are not really a good match... with all those demons are evil and angels are kind?...well... that's what they say <;I am Levi... A born demon... I don't really believe what people in the surface say about "Demons are evil"... We...