The Invisible Wings (The Invisible Library Fanfic)

Four: A Lil Company

I woke up to hear my own sobbing, heart pounding and body throbbing. Pain shifted it's way all around my body, even crushing my wind pipes. I lay flat on my chest surrounded by a pool of blood. My arms were still tied together but I was no longer attached to the pole.

The two things I felt, pain, and cold. I was beyond cold now. Cold had turned to freezing. Muscles shivering, legs twitching, legs numb, back throbbing. Cold had taken over me and was the only thing consuming me.

I could tell water had been thrown onto me because my hair with sweating with it. Making me colder. I flexed me fingers and they were stiff, barley moving. My feet and arms were cold, everything was cold. Cold didn't even seem like the right thing to say, but I couldn't think of a better word. I was bitter. Yeah that's the right word.

I found strength in my uninjured arm to lift my face from the floor, and sit up, feeling skin peel off from my bony cheek. I put that pain aside and focused on my surroundings. Cold floors, cage bars, scratchy hay still right under me. My bare legs had bruises and scratches from the hay. I looked to my broken arm that hung limp at my side. I was still in the cage but no longer chain, which felt nice to be a little bit free.

I felt the ache of my lost wings. I seemed lighter now, but felt out of place. I felt absent without my wings, like I was nothing without them. My pride was taken from me, kinda of how a piece of paper could decide weather you had a detention or if you're just missing work from class. If I ever went home then I'd be casted out as a wingless angel, or a fallen angel. Or even just a naive boy, they wouldn't believe that some strange man cut off my wings. They'd start something like, "A human being wouldn't do that even if they were crazy."

I sighed heavily. My back aches with pain, even though my wings were no longer attached they still felt as if they were there.

Bong! Bam! Boof! I look over to hear a loud tapping against the wall where Silver and Alberich had gone into a while back. Alberich. I let everyone syllable ring out in my head. A.L.B.E.R.I.C.H. I will forever remember that name. Always, the man who took my wings. I knew there were Angel Hunters but I never thought of the day where I would cross one's path. And it was the worst day possible. I didn't even blame the Fae child, Silver. I would also remember that name. I know he was somehow forced into taking my wings, but he also stood up for me and I felt a warmth pumping in his heart. Thinking like that made me blush a little. A rosy pink hinted my colorless cheek and made them vibrant. Making my chapped lips curve into a smile.

The pounding continued. I looked over again, the wall smashing in some way that I couldn't see from this side. Then it stopped, silence was welcomed into the room again. A eerie ring echoed in my ears with a constant sound that wouldn't change
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!
I cupped my hands over my ears but the ranging just stayed. Maybe it even got louder. And changed pitch to a high screeching E. Like the scales, or octaves in Choir, Bands, and Orchestra. I shrugged.

Silver broke through the wall flying into the wall, yelling could be heard now. Alberich was freaking out as Silver fell down to the floor lightly. Face bleeding, I couldn't really pinpoint where all the blood was coming from because there was blood everywhere. His face, his arms, the floor, Me, the floor under me, and even Alberich's face was covered in deep red. I shivered.

"How dare you defy me Silver!" Alberich screeched with a deep roar.
Silver stayed silent, he hung his head in sadness and I couldn't help but think how Alberich had gotten him. What was his family like? The Fae. Alberich walked over to Silver and harshly hit him. I could hear the smack ring out. Alberich's eyes turned towards me. He saw that I was still breathing. Somehow still alive. He growled lowly.
"Take care of this mess you made." He grumbled before slumping out of the room. Silver wiped his eyes, golden eyes burning with determination. I saw a slight tear drip down his cheek but he ignored it and started cleaning.

I watched him scrub, scrap, sweep, and pick up things. He cleaned every edge of the room, then towards me and Alberich's words rang out to me.
"Survive the night kid!"
It was still night and I croaked knowing this wouldn't be the last of my blood shed.

Silver made eye contact with me, unlocking the cage he stepped forward, his bloody face coming into view.  A black eye indented harshly around his left eye. It looked bad and his arms and legs also had bruises. I probably should hate him for taking my wings but I couldn't help but feel bad for him. He held out his hand to me, the finger I bit still bleeding. 

"Are y-you o-okay?" I was still stuttering my words. Darn...again with my stuttering. Silver just glared at me his gold eyes now dull, he looked at his bleeding finger and shrugged. 
"What little rat, are you concerned about my well being?" Silver said laughing that sounded more like a hiss. I frowned angered by that statement. I made my legs work and stood up getting next to his face. 

"I'm not a rat!" I spat at him. His smile faded quickly and he growled deeply.

"Out of everything that happens to you, you get mad about that..." Silver pushed me back calmly "Don't go tying your heart in a knot little rat." Silver said calmly closing his eyes.
I bit my bottom lip. What's he mean by that? Getting my heart tied in a knot? I quickly fall back to my feet with a weep. Tears falling from all the pain. Someone had turned the faucet back on. I cleared my throat with a nasty cough, mucus coursing through it, it was a gooey fiber. I cringed thinking about how it looked on the inside. I just hurt from all the pain, I wanted it to stop. Just a calming moment would maybe help. But my head still beated to the drums of my heart. Silver noticed my pain and leaned down on his knees, he reached his hand out and I slapped his face crying.

"No!" I didn't even feel bad. even though Silver was kind somewhere in that small heart of his. If he even has a heart. I joked inside my head. Silver reached out his hand again and jumped nervously, he swiped my hair out of my face and smiled the biggest smile I've seen from him. It was kinda freaky.

"Hey...It'll be okay. Just...do as he says and you shouldn't get too injured." Silver said patting my head lightly and got up, cleaning up the blood in the cage. I couldn't help but smile back at him, the red took over my face again and I hid it with my dirty hands. Silver just locked the cage a left. Finally.

A moment of peace.

I slumped back to the floor and fell asleep in dark storm of happy memories, and that's all I can ask for.

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A/N
Sorry this chapter took a few days! I'm staring in this play as a detective...so I've been working on that. But I'll make sure to get these chapters done. Enjoy!