Chapter Five

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Peter's P.O.V🕷

"Prepare yourself for the landing!"Throw the man.

Klyra goes to the higher technology table where she activates a blue button. Soon, seats are coming out of nowhere. Klyra beckons me to sit down as she ties her belt.

"Ready to land!" She declares in a microphone next to her seat.

I staring straight at her. I feel my legs shaking, I'm so scared of what's waiting for me on Xyon. For the moment, I do not know anything about her intentions and I do not really know if I can trust her.
It is in a thud that the spaceship lands on the runway. I untie my belt when Klyra opens the door of the spaceship. I try to stay calm, then it's my curiosity that takes over when I put my first foot on this new planet.
Everywhere around me, there are huge scrap metal buildings. The airstrip is surrounded by a huge lake, then several trees with purple leaves or sometimes blue shade us. It's hot compared to New York.

"Please follow me." Said Klyra softly, putting herself beside me.

The other man and Aidan leave in the opposite direction. Klyra gives them a soft wave before taking the lead. An orange bird passes over me, and as I watch it, ready to touch it, the bird gives a weird roar and I step back, widening my eyes. This noise calls out Klyra who turns around, she burst out laughing.

"What?" I say, vexed.

"It's not a simple bird!" She laughs. "It's Kyatt, the sparrow. It is he who will guide us to the palace."

"To the palace?" I ask, curious. "Where exactly are we going?"

"We will see our King. You will understand the reason for your presence here."

"But I..."

A slight "cloak" sounds and suddenly the bird takes on a human form. A tall, fair-haired man stands in front of me. In one of his hands, in addition to the armor he wears on him, a huge spear extends beyond his head. With his frowning blond eyebrows, he stares at me before finally turning his head towards Klyra.

"I guess it's him, the new bird?" Kyatt asks, standing in front of me.

"What? No ! I am not a bird. I'm Peter Parker." I say, holding out his hand.

He looks at me from top to bottom before pronouncing the following words:

"I am Kyatt, the sparrow."

I drop my hand.

"Keep your saliva for the King!" Klyra firmly ordered.

I'm definitely silent. Far in front of me. I observe that the sky is not blue, as on earth. Indeed, it is different colors depending on the places. For example, above us, the sky is yellow. Above buildings to my right, it is dark green and above the palace, a few meters in front of us, it is purple.

"I have a question." I say.

"Which?" Klyra asks, turning slightly to me.

"The sky. Why does not he have the same color everywhere?"

"Oh, that!" She observes, raising her head in the air. She stops walking. "It really depends on a lot of things. The colors generally represent the state of mind of a place. For example, above us, the sky is yellow, it is a soft and light atmosphere like our mood. Above buildings, it is green, the mood is already tense. And above the palace, violet, it's because we are in mourning."

"Oh ... I'm sorry for you," I say, lowering my head.

"Before, when Thanos had not gathered all the stones of infinity, the sky was not so beautiful a gradient of color. It was yellow all the time." Klyra says sadly. "But having touched these stones of infinities, he has disrupted the entire system of our planet. Nothing works like before."

I keep my eyes fixed on the purple sky in front of us, when another question crosses my mind.

"You too have suffered the misdeeds of Thanos?"

"That's right. The whole universe has undergone the six stones of infinities. The birds are no exception. But unlike you, we never found ourselves facing Thanos."

I sigh.

"It's not a pride."

Klyra puts her blue eyes on me. I feel slightly uncomfortable, I feel like she's trying to get into my mind.

"I'm gone." She said, pointing her eyes away. "I know you too. I did not realize anything. It felt like I had slept a few seconds and when I woke up, something about Xyon had changed."

This time, it's up to me to stare at her. For once, I feel all his pain on her face.

"The day before yesterday we lost a loved one, the eagle, but his name was Darius." She said. "He managed to protect Xyon from Thanos attacks long before he took possession of the infinity stones."

"Klyra, I'd like to understand, why are you telling me all this?" I asked as gently as possible.

She raises her sad blue eyes in my direction. For a moment, she bites her lower lip so as not to burst into tears. The recent loss of the eagle affects her enormously.

"If I tell you all this, it's because it's related to your presence, Peter."

"Klyra, you told him enough, let our King explain his coming here." Said Kyatt.

She quickly passes her hands over the eyes as if to erase all traces of her tears. We walk again. The sky above us has changed. It is no longer yellow, but black. Kyatt looks up when rain falls on our hair. I frown.

"Klyra stop, you bring rain!"

Immediately, the young woman lifts her head, aware of having changed the sky just with his mood.

"Calm down." Kyatt blows.

"I'm trying!" She replies, accelerating her pace.

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