Jet and Jade | Black and White 1

Chapter 5: Jet

Worthless.

He was overconfident and bit off more than he could chew. So, his life was now over.

I spread my wings again and in one flap the Qwen were fallen dead on the ground.

I turned to Jade.

She was slumped on my back, her eyes closed. Quickly I changed back into my normal Qwen form, the wings disappearing into my shoulder blades. Smiling a bit I heaved her onto my shoulders and carried her back to our mansion.

I put her on her bed in her room on the thirty-fifth floor. I quickly ran back to the twenty-third floor to get a first-aid kit and brought it to her room, washing her wounds and bandaging them. Then I left a note:

Jade, stay in your room. I'm making dinner and will bring it to you. -Jet

Then I rushed up to the fifty-first floor to make the dinner. What should we eat today? Then I got an idea... Smiling, I grabbed a frozen chicken, some potatoes, four oranges...

Yes, I was this different with my sister.

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As I put the food on some plates I thought.

How should I get my revenge? Do I kill all who helped in my exiling? No... That was just letting them off. I was going to torture them. They were going to feel the pain they inflicted on me... Injury after injury, beating after beating... I even had no less than a million scars on my back to prove it. But they, they were going to pay for this. Each scar on my back was only one in a thousand that they would soon get.

Of course, there still was one problem. Jade.

I couldn't leave her alone. She was admittingly not strong enough to come with me on this suicide mission. They could take her as a hostage to make me stop and if I didn't they could harm her.

She must get stronger.

And I would help her get stronger.

She was not going to die because of me.

A while later, I placed dishes in a warmer-- a machine I invented that kept whatever was in it warm.

Jade was power-collapsed and would probably sleep for a while longer.

So, I could now think in peace.

Revenge...

Though before that, I would have to train Jade. And when the time came, tell her what I was. But not yet. This was too soon.

Anyway, I needed to eat, and so did Jade. I got the dishes out of the machine and placed them on a tray. Using my power to lift the heavy tray up, I raced back down to Jade's room, from the fifty-first floor to the thirty-fifth floor.

I knocked on the door.

"Jet, you don't have to knock," I heard Jade's voice say.

I opened the door and went inside her room, setting the tray on the desk. Jade looked tired, but she brightened up when she saw the food.

Then she frowned. "Jet, I can see that you bandaged my wounds, but what about you? You are hurt too, sis..."

Right... I forgot about my own wounds... But who cared about them?! It wasn't not like I would get infected or something on Uranus!

"I'm fine," I replied. "Eat before the food gets cold."

She nodded and slowly got up to sit on one of the chairs at the white desk. I sat on the other chair.

"Go and take care of your wounds," Jade insisted between bites.

"Later," I replied.

As I ate my mind wandered. I had to tell Jade about many things... Like the real reason we had been exiled, what I was, the revenge I would execute... Also the training she would have to take part in. Revealing the extensive training she would have to do was the least of my problems though.

But what if she was unwilling? It wasn't like I could force her, I mean I can, but I would never do that...

"Jet what are you thinking about?" Jade asked.

Might as well take this opportunity to tell her.

I swallowed. "Jade there's a lot you need to know." I stopped eating.

Jade looked at me, eyes filled with confusion as she stopped eating too. "Like what?"

"It might be better to show you..." I mumbled, standing. I went out of our mansion and Jade followed me.

I took a deep breath.

"I am an infernal."