Broken

Chapter 14

The next couple of days were a blur. We continue to train hard and become prepared for a fight that will inevitably happen. Well, almost all of us trained.

Xavier has been locked in his room ever since the incident with me. I was beginning to worry about him. He hasn't eaten in days. Many times I thougt about going into his room just to see if he was all right. One time, I stopped right in front of his door and almost opened it but I didn't. I realized he would just become more frightened and upset at me. I didn't want that so I kept my distance.

I've also been having more obscure dreams. For example, Thia was able to control lightening and Ty could manipulate the wind. Even Evan could create multiple images of himself. Nobody shoould have these kinds of abilities though. Their species wasn't suppose to that kind of ability. Why did I feel like they had some kind of connection then? It can't be possible. Then again, I never had a dream about myself having some weird ability. Maybe I was taking this way too literal.

One night, I was up at 4:00 in the morning and I couldn't go back to sleep. I toss and turn for a half an hour but it was no use. Sighing, I throw my blankets off and slip on some sweats and a jacket. I guess I could go for a night fly.

I silently sneak downstairs and out the front door. The sun hasn't risen yet so it was still pretty dark. At least I won't be spotted in the sky.

I make sure there's nothing around me I could break before I extend my wings and take off. The cool morning air whipped my cheeks and pulled at my hair. It felt so good to finally be free.

Maybe being here wasn't so bad after all. I mean back home, I always had to be perfect at everything. Perfect grad, perfect behavior, perfect clothes, perfect image. Everyone expected perfection from me, especially since my dad was on the council.

Him being on the council only brought complications. My mom would always fight with him. He rarely had time to even talk with us. I had to be perfect because of him. If I wasn't, the council would have thought he wasn't capable of running a city since he couldn't even take care of a teenager.

It never was enough for him though. He always pushed me to be better even though that was physically impossible. I did everything he asked and it still wasn't enough. I was never good enough for him

I had so many responsibilities at home. Here, I'm free. I can finally be myself.

I soar high into the sky. Then I hover mid-air and look at the forest below me. So peaceful. No city lights. No angels flying around everywhere. No buildings. Just nature. I love it.

What if I didn't want to go back home after all? I remember the conversation I had with Thia about why the rest of the group wanted me here, what their plan was.

"Kara, we never told you why Evan only broke us out of the prison, did we?" Thia asks me as I take a break from training.

I shake my head, taking a drink from my water bottle.

"We wanted to take as many people as we could, we really did. Unfortunately, most of the other creatures there were too corrupted or insane to help. The doctors before Evan were even more sinical and cruel than him. The creatures lost their sanity and were extremely unstable. Even if we only freed them and let them run free, they would cause chaos throughout this world."

I look at Thia, curiosity keeping me from walking away in disbelief. "But we left them in there to continue to be tortured. How is that right?"

She looks at the ground and shakes her head. "Trust me, we thought of every possible scenerio where they would be rescued but it would have never worked out. We either got killed, captured again, or sending this human world to it's doom."

I push loose strands of hair out of my face. Thia continues, "Xavier only survived so long in there because of Evan. Otherwise, he would have gone insane like everyone else in that twisted place."

There was a pause between us before I say, "So why me?"

"Well for one, you're not crazy." She laughs. "And two, Evan said there was something different about you that would be very useful in our cause."

"And what would your cause be?"

"Showing other species' who hate us that we can be friendly and they don't need to go into full attack mode whenever they see us. For example, humans. They either don't belive we exist or are too afraid of us to believe we're actually real."

I give Thia a look of concern. "I don't know if I can help you guys..."

"Just think about it and if you don't want to be apart of it, you can leave if you want."

Maybe I actually want to stay here. There's not that much I actually can look forward to back home. Nobody knew the real me, not even Leila. She only saw the perfectionist who "had everything in life", her words not mine.

The only person who I would like to see again is my mom. She was the only one who supported me and actually understood me, even if it wasn't the real me. Other than that, what else do I have to look forward to?

I send myself into a downward spiral towards the ground, my wing curled tight against my body. This was my favorite maneuver. At the last second, I quickly open my wings and lightly touch my feet to the ground. I love that feeling. The rush. It was exhilarating.

I flap my wings again, keeping my body low to the ground this time. I weave in and out of the trees, narrowly missing a handful of trees.

I used to do this all the time when I was little. I wasn't allowed to do this when I got older because everyone said it was childish and I needed to grow up. Nobody could tell me what to do here. I control myself.

All of a sudden, I slam into something hard and am sent tumbling to the ground. It wasn't a tree, I knew that much. It was too cushiony to be a tree.

I groan and slowly push myself into a sitting position. I rub my shoulder and search for what I hit.

"Xavier?" I ask, confused as to why he was out here.

"Kara? Geez, what are you doing out here so early?" He questions, obviously surprised to see me too.

"I could ask you the same thing."

We get to our feet and he stood at an unusually far distance from me.

He says nonchalontly, "I went for a run."

I glance at his clothes and see he was wearing workout clothes once again. I had forgotten he had started running in the morning.

"Oh, I couldn't sleep so I went for a fly." I reply.

We stand ther awkwardly for a few moments before Xavier breaks the silence. "I should probably get going."

He turns around and walks away before I get a chance to respond.

"Wait!" I call out and run to catch up to him.

He spins around to face me. "I'm sorry but you need to stay away from me. I'm dangerous." He holds his hands out in front of him to keep his distance from me.

I continue to pursue him. "No, you're not. I'm not afraid of you."

"You should be. I can't control my powers, I don't want to hurt anyone else." Xavier backs away from me.

"And you think shutting yourself in your room is going to fix it?"

"I don't have a choice!"

"Being afraid will only make it worse. Let us help you. You won't hurt us that bad, I know it. We can take care of ourselves.

"I gave you a concussion on accident. What if I end up killing one of you guys without meaning it? I can't risk that."

"You aren't going to kill us! Please, Xavier. We want to help."

"You can't help me."

He starts sprinting towards the house.