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You can't feel your heart pound anymore, and your skin becomes cold. The red ash surrounds you, landing on and burning your eyes, making everything impossible to see. You try to run from it all, but you find yourself chained to something, that is nothing but air when you reach the ends of the chains. All logic you have ever known is defied, and the creatures out of your sight mock you with voices from your past. You become restless and tired, but you find yourself unable to sleep. You don't ever truly think about where you are, but you feel the need to escape. Escape, however is impossible. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . for most. Somehow, after lifetimes of pain and suffering, I found a way out. One problem though, once I escaped I couldn't remember how I did it. What if everyone could find out? I could set them all free from that place.2
What if I could set them all free?3
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Pt.1 Fell From the Sky5
I can feel the wind brushing against my face, slightly at first, but gradually hitting me stronger. What was first black to my eyes has now turned to white and blue. As my eyes begin to focus, I can see the sky, and clouds that I hadn't seen in lifetimes. Then as my eyes focused, I felt a sudden twist in my stomach and became aware that I was falling from sky. As panic sunk in, I turned my face towards the ground and saw nothing but gray, with bits of green. It was a city. At the rate I was falling I wasn't sure where I was to land, or even how. I began to wonder, for only a second, why I was falling, and tried to remember where I was before this event. Nothing came, except a headache.6
Turning to look at myself, I noticed chains on my wrists and ankles. All I had on besides the chains was a baggy pair of shorts and a white t-shirt. When I turned to look back at the ground, I felt a sharp, sudden, and surging pain from two points on my back, both slightly offset from my own spine. The pain rushed throughout my body, completely taking all of my thoughts off of the fall.7
The pain from my back surged for what seemed ages, and as I fell even farther, I felt an inevitable end in my near future. Then, without warning, the pain ceased. Large grey wings sprouted from my back, spraying blood into the air around me and ripping the shirt from my back. The blood covered me nearly completely. Although so much blood had been released, my wings were completely dry, and spread themselves out. I began to flap my wings so that I could slow myself down, but I couldn't stop soon enough, even with these wings. I fell between two large skyscrapers, bashing into the sidewalk. 8
The concrete broke into shards and shot across the street, into the bottom of the skyscrapers, and into cars. I had felt my body hit the ground, but I was in very little pain. It was like jumping onto a bed mattress. Many nearby people, who were lucky to not have gotten hit by me, began to scream and panic. As I pushed myself up, unable to believe I was conscious, people stopped dead in their tracks and stared.9
The attention made me nervous, so all I could do was stand there and stare back. Whispers made their way through the people which surrounded me, and screams could be heard behind them. Their confused eyes turned to hate and fear. Slowly, they began to back up, and enter buildings and cars, anything to get away. Then everyone was beginning to scream, and most were screaming because others were screaming. I had to get out, and get away before someone called the police or the military to get me. I knew something like me would attract some bad attention, as if that wasn't obvious before.10
Gathering all my might, I spread my wings and leaped as far as I could upwards. I jumped three or more stories and looked up, ready to begin flight. I flapped my wings as hard as I could, but I was only able to keep myself in the air for a few seconds. Once again, I was falling towards the ground. I needed to get the hell out of this city before something bad happened.11
I then began to hear sirens in the distance, and started to panic. For right now, at least, I would have to make a run for it. After all, if I could jump higher, certainly I could do other things. Luckily I was right, and began to sprint as fast as I could, which was definitely faster than anyone else. I would leap every few steps or so to catch a little air and fly, but before too long I would find myself gliding towards the ground. As I got used to this routine, two police cars turned a corner of a building I had recently passed, and sped after me. Their sirens were blasting as loud as possible, and I heard a voice coming from a loud speaker on top of one, "Stop on the ground and put your hands on your head, now!" City cops are obviously not so bright. I still can't believe they expected me to stop. They would continue to report that same thing over and over again, and later add, "or we'll shoot!" 12
They began to shoot at me with their pistols, which scared the hell out of me. One even grazed my shoulder, but left no visible scar. The only way I could escape this high speed chase was to lose them or take them out. I wasn't so willing to kill anybody so I started taking corners sharply, and stopped gliding after jumps. This way I could turn more abruptly and lose them. I went straight down to the ground, took a few steps, and jumped as far as I could again.13
These two guys were better drivers than I had expected, I was unable to lose them, and finally decided to resort to drastic measures. I kept fleeing until I found a relatively small building, and jumped to the top of it. It was about four stories tall, and pretty run down. Once up there, I turned around, looked at the police cars, and gave a very cocky smirk. As much as I feared killing anyone, if I didn't get rid of these two, I was going to have bigger problems soon, such as going back to where I had spent the last few hundred years.14
The cars stopped in front of the building as I jumped from the top and towards them. I landed on my feet on the trunk of one car, completely breaking it off of the rest of the car, as well as flipping the whole thing over. The cop at the next car stepped out and aimed his gun at me. He was fairly young, and very scared. His hands were shaking and he began to stutter as he spoke to me, "Pu..pu..pu..put your ha...ha...ha...hands up and do....do..don't move." I couldn't find the heart to hurt him, so I jumped to his car, picked it up, and threw it into the street a few blocks away. Just about then, the other cop crawled out of his car, and seemed to be barely conscious. "Help him, he needs it," I said in a very calm tone.15
With fear in his eyes, and a shaky gun in his hand, he slowly stepped back and found his way to his hurt partner. As soon as he reached him, he turned around and pulled him out of the car the rest of the way. While he did that I fled from the scene to find a place to stay until I figured things out.16
I knew death, and I knew this new life, but what was my old life? What happened to it? I did not want to hurt people, although I have the power to. How did I find a way back, and how come I don't remember?.........Why am I here? 17
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PT. 2 Nightmares 19
The gunshot rings in my head over and over again, filling the area around me with an echo so everyone can hear it. The red covers my eyes, and all is the color of pain. The black seeps in over my eyes next, and that's when I felt it. The sorrow of thousands of people in the form of chains wrapped itself around my entire body, tightening, cutting off the circulation. My heart stops, the blood stops flowing, and I became cold for a few seconds in that time that never stops. 20
Flame bursts from nowhere and engulfs my entire body, scorching it. The agony becomes even more powerful in my body, and I fell to the ground, screaming and crying. My tears would appear, but only for an instance, for they would quickly dry. I would scream for help, but no one came. Time seemed to be frozen and I couldn't see anyone anymore; I was somewhere else, far from my home. 21
I woke from this horrible nightmare screaming in fear every night days. The dreams that seemed so unreal and horrifying were very real to me. When I sat up to think about it only bits and pieces came to me, and it has taken me these few nights to gather it all. What were they? Could they be my actual recollections of my death? This was not too incredible for me to believe, though, for I had seen much more incredible things in my life, or whatever you wish to call it. 22
I know that somewhere, someone could hear all of this. They were probably wondering whose screaming it was coming from the darkness of the night. The answer was something not even I knew. My past life was a blur, and much of the life after it was too. I could remember those days and nights of endless damnation, and I felt glad to be gone from them. 23
Thinking about all that time I could only think about those who I had left there. They burned and suffered, even now, as I lay here under the stars in a place I didn't recognize. Their nightmares were real, and every second I thought about them was another lifetime they would wait for someone to save them from that place. 24
I fell from the sky for no reason. I escaped from torture and I don't even remember how. I can wonder about the reason why I'm here all I want, but I'll never find the answer. Tomorrow, I'll start looking for whatever it is that I'm here for. I just need to wait for sunset. You can't just run around the city with your wings hanging out. 25
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genius
wow, this is such an amazing write, i am extremely impressed at how the story flows. hurry up and write the book so i can go to hastings and buy it!!!!!!!!! -
I really liked the intro... it was such a great way to capture the feel of the entire piece! It was long, but you were able to hold my attention avidly throughout the whole thing! Great work, and thank you so much for entering!
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Second part, third paragraph down.. The first line looks like it's missing something. Other than that, this is really good, had me hooked throught the whole thing.
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