In the world of the humans, some are hiding their identity. Not to protect themself from the humans, but to protect themself from the Dark Wings. These hiding are the Invisible Wings.
Just like the Dark Wings, Invisible Wings are a folk who has wing...
I can't help myself. I start to fly to reach the windows up at the ceiling. They are big, some facing south, others facing north. I start to knock on them, trying to break them to get out. Cmon, break already! I knock harder with my whole palm on them, levitating in the air.
Suddenly I feel a pair of hands around my wrist and a hot breath on my neck. "It won't break, they got extra strong glass put in last month." I don't think further of this situation until I remember that I'm levitating up in the air, two floors off the ground. Crap. I turn my head slightly to the left, to see who it is. I see part of Josh's face plus some super soft looking black things. Double crap. If I were lucky I had passed out and were just dreaming, but knowing my luck I've just met my first Dark Wing. And got seen flying. Triple crap. "Please tell me I'm just having a nightmare," I whisper. He laughs a bit of my comment, were I can feel myself go a bit red (he is the popular boy after all, one all girls have a crush on, including me), and then says "sorry darling." Darling?! I'm not his-
My thoughts are interrupted by me getting suddenly lychee backwards and thrown down against the floor. It happened within a few seconds. He is holding my hands against the floor by my head at the moment, and he is on top of me. How fast is this boy - Dark Wing or not? "Please just let me go," I try. "Sorry darling, but I can't.." he simply answers. Not good. And I know what it's gonna mean. He quickly but controlled changes the position of my hands from beside my head to collected over my head. This he could hold with only one of his hands. He then whips out a small box of red iron if I wasn't wrong. "Josh, please don't". Okay I would start crying if that didn't show too much weakness towards a Dark Wing.
"You're an Invisible Wing. Having your kind as slaves shows power. As if I would just let you go and then someone else catch you," he says. Triple crap - or is this quadruple crap? This is not good though. I know that he is way strong than me, but I still try to get free. I try to twist myself free. But it's no use, he is way too strong. He then opens the small box with a click and places it on my left side. After doing this he puts one finger in it. When he retrieves the finger it got some red dust on it - red iron. Crap. "Do you know what this is?" he asks while admiring the red iron. "I- it's red iron right?" I whisper. Red iron is really bad for Invisible Wings. "It is indeed darling. I suppose you also know how it stops your powers and wings from working right? he says. I can only nod with a terrified look on my face. Crap, this is gonna burn. He then proceeds to mark dots on my face - one on my forehead, one on my chin, one on my nose and one on each of my cheeks. Auch it burns for every dot, and even when I didn't really have any powers, I can feel them disappear. I let out a small scream for every dot. "Oh I don't hope that it hurts too bad darling," Josh says with a laugh and then continues with "that we're for the powers. Next is for your wings". Since I got a shirt on with shoulders Josh proceeds to rip the shoulders off - almost tearing them - to draw two lines down on the shoulders (one on each) from my neck to a bit down over. Once again I let out some small screams, which again makes him laugh. I don't care with how cute a laugh he has, I hate it. Just as with my nonexistent powers, I feel my wings getting weakened. This is not good.
"Oh yeah before I forget it - the family symbol," he says with a smirk along with a laugh. I have no clue what he talks about, but the symbol would at least help me know how strong a family, that I am dealing with. He then continues by first of all taking more red iron on his finger and then rips off my shirt, so that I'm only laying in my bra (awkward). He looks at my boobs and smirks (even more awkward) before turning his gaze a bit up to the top of my rib cage. I can through the pain feel that he draws the following symbol there.
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——————————————— Hey 💕 So I'm trying to get more written and post every now and then, but I've just got another idea to a new story, soooo.... Well lucky I've made a couple chapters ahead then 😂😅 ~ Ageans
