Broken Wings (M|M, COMPLETE)
Looking back, I saw to my horror they had speed up as well. In my entire life I had never had any problems during my walks. This was a first. Taking a deep breath, I did the first thing that came to my mind- that is, turn around and punch him in the face.
My fist connected with skin and bone, a sharp crunch snapping through the air as I felt skin give out from under my fist. "Fuck!" a voice yelled. The voice of the person I punched. The person jerked back, grabbing there nose and covering their mouth like they were afraid to make sound. Quickly, I toke a step back, going to run, when suddenly I was grabbed by the front of my shirt and pulled close to the strangers face.
The stranger had blonde hair and pale green eyes like glass. And a face with no injury. That was impossible- I had felt the skin give! I had- "well I suppose someone wants to die tonight," the voice slowly growled. Fuck.
Eraliz was a normal teen. He had friends, went to a good school, had average grades, and two loving parents. Just like everyone else he had quirks- he only liked cereal with a spoonful of suger and he liked to take walks in the park at night.
One day, during on of these weeks, there was a small... Incident. As in Eraliz thought someone was a stalker and punched them in the face.
Really though if he had known there was a secret organization of people with wings and scientists capturing and experimenting on them, he wouldn't have punched that person. Because that person was one of those ones with wings. And now Eraliz was sucked into the problem.
His problems only double when he starts to fall in love with a winged his age with broken wings.
(Cover by @Aramyst87)