Starring: Boo as Boo Secily as Secily Ravyn as Phammie Fox as Hendrix PWND as Drake POV: Hendrix I slip into the alley way silent, silent as the night and the dark cold around me. My eyes beg to spot the light. The light of safety and knowing my gang is near. I look into each window, cursing quietly when it reveals a happy family not haggard kids. I have to stand on the scuffed toes of my boots to peer in the dead end window. Sure enough, Boo's gaunt face stares back at me. I smile and his eyes flicker downward to the lock on the window. POV: Phammie I watch Boo's tall back as he looks for Hendrix. "Ya know she's never gonna be able to reach the window right?" His shoulders sag and a grunt is my reply. "She can fly if she needs too," Secily and Drake point out in unison. I think to myself, we all can. It's the downside to being a Devil's Cat. --- Tada!
POV: Boo "She's here," I mutter back at the others. Hendrix looks up at me hopelessly. "Finally," I hear someone sigh. I pull up at the latch and swing the window open silently. We oiled the hinges when we got here an hour ago. "I can't reach," She calls, stating the obvious. The white in her Hendrix's hair glows in the dark and I can feel her glaring at me before I open my mouth. "Fly!" Secily calls from behind me. Hendrix's hair shakes her head, white hair flying. I don't blame her, we both fell that die Devil, or Zazha, as she likes us to call her froze them. POV: Secily I pull a chair to the window ledge and look down at the white highlights that are Hendrix. Drake stands off to one side sulking. "Hen, your gonna havta fly," I say soothingly. I hear a sharp woosh and the clatter of cans as her wings brush away the trash cans. A light gold is visible around the wingspan. "Dammit! Owh," I hear Phammie mutter, clearly sensing Hendrix is hurt just as she senses what the rest of us feel.
Ew what a sucky power for me What if I'm near someone when they die a painful death? I adore the story, though
POV: Drake The wall is rough on my back as I slump down onto a oil coated box. The others are so noisy and bubbly, it's disturbing. Then again, I'm from the depths of hell. I've seen souls tortured and Zazha's throne to the real eye. She sent me here on a mission. A mission to destroy this group if they don't complete the task at hand. The task to kill the governor. POV: Phammie I bite back pain in my head and grab one of Hendrix's wrists as she pulls her wings in gingerly. With Boo's help we get her into the room. She lands with the gracefulness of a duck in a smiling heap on the floor. A scratch is clearly visible going down her arm. Our wings are weird, instead of arms then wings we have feathers coming out of our arms. Of course, we can hide them though. We usually do. I sit down next to Hen on a crate in the closet. "You okay?" I ask with concern. We are all like family here, except for Drake. No one has words for Drake is.
Wait! Quick note Governor Winston= Breacer Zazha= Taylor [Maggie1997] Quail= Bridget ^ characters will be introduced soon