Blaike looked at Scott. What was this kid talking about? "Um, I guess? But I really have no idea whatsoever what you're talking about. It turned out that the heart attack idea wasn't going to work, and I don't know what we'll be able to fake." Her eyes reflected her own sadness about the day they had just had. What was he talking about? Why would they have to fake anything? Besides it was hard enough faking being human let alone whatever else he was talking about. She saw a hint of embarrassment in the young boy's face and shame. It looked like he was going to kick himself later for asking her. Her face softened and she replied, "I promise if anything like that comes up, you'll be the first I contact." She smiled and put a hand on his shoulder, signifying she meant it. She tucked her wings into her jacket and she looked at the group avoiding Kit as much as possible, not that he wasn't doing the same. "I'm going for a walk." She said. "I'm going to find the nearest gas station or something and bring back food." Without waiting for a reply, she stuck her hands in her jacket and walked off. This was the first time she got to be alone. Ever. The only times she was alone was when she was being experimented on. Her mind recalled the most frequent, the machine. What had they called it? She couldn't remember. But it induced pain. And made her feel others pains as well. As if she actually felt all of the things that were happening to the people she was closest too. She felt the heartbreak of Kit and her both losing Amelia, but it could have just felt like that because of how much she'd loved her. But, when they were testing on her, the machine showed her visions of things happening, a mother and her child, and the love they shared for one another, and then the hurt and anguish and revenge as that child was taken away from her mother. And then the same for how the mother felt. She felt the raking of claws from a huge beast attacking someone, but yet she had no wounds afterwards. What had the scientists been trying to prove to themselves? She stopped walking for a moment and looked back, she was well a ways away from the group so she leaned up against the tree and thought for a moment. About everything. The school, Amelia, Max and her gang, her own flock, her 'leader' responsibilities, and Kit. Oh Kit. Why did he have to get like this at times? And why did she have to care so much for him? I mean yes they grew up together and they had an unbreakable bond. But, it hurts her so bad when she can't talk to him. And why? Shouldn't be like anyone else? Shouldn't she be fine if he's just having a rough day? But she wasn't. She hated when he was upset. She hated it more than she could ever hate any machine and any scientist. Oh, how much she wanted to take his pain away. But she couldn't. Because no one was that powerful. Her mind drifted to Max. And how perfect her group was, how they all flew in perfect unison, how they all worked together as a group. Shouldn't Blaike be trying to do the same? Well she couldn't. Not when everyone had their own different worlds. And she could always rely on Kit, but now she felt as if she was alone. But Max's flock would never feel that way, they'd always have someone. She turned and punched the tree has hard as she could, hearing it snap and bend as if it was going to fall, but it caught on to another tree and hung there, with the trunk and the rest of the tree barely attached. She sighed and continued walking, pulling her jacket in closer.
Kit had landed on the opposite side of the group, his own self hatred for what happened to Amelia consumed him. He should have been able to do something. His mind whirled like a hurricane as he replayed that senerio over and over again in his mind. Part of him wanted to break down and have a good cry. Another part of him wanted to just tear up anyone that got close. This grief he felt, he had never felt anything like it before. Not even when he was being totured. At least then he could endure it since it didnt happen to someone else but now... He couldnt stop it. He had to find the hazel eyed man and show him that Kit would not just lie still and admit defeat. But what about everyone else? Wasnt Blaike feeling just as bad? She loved Amelia just like he did right? She should be feeling this horrible grief. It was then that Kit realized what a fool he was being. He was supposed to be Blaike comfort and shoulder, like he always was. He wasnt supoosed to be this headstrong and introverted fool with a death wish. Kit wrapped his wings around himself and let his tears flow out of his eyes. Amelia was dead. There was no changing that, however he could step up and be a man about this. Blaike was suffering and she had only tried to help him earlier. Now it was his turn to get his head bitten off. The boy stood and looked at his crew. Blaike wasnt around. Kit frowned and called out, "Which way did the commander go?" Scott pointed uneasily when Kit asked. Kit nodded his thanks, he would have to apologize to the younger boy later. Kit followed the way Scott had pointed until had heard a loud crack. Kit's eyes opened wider as a tree began to bend but was caught on another tree. Kit hurried in that direction only to find Blaike with tears in her eyes looking at the sky, her back to him. Kit's heart broke for her and he knew he was part of the reason she was out here hurting. He stepped foward, as silent as a ghost. Gently he took her fist away from the tree and spun her around to face him. He wrapped his arm around her back and pulled in to a warm, loving embrace. He didnt say anything, ready to feel her wrath of punches or kicks if she felt that he needed to relieve her anger on him.
Blaike's eyes grew wide with fear as Kit embraced her. She couldn't move, she couldn't do anything. Why had he come back? Why hadn't he said anything? More and more questions of the same general thought pattern flooded her mind. Her entire body was as stiff as a tree. She stood extremely still listening to the sound of his heartbeat. Oh how she wanted to kill him just now. She was just having this entire argument with herself about him and how she wished she didn't care as much, and now he was out here, hugging her, holding her. She couldn't breath. And at that moment, that's when she let it out. Her tears that have been begging to fall from her eyes were finally falling. The pain and the loss they had felt over the years all came out at that moment and she gave into his embrace. Tears kept falling and falling as she cried into him. Feeling completely helpless, and normal for once in her life. She wasn't being the strong one, she was actually letting go of what she felt of what she held on to. She couldn't believe any of it was actually happening. His grip tightened on her back and she wrapped her own arms around him. She was terrified at what was happening, yet perfectly and utterly okay with it.
Kit pressed his cheek to the top of her head, letting her tears flow out. His own pain flowed out as his tears raced from his cheeks to her hair. Kit had held her tighter against him, it felt so right. The wings that were tucked against her back felt good against his arms. Her frame and her tears only made his heart thump louder. He wasnt exactlt sure what spell she had cast on him but he never felt this way before. He cared about her yes but that wasnt the reason for this feeling. He cared about everyone in his flock but he never wanted to hold them... A laughing sob pushed past his lips as he imagined this senerio but with Theo. THe older boy would kill him. Kit couldnt explain it but she as special to him. She made his heart race and his head soar. They could talk to each other without even having to say a word. When she was in his arms, the world seemed alright. "Blaike..." he said softly, using her real name rather than his nickname for her. "About before... All ive got to say is that im stupid alright? Im selfish and stubborn. I should have realized that you were trying to help me. But i only wanted to think that i was the only one feeling that." Kit didnt pull away, he wanted this to last. At least for a little while longer.
Scott sat down under a tree. He was really surprised. Blaike's first words to him. This should be in her baby book. He had felt anger rising in him, but uneasy, when Kit asked him where Blaike was. Did he strangle her or something? He thought not. That was a HUGE no. He would never do that to anyone. He looked at his hand, imagining for the first time if his parents would beat the crap out of him if they saw what he had become. If he had parents. No matter what, they were useless to him. They wouldn't help him now.
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Blaike laughed softly through her tears. And she pulled away just enough to look up at him. "You aren't stupid." She said, smiling through her tears, "Maybe a little rough around the edges sometimes, but never stupid." She whispered softly. And then she did something, well, she didn't do it, something else did, something else entirely. But she leaned up and kissed him softly. She didn't even realize what she was doing until it was actually happening. She couldn't explain this feeling welling up deep within her gut. And her heart was beating so loud she was sure the entire flock could hear it back where they were. She pulled away quickly, actually surprised he hadn't pulled away first. Her face turned bright red. "I uh...uhm." She mumbled as he sort of sat there dumbfounded. "I'm sorry.." She whispered waiting for him to turn and run away. I mean what was that? Did she just seriously kiss him? She wished she could say part of her regretted it, but she couldn't. The only part of her that was even remotely feeling dumb was the fact he would probably turn and run in the other direction and she wouldn't be able to go after them because she ruined their own friendship.
Scott grew bored waiting for the two to come back, and his stomach growled. He climbed up in the tree and yawned. He was exhausted, his wings were warm though, and he tucked them closer. Kit was so lucky. He had once had someone to love him. He wished he was like that. He turned over and almost fell off of the branch, and he laughed softly to himself.
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Saturn saw Scott climb into the tree she was in, and he fell asleep on the branches on the other side. Well, that was fine. But why would he go up in a tree? She was usually the only one that did that. She saw that he hadn't noticed her, but was nearly falling off the branch. She was on a thick branch, so she was fine. But Scott was on a thinner branch. She saw a thicker one next to where he was and since she was in the same tree, she called out,"Scott, there's a thicker branch for you to sleep on."But he didn't hear her. She leaned on her branch and prodded the floppy-Scott-shaped-lump that was on that branch."Dude, there's a thicker branch next to you, I don't want you to fall out."Saturn said gently as he woke up.
Scott opened his eyes and groggily turned over and saw Saturn. "Oh, thanks," he said, and climbed over to the thicker one. He lay back and closed his eyes. He dreamed about his parents, for the first time also, and wondered if they would be proud of him. He dreamed about what it would be like to live with the best parents ever. It felt as if the dream was real, and they loved him. It seemed to go on for days, then one day, he as there waiting for them, and they didn't come. They had died. His eyes jerked open, and he felt years streaming from his eyes. Now, he knew what Kit and Blaike and Zemmie were going through, and that made him cry harder, but he kept it to himself. He shouldn't have been so dumb. He was so sorry.
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Saturn saw Scott, tears leaking from his eyes. How could she comfort him? She was no good at that.... would he push her away?"Scott...are...are you okay? What's wrong?"Saturn ask as she looked at him, sadness in her eyes. She turned away from him to her side of the tree. She couldn't sleep, knowing that Scott felt sad. But she didn't want to go totally emo like when Kit was sad. What would she do?