The Black Angel, part 4

i am posting this again cuz my friends wanted me to =.=” so here it is =.=”””” sorry if some ppl had to click on this and read it twice or something =.=”, part 5 coming soon =D

Lalala srry I haven’t been writing much =.=” but oh well =D heres the ending of part 3

And so they left to go to Zak’s house…
As Christi talks to Isaac, her newfound friend…

I see you…

and on with teh storeh!

[I]I see you, angel…
I’ve been watching you for a while now…
You’ve grown…
You will learn of your powers soon enough…[/I]

I sat down watching the sun fade away in a pink and yellow sunset, thinking about those riddling words. Isaac sat beside me, probably wondering why I suddenly stopped talking and sat down, but before he could utter a word, the doorbell rang. “I’ll get it,” Isaac said.

I was still wondering and thinking about those words, not paying attention that someone had came into the room…and yelling my name. “HELLOO?!?! EARTH TO CHRISTI!”

“What..?” I said as I turned around. It was Zak, Baldy, and Jean!
“Dude, you are seriously deaf, woman,” Baldy said.
“You know, I am healthy enough to pound you to death right?” I exclaimed.
“Sure…” Baldy said.

As night settled in, we ate some hot dogs, unagis, and some chicken, drinking orange juice, or apple juice. I stayed away from the unagis, it smelled bad enough, but I ate plenty of hot dogs. After I finished eating, I went to the balcony, looking at the moonlit sky. ‘Why me… I just had to leave my family. Oh well, at least I’m at a good place.’ I turned around to face my newly found friends (besides Baldy, he’s not my friend I thought), and was about to talk to them once again, but something gripped me behind my back.

I yelled out to make the others see what was going on. They turned around and even though I couldn’t see the monster that took me, I knew it was not good, since my ‘friends’ were now looking like they were about to abandon me… ‘So much for friends’ But how was I going to get out of this grip?! At first, I thought it was another crimson barlog, but I looked up to see a beautiful girl with black wings. She had short, black hair that shined in the moonlight, her wings just as beautiful, and her eyes the color of ebony.

[I]I want to be stronger!

You can’t.

Why not!
Because, it is you…[/I]

‘Well I want to be stronger! No matter what, I will be strong! I won’t give up!’

Maybe they thought I was going to become evil, like most of the fire wizards out there in the world; consumed by the power they had. But I won’t be consumed into that same darkness of power like the rest had been, I just won’t.

As I thought about these things, I noticed I was growing something in my back… I looked back, and strangely enough, there were wings growing on my back. ‘Now that’s just creepy..’

As it grew, the girl let go of me, and I was about to fall, so I tried to use my ‘wings’ to keep me up. It was like having two other arms, but I was able to sustain myself in the air. I looked again at my wings, but strangely, one wing was black, like that girl’s wings, but the other wing was pure white, and my clothes had changed. My hat turned into a Dark Kitten Circlet, my skirt and shirt turned into a Black Requierre, my shoes even turned into Gold Lapiz Sandals, my gloves into a Dark Lorin, and my weapon, into an Evil Wings.

I looked up at the girl again, but it seems that she flown away, her shiny wings beating away to her home…

~Somewhere cold~
“You’ve failed me, Sandya. I hope this is the first and last time you will.” Someone said in a low voice. The room was dimly lit, the darkness shrouding the person’s face.

“I am sorry, master. I did not expect her to transform so quickly.” Sandya answered.

“Well neither did I, but you must now train, to be stronger for the next time…”

“I will master.”

I slowly fell down as my wings became smaller and smaller, back to the balcony, where everyone (that was hiding), was. They slowly came out, and seeing that I was about to faint, yet again, they ran to me to make sure I was okay.

“HI, HI PEOPLES! WATCHA DOIN’?” I heard someone say. I looked up a little to see a cute, tall, bowgirl looking straight at me. She wore a level twenty set of clothes and weapon.

“Dude, shut up, she’s tired,” Kerry said to the mysterious girl.

“Oh! She’s tired?! I have JUST the thing for her! Oh, and by the way, my name is Tiffany!” Tiffany exclaimed.

“You…have just the thing… for me..?” I asked uncertainly, thinking that this little preppy girl might do much more harm then good. Oh, and by the way, did I tell you she was wearing all red? And it seems she was trying to fade it to pink… but then all of a sudden, she hits me with her Balanche crossbow, knocking me out again.

[I]We are chosen to carry the Light’s darkness.
We are merely servants. We don’t deserve to live.
The fact that you have white and black wings…
We, are the Darkness, and you cannot do anything to change that.[/I]

=DDDDDD I finished it (finally) I had mixed thoughts of what I should write for this part, becuz someone told me they didn’t no why I named it the black angel when theres no angels yet =.=” but I have solved it! (I hope it wasn’t too confusing -.-) that’s why it took so long (and that umm 2x exp and stuff…) I found a surfboard (after 3 hours of searching =.=”) and a blue flowery tube (after 2 hours of searching.. =.=” and yes, just ONE) so mehhh im bad luck =’(

1st pix is zak dead, second is me lvling to 56, 3rd is me and my friends killing slimes for tubes XD, 4th is pirotess dying =.=”, and the last one is me dgetting mobbed =O

i gotta go walk now cuz my neighbors want me too and if not they annoy me by making some weird dog noises O.o

6 thoughts on “The Black Angel, part 4”

  1. The pic of you in slimes make you look like a dork lol. Zachary has girly earrings.

  2. ZOMG! i luv this blog, why? cuz its got MUA in it! BUAHAHAHA! i got to knock u out! question: why pink? i know, i know, i like pink. but pink as in the color that archers wear? tsk tsk tsk. thats a terrible fashion statement. pink does not go well with teh colorz that archerz wear, =.=;;

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