Chapter 15: Crash Landing

Onyx:

“Mam and Pap are almost seven-hundred years, mom and dad are almost four-hundred.” Davyn laughed darkly at my shocked expression as Mikkel pulled me down into his lap.

“But we look so young?” I signed with a weird thumping behind my eyes.

“Our bodies adjust accordingly to our surroundings, so we can blend in with the “Normal” people. Same with Byron and his shadow walkers.” Birgir spoke calmly with a deep rasp as Davyn and him grew closer to me in Mikkel’s lap.

“Oh, don’t forget about Dirk and Junko.” Mikkel laughed deeply against my back as my body began to heat up.

“What about Dirk and Junko?” I signed kind of panicked as my vision grew hazy.

“Dirk and Junko are a hundred and thirty, well, Junko is two years younger, but close.” Davyn laughed with a sneaky hitch as his finger trailed gently down my forearm.

“O” I nodded as the thumping grew in intensity, closing my eyes to relieve the dull pain.

“You okay?” Birgir spoke softly with that deep timber as his hand held mine gently in a warm comfort.

“My head hurts.” I signed slowly, pointing to my temples as the thumping grew harder behind my eyes.

“Let’s get you back in bed.” Mikkel purred softly to my cheek as he stood with me cradled firmly to his chest.

“That’s not fair to you.” My hands shaking as the trio growled lowly in protest.

“You’re still regaining your memory, so it’s hard on your body.” Birgir spoke firmly as we entered in the bedroom with a warm blanket of burning hickory.

The bed was warm as I snuggled into the pillows with a heavy sigh.

“Get some rest.” Mikkel kissed my cheek gently as Davyn and Birgir adjusted the blankets over my body with tender kisses to my forehead.

Comfortably slipping into the vast ocean of darkness.

“Princess.” A deep timbered voice pulled me rapidly through the whooshing darkness, smacking firmly into a cold, slimy floor with a heavy thumping, raging against my body.

Deep hissing encased my senses as scaly fingers, gripped firmly along my hip yanking my body into the blackness. Clawing frantically as my body was dragged roughly along the cold, stone walkway thrusted forward into another black abyss with loud clattering of metal objects.

“Right for the picking.” Another deep timbered voice echoed around my throbbing body as cold grey orbs pierced through the blackness with a deadly glint laced across its gaze.

Opening my mouth trying to ask “What they wanted” but ended with a weird, raspy squeak as a loud, thunderous laugh shook darkly into my bones.

Another set of eyes appeared with its deep blue mixing violently with the grey orbs, slamming my body forcefully into another stone wall.

“My bride.” Fingers wrapped around my neck as my legs kicked and thrashed to break free with a sickening sensation brushing along my thighs.

“Such a shame she has to die.” The other timbered voice spoke coldly as fingers slipped over my hips, slamming my back into the stone wall.

“NO!” My voice cracked from my hoarse throat as the creepy, scaly fingers squeezed harder around my throat.

“Come on Princess, show me what you got.” Those cold grey eyes narrowed into serpent slits as his hot breath, fanned along my neck squeezing tighter with those scaly fingers.

A scream caught violently in my throat as fingers pushed past my sensitive flesh, feeling the sickening grunt vibrate against my chest. Clenching my eyes closed, reminding myself it was a dream, just dream. I need to wake-up.

WAKE-UP!

Dark laughter filled my body as my eyes snapped open to the same darkness with those cold grey eyes and those deep blues, stripping me of my sanity.

“Scream Princess. Scream for Kano and Zek to have mercy.” The dark timbered voice hissed next to my ear, gagging violently as those cold, scaly fingers pushed further into my core.

BIRGIR! DAVYN! MIKKEL!

Body falling violently through the darkness as the fingers and eyes faded away.

“Say “HI” to your lover boys.” The timbered voice laughed mockingly as my body picked up speed, falling faster through the darkness.

“Their deaths will be your fault. Princess.” The other timbered voice laughed darkly as my body slammed into an icy watery grave.

Gasping for breath, sinking slowly below the icy water as my body became heavy like an anchor weight. Reaching for the surface as the darkness swept heavier over my body, clenching tightly to my chest as my mark thumped in a deep wave of heat.

“Run Princess. Run!” That timber voice mocked me as the water filled my lungs, suffocating the life from my limbs.

“Decide Princess, you or “them”?” Dark laughter filled the watery grave as my body drifted into the final darkness.

Gasping as my body shook awake in panic, clenching tightly to my chest as my vision slowly focused on the bedroom filled with warmth swirling heavily with their scents.

Jumping from bed as I ran to the doorway, seeing my trio huddled together on the sofa sleeping soundly with their laptops casting a soft glow along their gentle, chiseled faces.

“They're safe.” I silently sighed, stepping forward to crawl into their warmth.

“Decide Princess, you or “them”?” That dark timber voice haunted me, frozen in place as a heavy weight settled in my stomach.

Taking a deep breath as the tears slowly slipped past my eyes, dripping gently to the hardwood floor as I stepped up behind the sofa. Gently kissing each one with a final “Goodbye”.

“Onyx.” All three spoke softly in their sleep as I closed the door softly.

The snow was falling heavily as my feet carried my weary body into the forest, pushing my body from the ground as my wings carried me high into the frozen atmosphere, heading away to protect “them” from the danger lurking in the darkness.

“Please forgive me.” I cried heavily as my wings pushed me further away from “home”.

A heavy pang filled my body as my mark thumped violently against each thrust of my wings, distancing myself further from my trio to protect them from Kano and Zek.

“Bastards!” I shouted angrily as the sun slowly peaked through the horizon, casting a haunting glow over the vast deep blue ocean.

The once frigid, snow filled air became warm, and tranquil as large tropical islands appeared in the middle of nowhere. Exhaustion tingling through my body as I decided to land for the time being, swooping in not realizing a BOEING 717 was making its approach.

My exhausted wings struggled to maintain my decent in the engine turbulence, sending me spiraling towards the islands, crash landing in the middle of a lagoon with tribal fishermen.

“Tarako! Tarako!” A little girls voice shouted as my limp body was pulled from the warm, watery embrace with a heavy cough.

“Easy. Easy.” A woman’s voice spoke gently as her dark tanned hands, brushed my soaked locks away from my face.

“Aumai le fomai!” Her voice spoke gently in a fierce tone as the boat skidded to a stop in the sandy shore.

“Where…am…I?” I signed slowly as my eyes lolled around in the brisk morning sun.

“Samoa, sweet girl. Samoa Island.” The woman spoke gently as two large, Samoan men in tribal dress helped carry me into a small hut-like structure.

“Tarako!” The elder gentleman spoke shakily as his hands swept gently over my body, covering my naked skin with a soft cloth.

“Can you help her?” The woman spoke with a heavy accent as the elderly man looked at me with pointed eyes.

He nodded firmly as he held a coconut shell, filled with a bitter liquid to my lips.

“Drink.” His tone sharp as the liquid singed my tongue with a bitter after taste.

“Sleep.” He chuckled darkly as my body fell hard into the darkness.