Finally Chapter 3!
The sad, yet headstrong pink eyed flyer
The day began like any other, the Pink eyed flyer opened his eyes to look at the sky above, but today just like the several, it was dark, and depressing. Only a year old the Pink eyed flyer knew the only thing that would fall from this kind of a sky would be sky-water…but the Pink eyed flyer would be wrong, and what would fall from the sky this day would almost certainly destroy his one chance at a normal childhood.
The sky began to darken and started to change color: from a dull grey, to a deep, dark, almost blood red. Then the wind began to pick up, and the trees began swaying, but before anyone on the tiny island landmass, could utter a cry for help, it began.
The red sky blew apart and in it’s place were dozens of tiny flying rocks, but each had enough power to destroy a small forest, so when hundreds began to slam into the ground on this island, all the living inhabitants started to run and scream in terror, many leaving their young ones to either die from the sudden and deadly impact of flying rocks, or die from the raging fire that started soon after.
“How could…anyone do that?” asked Ali feeling tears of her own welling up in her crystal blue eyes. Then the Pink eyed flyer continued his story “Well needless to say my mother had other plans….she picked me up and immediately took flight, but just as she managed to get into the air……she …was…."
The Pink eyed flyer was beginning to cry, and realizing this would interrupt the story, he held his breath and willed back the tears, and with his sad, but controlled voice, continued again.
"She took a flying rock in her back killing her instantly, now I know what your thinking 'How could a flyer only one year old…remember something like this’ But I assure you seeing your mother die in front of your eyes as she tries to save your life….is something…..you …never…..forget.”
The Pink eyed flyer then sat in silence with Ali and Littlefoot watching him cry in silence…they could tell he was trying to put up a strong front…..but they could tell all he wanted to do was cry….so Littlefoot stood up and said “I’m going tell the others were you are, but not to disturb you…..I hope you feel better.”
In truth talking about what happened so long ago was making him feel better, but part of him was still screaming on the inside wanting someone to cry with him. But by this time Littlefoot had left, and leaving him and Ali all he heard was the Thundering Falls behind him and as he turned to the falls he noticed something odd, his mirror reflection was split in half, and knew what it meant: until he found someone to share his pain and anguish with, his heart would never properly heal.
Then in his self-secluded silence the voice began to speak again ëTime can heal most wounds, but YOU must choose when that time comes, and how to understand it. Until that time you heart will be filled with turmoil and your anger won’t disappear…and if you don’t learn to properly channel that rage…..IT….WILL….KILL…YOU!!!!’ The flyer didn’t have the strength to reply, all he did was stand at the edge of the water and cry….
A few minutes later…..
After Littlefoot returned to the elders and her friends…..he didn’t tell them anything about what the flyer said, but just as he was telling the others not to bother the flyer the flyer and Ali stepped out into the clearing, letting the shine radiate off his face, and what surprised Littlefoot the most was the fact that he was smiling with a look of pride in his pink eyes, and as he let out a light hearted laugh, and said
“Who wants to play a game?” Ali walked over to Littlefoot, and whispered “What game do you want to play Littlefoot?” Littlefoot calmly said “Hey Cera!!” “How about a head smashing contest?” he said with a sly look on his face. “Well what are we waiting for…..let’s start playing!” cried Cera and the Pink eyed flyer almost simultaneously.
After that little outburst everyone was looking at the flyer with widened eyes, and almost scared looks on there faces and then Petrie’s mother then said “Are you crazy kid, you could really hurt yourself!” this of course prompted the quick response “I can handle myself, however if I were you Cera…” said the flyer as he turned to her “….you might want to give it your best shot…..you might just lose….”
The Pink eyed flyer then let another loose chuckle escape his lips and took his stance in the center of the field, spread his wings, completely straightened out his tail, and said “What are you two waiting for…white ground sparkles?” And with that comment both Littlefoot and Cera jumped into the middle of the clearing as well and lowered their heads and prepared to charge.
Cera was first and just before she made contact, the flyer bowed his head, and then a loud crack filled the air. The sound that followed was one of awe and surprise…..everyone was not only surprised, but confused…..
Cera wasn’t sure at first what was keeping her from moving any farther than where she was when she collided with the Pink Eyed flyer, but he hadn’t moved at all since she rammed him at full speed! “How…are….you….not moving.” The flyer looked up at her with those pink eyes and said
“Look at my feet.” Cera did as she was told, and as she did she noticed his feet were dug into the dirt. So deep even that he had left depressions where he moved from. 'So we did move...just not that far!' Cera said to herself
The shock overtook her body forcing her to jump back and say “That’s not fair!” the flyer looked up to meet Cera eye to eye, and said in reply: “I can’t help it if I’m better than you at something.”
That of course was the wrong thing to say to a three-horn, as she cried a battle cry and charged again, but just as the Pink Eyed flyer was getting ready for another collision, Cera pulled a fast one and dodged to the side and rammed him with her tail. This threw the flyer off balance and she hit him at full force from behind. The flyer rolled on the ground landing in front of Littlefoot, and said
“That was a sneaky trick Cera….just so you know turn-about IS fair play!!!” Then Littlefoot walked over to Ali now knowing he would never get his turn and asked “What did you say to him to get him to change like that….when I left it looked like he was going to cry, but now he’s actually having fun with total strangers.”
Just as Ali was about to answer Littlefoot, the duo heard a scream and a splash. They with the others in the clearing ran forward to see just what happened. Of course Cera was standing at the edge trying to justify her actions.
“I swear it was an accident I didn’t even hit him that hard!” Of course everyone saw the bubbles in the pool of water beginning to slow and finally they stopped…
'Oh no!’ thought Cera “I…I…” She never got a chance to finish her sentence, for at that very moment the surface of the water burst like a bubble, and as everyone was recovering from the shock, a shadow blocked out the sun in the clearing and Ali cried “In the sky!”
She was seeing it again, but this time she knew it was for real. The exact same flyer with his wings spread, blocking the sun letting only his pink eyes shine through like a pair of sharpteeth ready to go in for the kill, but instead of attacking he smiled and gave a light hearted laugh and slowly lowered himself onto the ground, and began to speak, but this time his voice was clear and friendly as he said
“You are my heart, and I am your claws….This is the way of a Guardian….”
