Hey guys, sorry I couldn't post yesterday. I had to take care of my homework and it took me until ten to finish my homework assignment. I probably won't be able to post much today, for I have more homework and a late birthday party. But a few paragraphs is a lot better than nothing, right? Okay now, ON WITH THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!!!!! lol
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Almost Over
Five years passed since the banishment as the Bright Circle rose on a warm and sunny morning in the Mysterious Beyond, not a single cloud in the sky. This was quite rare for the Mysterious Beyond, especially in the morning. Despite this rare occasion, it was the same old routine as every normal day. Far-walkers would be entering or leaving the Mysterious Beyond and Sharpteeth would be hunting for their meals. But the strange thing is that every one in the Mysterious Beyond would wake up at the same time: just before sunrise.
Everyone...except for a certain flyer...
In the deepest cave, a frog croaked...only to get kicked in the top of the head by a large foot. Shocked, frightened and having no idea what had hit him, the frog hopped out of there.
Pterano opened his dark blue eyes, "Morning already?" he mumbled to himself. He yawned, stretching his body out before getting up on his feet and walked towards the opening of the cave. He gazed at the majestic mountains that separated the Mysterious Beyond and the Great Valley. He smiled; almost there. It was exactly two weeks from now that he would return to the Great Valley, to start over, to work things out with the Great Valley Council and his sister and most importantly, to see his nephews and nieces again. "Two more weeks, Petrie...two more weeks."
With that being said, Pterano flew off to the Big Water, searching for his breakfast, just like his normal routine. He heard something splash behind him, which caused him to turn around. A blue fish swimming towards him, totally unaware that it was about to become food. Perfect. Pterano flew up higher, just waiting for the right time to strike.
When the fish was underneath him, Pterano took the opportunity to dive for it, coming back up with the fish in his mouth. He swallowed as he spotted something bigger and better than the fish. He wasn't quite sure what it was, but it sure looked tasty. So he took a dive for it.
With his meal in his claw, Pterano flew back to the beach. He was in for a big surprise...
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Okay that's all for now. I've got alot of things to take care of. I hope you enjoyed so far.
Update: HERE'S HANNAH! lol I'm back! Please enjoy this continuation of Chappie one. PS: Ptyra, I think you're gonna like this part.
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He landed on the beach, taking a seat against a boulder. He held his meal over him and opened his mouth wide...
Only to get sprayed in the face with ink.
"WHAT THE-!!!!" Pterano exclaimed, dropping his meal and spitting out the ink. He looked at his meal and saw that it was a squid.
"I hate squids!!!" he whined, taking the squid and throwing it back into the ocean. No sooner than this, hysterical laughter came from the trees. Pterano sat up. "Who's there?" he scowled, trying to hide his fear.
But the laughing fit continued as Pterano stood up, holding up his claw. "Answer me, or I'll-"
A young flyer, black on the outside, night sky blue on the inside and no crest approached Pterano, still having that laughing fit. "Goodness Pterano, ya do the dumbest things, dontcha old flyer?" he told him with a Texan accent.
"I do not!" Pterano defended, crossing his arms on his chest.
The young flyer chuckled. "Come on, that's the second squid incident you've had so far. And must we not forget that stingray accident when ya first came here."
"I hate those to!"
"You hate everything that can make a fool outta ya." Pterano scoffed in response. "Well old friend, are you gonna gimme a hug or am I gonna have to leave?"
Pterano chuckled, uncrossing his arms and opening them. "Come here, you!"
"Now that's what I'd like to hear!" With that, the young flyer threw his arms around Pterano's neck, hugging him tightly.
The older flyer smiled, wrapping his wings around his waist, pulling him close and enveloping him in a big hug. "How's it going, Devon?"
"It's all good," Devon replied, pulling back, but clutching Pterano's shoulders. "How's the old flyer?"
"Who are you calling old?" Pterano teased. The two flyers laughed, breaking the embrace. They sat next to eachother as Devon handed him a treestar. "Thanks," Pterano said gratefully as he used it to wipe the ink off his beak.
"So whatcha been up to?" Devon asked.
"Oh the same old, just without someone to talk to." the older flyer ruffled Devon's head.
"It's been a while hasn't it?"
"Yeah, two years at the most, am I correct?" Pterano replied.
"Feels more like three." Devon pointed. "I really missed you."
"I missed you too." Pterano suddenly frowned, sighing. Devon seemed to notice this too well.
"You miss your family, don't you?"
"Yeah, I've been missing them a lot lately. I mean, it's been so long since I've last seen them."
"At least your banishment is almost over. I mean, it is the fifth year, right?"
"Yeah."
"Then I think we should go visit them now!" Devon exclaimed. "I sense they're going to be very happy to see you!"
Pterano gave him a small smile. "But I'm not supposed to be there for another two weeks."
"Oh...well...it could be worse right? I mean, at least you weren't banished forever, right?"
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
Devon turned his gaze to the forest, and then back to Pterano. "Anyways, I gotta get goin."
"Same here. I've got to get back to my cave and think."
Devon reached his hand for Pterano's and helped him up to his feet. "Thanks." He then placed a hand on the younger flyer's shoulder. "Devon?"
"Yes...Pterano?"
"During this...umm...exile," the older flyer spoke. "I don't know what in the world I would do without you."
"You'd probably get squirted in the face with ink at every meal." Devon teased.
Pterano chuckled, showing a proud fatherly smile towards his dear friend. "You," he rubbed his shoulder tightly. "You and that sense of humor that keeps me going." He pulled the younger flyer into a tight hug. "Thanks for being there for me, son."
Devon opened his eyes wide before closing them and wrapping his arms around the red flyer. Come to think of it, Pterano was a kind of like a father figure to him. He felt his friend's hands rub up and down his back and then his arms tighten around him, pulling him closer. "I love you..." Pterano whispered.
Devon let a tear fall from his eye; Pterano, you have no idea how much those words of yers mean to me. He clutched onto the older flyer, never, ever wanting to let go and nuzzled his shoulder. They stayed that way as a gentle breeze went through their wings.
They finally broke the hug, smiling fondly at each other. "See ya around?" Devon offered.
Pterano placed a gentle claw on the younger flyer's cheek, smiling proudly. "You bet." he replied, stroking his cheek with his claw. He allowed his claw to fall from Devon's cheek, to his shoulder and then to his arm before he turned around and spreaded his wings.
"Don't go bumping into trees on the way, Pterano."
He laughed before taking off, leaving Devon to his own thoughts. Devon spreaded his wings and headed for the forest. He landed next to a tree, taking off a tree star and stuffing it into his mouth.
"S' about time..."
This caused Devon to jump in fright, spitting out his treestar. Up on the tree branch above him stood a brown flyer, no crest and sharp teeth. "H-hey, Dad!" Devon stuttered nervously.
"So I see you're a very close friend of his, hmm?" Sierra asked him in a fake friendly tone, landing in front of Devon.
"Yeah, he's not as mean as you say he is," the younger flyer replied, before smiling as he watched as Pterano flew off in the distance. "This place must've knocked some sense into him." He chuckled, only to get cut off when his father slapped him, knocking him against a tree, leaving scratch marks on his face.
"Snap out of it, will ya? Pterano's not our friend, he's our enemy!" Sierra snapped, clenching his fists. "You remember the routine."
Devon looked down disappointingly. "Oh that..."
"Those brats should be here in a few days" Sierra reminded. "and then you're to lead them to a pack of Sharptooth." He picked up a pointy rock and grasped it. "and I will take care of that Pterano."
Devon gasped in horror. Sierra pulled his son to his feet, putting an arm around him. "We do this, and my revenge will be complete and you will have your freedom." Devon gasped again, not knowing what to do.
"Just tell me where that Pterano lives and I'll deal with him tomorrow."
Devon's heart pounded in his chest, pondering over what to do. If he did tell Sierra, he'd be free, but if he didn't...well...let's just say he won't live to see another day. He sighed. He really didn't wanna do this...
"He went to his cave...to do a little thinking."
Sierra switched to the other side of Devon."Oh, and where is that, my dear boy...?"
That night, Pterano stood at the opening of his cave, watching as the stars twinkled in the night sky. The stars looked exactly like they did the night he was banished. Even the Night Circle didn't look that much different either.
Pterano snapped out of his thoughts when he spotted something in the corner of his eye: a blue flying rock, similar to the so called "Stone of Cold Fire" he and his henchmen had gone after five years earlier. He sure wasn't going to go there again. He couldn't help but chuckle as a small smile appeared on his face. He closed his eyes, tilting his head back as a warm breeze went through his wings.
He opened his eyes before yawning, noticing he was getting sleepy. So he headed into the cave and rested for the night, not even noticing the storm forming in the distance...
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Whew, a lot of typing...
Well now, I hope you've enjoyed this extremely long chappie. G'night every one!
