Hey guys, sorry for the LOOOOOOOOOONG wait! Got sidetracked with STUPID SCHOOL WORK!!!
Sheesh! I used to update like every few days and now I only update once a month! That friggin sucks! I need to write more! But maybe if I had more reviews, that might help. I'm not forcing or anything! But if you guys can, please review my stories as soon as you can. That might help get me back on track.
So anyway here's part four.
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Part 4: Meta-WHAT??
It's been at least a good two days and Pterano remained unconscious. Petrie and Mama Flyer were beginning to get worried but they didn't want to turn him in. But soon enough, they ended up turning to Mr. Thicknose for help. Two hours later, he lifted his head after examining the red flyer. "I've seen this many times." he claimed in a soft voice.
"Is he alright?" Mama Flyer asked, clenching her hands together in hope.
"You say he's been out cold for days, am I correct?" Mr. Thicknose returned, not really answering her question.
"Yeah."
"And he did save Ducky, right?"
"Well yeah. That's what I saw." she replied, rubbing her hands together.
"Then he must be going through a metamorphosis."
Mama Flyer's worried look turned into a confused one, trying to figure out what Mr. Thicknose meant. "Come again?" she said.
"A metamorphosis. It happens when you've redeemed yourself." Mr. Thicknose explained.
"So that mean he be okay?" Petrie asked hopefully.
Mr. Thicknose sighed in disappointment. "I'm afraid I can't answer that question." So much for wishful thinking. "It's all up to him. If he makes it through the State of Unconsciousness and conquer the enemy inside him, there will be a whole new Pterano. But if he doesnt, he'll die."
A few more hours later, Mama Flyer and her children surrounded the red flyer. The siblings were sniffing, and Petrie was sobbing against his dear uncle's shoulders. Mama Flyer placed her hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, Petrie. He's a tough old flyer." she reassured in her softest motherly voice. "He'll make it through this...he has to."
Those words helped the little flyer a tiny bit, and he calmed himself down. But he was still worried, as Pterano was still his one and only uncle after all.
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Dream sequence
In a pitch black hole in the ground, you could hear a couple of clicks, and you can barely see a small creature move out of the dirt and crawl on a hard surface that felt nothing like the dirt surroundings. As if on cue, the surface gave a jerk and a red hand flicked the small creature from the hard surface. A cough was also heard and the hand belonged to a creature the size of a tall tree compared to the small creature. "Stupid spiders." Pterano muttered, wiping the dirt off himself.
"Psst."
That voice snapped the red flyer out of his thoughts. He could have swarn he heard a whisper, but he shrugged it off, thinking it was only his old imagination.
"Psst, Pterano! Up here."
There was that voice again...that little girl's voice? That's what the voice sounded like and it came from up above. A vine fell down from above, landing in his lap. Pterano didn't really say anything, he just observed the vine before gazing up at the hole opening in confusion. "Climb up, Pterano." the voice told him.
He sighed, brushing himself free from the dirt. He tested the vine, making sure it was stable enough to hold him. He jumped, grabbing the vine and pulled himself off the ground. His feet fallowed suit, curling themselves around the vine, providing a "step" for him to use.
By the time he reached the top, he crawled himself onto the grass-wait a minute! Grass? Wasn't the ground, like, full of dirt and sticks and leaves that fell from the trees last time he checked. And speaking of the trees, where were they? Instead of a forest, Pterano was now staring at a grassland, full of nothing but hills of grass. Maybe some flowers here and there, but other than that, grass practically took over the field. The sky was clear now and the sun shone bright on his skin. There wasn't even a cloud in the sky, save for the two tiny ones in the north. They were hardly noticable. Behind him sat a lake full of pure clean water. "Beautiful isn't it?" that voice asked, giving the red flyer such a startle that he fell back into the hole...or at least the hole that used to be there before that too was replaced by the grasslands.
A small, pink, juvienile flyer landed on his beak, staring at him in the eye, and thus showing off her eyelashes, indicating that she was female. Her short crest indicated that she was in Pterano's species and her pink body was as bright as the sun. Her belly was as red as the rose and her neckring was as blue as the sky. Oh she was beautiful alright. She burst out laughin. "Oh Pterano, you get scared so easily, don't you old flyer?" she teased, nudging him before landing on the ground beside him.
"Uhh...yeah, I guess." he shook his head, sitting up. "But first things first-"
"Come on, Pterano! I'll show you around!" she interrupted, taking his hand to emphasize that she was pretty excited already. She let go and took off towards the north.
"Wait! I need to know-" he was interrupted by the little flyer yet again.
"Are you coming or what?"
Pterano sighed in annoyance. "Oh dear," he muttered to himself before standing up. "Yes, oh impatient one!" He then took off to fallow her, wondering where on earth she was going.
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