HeartBreak Warfare

Chapter 4

They let me out to fly a few days later. It was heaven to be able to pump my wings in the air, scare birds away, and feel the ocean breeze in my face. The sun felt warm on my bare back, faintly reminding me of my first day of school. That was a better time, but up here flying made all my worries vanish.

My father didn't let me fly alone, of course. He kept me monitored as I made circles and some new tricks to impress the little demon children on the ground. I even had a few winged demons join me in the air, trying to learn all of the things I could do, but my guards quickly shooed them away. At that point it didn't matter to me. Being in the air was so nice that I was in a good mood, the first time in like forever.

I swooped down by the ocean, letting the tips of my wings hit the cool water. I smiled faintly before letting the wind catch my wings again to bring me back up. A warm current ruffled my feathers as I coasted farther out from the land. Banking to the left, I began to climb to bigger heights. I got to the point where it was difficult to breathe and the air was sharply cold, despite the fact that I was closer to the sun. Once I reached my peak, I folded my wings in and plunged for the water.

There were a few screams and shouts as I hit the icy water, but they were lost and I sank deeper and deeper. I opened my eyes. Seeing everything down here was sweet. The water was clear and fish swam around without a care in the world. Of course when I got too close they shot off, but other than that the peaceful scene was undisturbed.

"Well what do we have here?" I cold voice said.

I turned to see a Siren swimming towards me. I knew this girl. She had cropped red hair, black eyes, and was almost as tall as me. She had no legs, but a large fish tail. It could be beautiful or menacing to any eye. Sometimes I saw sparkly scales, and other times a scary, horned tail. She could walk on land like a human, pass unseen and attract no attention, but she would always be a monster to me.

Her name was Avila. I had hunted her family just to placate her. I drove her mad once everyone she once loved was dead. Now I could see in those sly eyes that she had grown since I last saw her. That she was stronger and ready to take me on. Avila smiled, showing a row of deadly teeth.

I smiled darkly in return, feeling my fangs grow out. "Just an ordinary boy who can kill you before you blink."

Avila hissed. "Watch your mouth. You're in my territory now."

She was right. She had the home field advantage, but I could still kill her just as easily as her family.

Now I just had to make her mad enough to charge.

"The sound of your father screaming, begging for his life was such charming music. Maybe you remember. You were there after all." I laughed at the look that crossed her face. "And your brother? Priceless."

She shrieked. I covered my ears at the wail. It was sharp and it hurt. She laughed as she got me to shut up. Then she did the most dangerous thing for me. She began to sing.

The song had no words. No sound. It just spoke to my mind in ways I had never heard it before. No day in my lifetime had I ever heard a Siren sing, nor did I want to. She would kill me dead.

And her song made me want to follow her. It showed me everything I wanted. Things I was never willing to admit.

I wanted a human life, to be born of a human mother and father. I wanted to find a human girl who loved me, marry her and raise children. I wanted my family to be proud of me and my brothers to like me. Most of all I still wanted Blake, no matter how many times I tried to deny it. I still loved her in a way, and I wanted her back.

My lungs ached, but I didn't want to leave this sound that laid out my desires.

I could see our children, flapping their own little wings, doing things that we both could do so well. I saw myself as ruthless demon and yet a loving father. I saw no soul, no care, just love for the girl I wanted.

My chest was on fire.

More pictures of Blake and what could have been. More pictures of my life and how I wanted it to go. How I wanted to strangle the creep Jeremy, or kiss Blake one more time, or just be human with her. Oh how I just wanted her to love me back.

My vision blurred before my mind registered the pain all over me.

It was excruciating. I fought back the images as I attempted to swim towards the surface in time. It was hard to not think about them, but then I felt another being in my head. I thought it was going to drown me too, but instead it helped shove away the grotesque images so I could get there. But this was water, and I couldn't get there as quickly as I could if I was on land.

"Poor Logan can't get there fast enough." Avila sang behind me. I heard the cackling laughter before I was crushed with the weight of my own pain and desires, and then it all went black.

When I woke up I felt like I had been ran over by a semi. At least fifty times before going through a series of meat grinders and werewolf teeth. At first I had no clue where I was, but it slowly came back to me.

Terry had carried me from the water, laid me on the sand while one of the witches revived me. Yes that sounded about right. But who else had helped me in the water? I didn't recognize the person in my mind very well. It was nothing I had ever experienced before. It was like someone taking over my mind, but I was still there. So-scratch that. It was like my mind was making room for them and it was a perfect fit. Like a puzzle piece, but it didn't just fit.

It felt right.

Like who ever was in my mind was supposed to be there or that they had been there forever. Its was so weird, but like in a good way. I have no idea how to explain this to you, but it felt awesome. You can live with that.

I coughed up a mouthful of water. Actually it was more like a stream of water, but you get he point. It took ten minutes before I stopped coughing like, I don't even know what. It hurt my raw throat, like someone had scrubbed it with pointy metal or something.

Lily was at my side in a flash. Normally I would have slapped her, but the genuinely worried look on her face made me soften up a bit.

"Logan! Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just peachy." well with my harsh tone I might as well have slapped her. I felt bad by hurting her so I said, "I'll live" in the best tone I could manage. I mean she had defended me a little bit, you know after back stabbing me in the first place.

Suddenly I puked up blood. Not red human blood I got from Anna, but black blood, which meant that it was mine. Human or not, heaving up blood from your stomach is never a good thing. It meant that not only was I deathly ill, but someone had cursed me. I knew some Sirens had magic, but for Avila to be so powerful…this could be really bad. It takes a lot of strength and power to curse a fully grown and powerful Winged Demon. And the fact that I'm part vampire makes it even more difficult.

And just to add on to this whole soap opera life I'm living right now (Because we all know how much I love drama), I have exactly two weeks to live unless someone is able to remove it, which the chances are very slim if there are any at all.

Man this week has totally sucked.