Life On Wings - Us and Them

(1) Life On Wings - Us and Them

Another strange little story I came up with. But I quite like it and I hope you will too. Please Vote and Comment. Give me ideas... you know any help is greatly appreciated.

Chapter 1

The wind is a powerful element. An element which gives me, my kind and our enemies life and the wings on our backs purpose. Soundwaves hurried around me. "Don't forget the arrows"; "Have you seen their leader..."; "Where is my daughter? Have you seen her?". Gosh, for once I just wished I didn't have an over protective mother. Everywhere I went... "Where do you think you're going young lady?"; "Who will be there?"; "Be back before sunlight!". On and on and on and on... nah na nah na nah. Nag, nag, NAG!

I spread out my beautiful wings. Atleast I thought they were beautiful. They were royal blue with a black outline and silver streaks. Around here, they were abnormal and ugly. I looked around at all the others with their perfectly shaped dark as night coloured wings with dark streaks. Their wings didn't stand out, my parent's wings definitely didn't stand out... so why did mine? Why did I have to be so different? Why was I the outcast and social pariah. Nobody looked at me, let alone talked to me. Even my brothers treated me horribly around their friends - though I knew they loved me and they showed, it in the privacy of our home- it still hurt anyway.

Beating my wings frantically I sped towards my mother who was waiting near the old litchi tree that was our home. It's fruit were the strangest mixture of sweet and sour I had ever tasted and the whole clan could survive off its fruit during Spring and Summer. The east coast of South Africa is also known for its banana trees and we loved playing in the banana tree forests that lined the beautiful beaches. While us pixies lived in the trees and making our homes among the roots, the fairies made their hut-like, leafy homes within the sugar cane fields and shrubs. In the summer, when it came time for harvesting the sugar cane they moved into the shrubs, closer to us. This was when the wars got more intense and there was constant fighting between us and them.

How I wish the fairies were the peaceful, delicate things that humans had pictured. How wrong they are though. Fairies are territorial savages who hunt us just because they can. Noboby even remembers why. It's like the hatred between us is ingrained at birth.

A hand was waving in front of my face. "Darling, Ryane, are you okay?"

"Sure mom. I was just thinking..."

"I understand. It's nearly Summer. Everyone is thinking. I just wish I didn't have to let your brothers go. Theyre still so young..." My mother broke out crying. I flittered up to her and put my arm around her. My twin brothers had turned eighteen in the autumn, which meant they had just missed war duty, but they were eligible this season.

The twins were also the most eligible bachelors among the pixies. Our parents had been struggling farmers until the twins got noticed. What with their medium brown hair with pretty red streaks and gorgeous maroon coloured wings, all the girls were fluttering after them like love-sick butterflys. Both had muscular bodies and were excellent fighters, which I had pointed out to my mother time and time again, but she never listened. There is a difference between hearing and listening, and in my family hearing was the more common.

"Firenze! My lovely flower, are you alright?" That's when 'daddy Brenton' rushed up and led my mother away from me. It happened so often, I was used to it. Everything that went wrong in this family was blamed on me. Mother cried - bad Ryane. Brother couldn't get the girl he wants - bad Ryane. Daddy - who made me call him Brenton -couldn't become a politician - bad Ryane. It was always my fault and I hated it. So many times I had thought of running away, running from my problems, from my family and all their issues. I had done nothing to deserve it. It was like they all thought their lives would be better off without me. Lately, I agreed. Heaven knows my life would feel a lot more useful if I had to just leave and never come back. But I didn't, because I knew that somewhere deep down my mother did care and she would worry.

I turned around and flew back to the little shrub I had been sitting on. I was only six inches tall, so the braches held my weight with no problem. I was also skinny as a stick, that's why everyone called me twiggy, like the famous human model.

I had just settled in when the air around me was diplaced and I was lifted off my perch by four strong hands. Hands that were attached to the boddies of two laughing, identical twins. "ADEN! EDAN! LET ME GO!" I practically screeched in their collective ears. They just laughed harder. "I swear, if you do not let me go RIGHT NOW I am going to personally make sure you both cant fly for a WEEK!" As usual they just laughed and flew faster. But I was the fastest flyer in the clan, so I decided I'd give them a flight for their money.

Zipping up into the air I just about dragged them up and sped down. They had let go so I grabbed their arms and pulled them down with me as I sped toward the ground. Aden actually started screaming as we got closer. About two feet above the ground I stopped abruptly and they flopped forward, pale as sheets. Laughing, I gently made my way down and placed them on the soft sand.

"Oh, dear brothers of mine, you are both a bunch of pansies. Brenton should have named you Blossom and Bloom." Edan growled at me and got to his feet. I laughed, I loved teasing them in public. "You both are truly getting old. I think you can escape having to go to war on the simple fact that you have both aged way beyond your years. Hey grandaddys. I always did want one, and now I have two!" I smiled sweetly at them.

People had started to gather around us, obviously having witnessed my awesome aerial skills. Someone snickered and they all packed up laughing. Someone called out,"Hey fire dudes, I think Twiggy just capsized you guys." Everyone laughed but for no more than four seconds because suddenly Jedrek was standing in our midst like a cold, muscled tower. "Perhaps you two need to do some more strength training, eh boys. Or I'd have to enlist Ryane instead. She atleast has some strength in her small body and brains in her tiny head."

I wasn't sure whether to take that as a compliment or an insult. I decided on insult because I just plain didn't like Jedrek. He gave me the creeps.

"Listen mate, I don't care for you insulting my brothers and myself. So buzz off and leave us to our fun. Got it?" I was glaring at him and he just opened his eyes wide, as I he was innocent.

"Did I insult you, your highness?" He smirked at me. This a*s was laughing in my face and making fun of my name. I stretched up to my full six inches and stepped up to him, looking right into his dark brown eyes.

"Yes. You have insulted my family and I for years and I'm sick of it. Why? What did we ever do to you? Not that I care, but it would be nice to know why you and your huge ego tail us like stink on a dung beetle." There where 'oooh's' and 'burn's', and Jedreks face turned an ugly shade of orange, his darkest orange wings fluttering angrily.

"You. Will. Pay. I will not take that insult lying down and I will warn you, you will hate what's coming your way. I shall take great pleasure In ripping your world apart. Mark my words little Twiggy. You will pay, dearly."

"Aw, look I'm shaking in my shoes. Get over yourself." He took off into the air. Turning around I saw that besides my brothers I was alone. "Well that was pleasant." Edan shook his head and came and gave me a hug.

"You should have just left it. He's very influential and can do anything he wishes and nobody would try stop him."

"I know, but someone has to start. Jedrek will end up replacing the king if we are not careful, he is powerful and influential enough." Aden and Edan put their arms around my shoulders and we walked back to our home in one of the roots of the old litchi tree.

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