Snow Dust:
Chapter Eleven: Fallen Angel Hear My Cry

Staring up at a set of golden gates, Yuki stood wide-eyed. “What is this?” she asked Ravid, who was beside her. Her eyes looked away from the gates and to what lie behind them: a large city standing on nothing what mists of white and gray. Buildings with columns and no real doors, back from ancient Roman times, were cluttered together. And one structure stuck out among them all. Above the entrance steps three large S’s were plastered.

“Say it with me,” the angry Ravid said, stepping up beside her. The sound of thunder grew louder and lighting lit up the dark sky.

“What?” Yuki questioned, not looking away from the palace.

“Snow, angel dust, falling off their wings,” Ravid closed his dark eyes and began to recite the famous poem that had started the whole journey.

“Curing any pain that anyone on Earth may have. That’s why, when it snows, after it all melts away,” Yuki joined in, her memory, the Cloud past, unraveling its self to her. “All the plants and all the flower come back, their colors more vibrant then before. Because of the healing…”

Inside one of the many coliseums, Raidyn and Samuru stood watching the children recite the destruction of Clouds.

“No! Samuru! What are we going to do?” Raidyn cried out as the end of the lullaby came near.

“How should I know?” the god questioned, bitter about his loss.

Yuki opened her eyes, nothing had happened and it was over. She stood on the white fluff staring at the Golden Gate. Beyond the bars columns of houses and large towers looked over the two teens. Why hadn’t the lullaby worked?

“It’s not open?” Yuki questioned, tracing her fingers over the rods.

“”Recite it…” Ravid said, reassuring himself and what his father had said. But, it hadn’t worked. Maybe only Yuki was supposed to recite it.

Yuki’s blue eyes turned to the demon angel, confused, “What?”

“Just you… recite it, and no matter what, keep going!” Ravid said, listening to the cutting sounds of the sky. A crack of thunder bellowed in the blackening sky. “Now Yuki, said it now!” he yelled, frantic at the loud crashed above the two. His father wasn’t happy for his betrayal.

“Oh… okay… Umm Snow, angel dust, Falling off their wings,” she began, watching the rain drench the back of Ravid’s figure.

“Son! What are you doing?” Raidyn’s voice boomed, his face soon appearing in the clouds.

“Curing any pain that anyone on earth has,” Yuki’s eyes grew twice their size, but she continued her duty.

Ravid narrowed his eyes as his black wings popped out of his back. Off he flew, into the sky. “Fixing the doubt and pain you’ve caused!”

Ravid formed a weapon out of the condensation around him, pointing an arrow at the pale grey sky, where his father’s face was,

Chuckling, Raidyn laughed with hysteria, “Please, do not abase me with common mortals, Ravid. I am the one that taught you that trick.”

“You think so?” Father, never doubt what a fallen angel can do!” he screamed, pulling back his hands and arrow and aiming.

“Really?!” Raidyn’s figure came out of the sky, causing the clouds to blacken, just like when Ravid’s wings stormed out. The place of warmth and beauty was turning into a horrible black soul, surrounded with fighting. “How do you kill an angel?”

Ignoring his father’s words, Ravid shot. You take their wings…

Fiddling with the words, careful not to say the wrong lines, Yuki went on, watching the father and son fight. “That’s why, when it snows, after it all melts away…”

“Stop there, Angel of Destiny—Yuki say no more.” A new voice came out of the sky. Only this time, it was from behind the magnificent gates.

“A…l…alll—” Yuki stuttered.

“Don’t listen to him, Yuki, keep going,” Ravid shouted over the crazy roar of the thunder and pouring rain.

Taking a deep breath, Yuki was almost finished, but the second voice came again. “Yuki, now, now, you don’t want to upset one of the Gods… would you?” Samuru’s voice echoed in her ears, it seemed so familiar to her. With rain pounding on her head and the clashes of Ravid and Raidyn in the sky, she couldn’t focus, and so the thunder stopped. With the pause, Yuki could see a man behind the gates, holding a snow globe-like object in his hands.

“Yuki, you must stop, or you will rue the day,” Samuru snorted, tossing the crystal ball, surrounded by speckles of white, in the air, only to fall back into his palm.

Turning around, Ravid tried to help her, but his father made sure he couldn’t interrupt. “Yuki—just keep going!” was all the fallen angel could say before his father took another strike.

The roll of thunders crashed in the sky, rumbling Yuki’s head. All of the voices and noises were confusing.

The fights of arrows and martial arts moves continued through the black clouds, leaving her to the god in front of her.

“…of the plants—”

“Now, now, what did I just tell you? I didn’t take Adam’s wings just for you to bring that wretched power!” his voice grew louder as did the thunder and this time, lightning struck. His broad body faded away as he passed through the gates’ entrance. He reappeared in front of her, holding the snow-stained glass.

Fighting back the fear, Yuki said another line, “And flowers come back…” she chocked, trying not to say anything except the verse of the gate-opening song.

“Now, see this,” Samuru held up the glowing silver-blue ball. “These are Adam’s wings, trapped tight away. My trophy.”

How am I supposed to continue? Yuki thought to herself, stepping away from the monstrous god.

“Their- colors more vibrant than before…”

“And Yuki, if you finish (crack) that little song of yours, I will gladly steal your wings too.”

Taking another step back, she tried to count the letters that were left, but it was too hard with so much going on around her. “Becauseofthe healing thattheangels brought, stepoutside, feelthem callingyou, thewhispers, Angel’sDust...” she jumbled the words together, trying to talk as fast as Kiyoshi on a bad day, but it wasn’t fast enough, Samuru’s ball disappeared and he reached for the angel. A fluff of white cut his reach and Ravid’s body flew down beside him. The fallen angel grunted, unable to move.

“Well, you don’t want to listen,” Samuru rubbed his forearm, where the arrow had struck him, and took a hold of Yuki’s long purple hair,

“Fall-ing, fal—falling,” Yuki stuttered, wincing through the pain of her ripping locks.

“And I won’t have to go through this ever again,” Samuru pulled her hair, making her body come closer to him and reached for her back. Sprouting out were little stubs, feathered and a pure shade of white “Bye!”

An inch away from her back, Yuki’s body flew forward, chopping most of her long hair off. A boy screamed, talking Yuki’s place in front of Samuru.

“Ravid?” Yuki asked, stumbling down, beginning to fall through the soaking clouds, causing her entire body to become even wetter with the horrid rain.

She mumbled the last few words, “...For you.” Before she was finished, she saw Trent’s limp body thumping against the clouds, his eyes closed, and Samuru holding a pair of feathers, wings, that were held tight in his hands, but slowly beginning to fall apart.

“Trent!” Yuki screamed, feeling the weight of the world falling along side her, only it was weightless—her body stopped mid-air and the cry of Samuru echoed throughout the sky—great roars of thunder shock the earth.

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A/N: Well, sorry for the long long wait, but it's finally up! Hope you had fun and keep reading :D