"Remember mum, as far as everyone knows, I went with you," I stated. She nodded, a tear in her eye.
I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked out of the door.
The air was cold as I walked, whipping around me, biting at any open skin. I was punishing myself for this, for leaving without any proper explanation. How could I describe it? I just felt like I had to leave.
I wasn't a mile from my house when some guys appeared. They wore strange black robes and held knives. They came at me. Wings shot from my back and I beat down powerfully, rising in the air.
I held out my arms and knew my eyes were going completely silver. I looked up and saw the cloud turn grey, clouds swirling, air spinning, lightning crashing down on the men.
They seemed to turn to dust and disappear. They reappeared elsewhere, higher and jumped into my vortex, bits of earth and static touching them. They flew out and landed heavily on the ground.
I felt thoroughly drained.
I crawled towards a house and knocked feebly on the door.
"Help..." I muttered to the person who stood there.