Angel Wings

It happened so fast i almost missed it.

Dylan seemed to see something because he slid into a fighting stance. Vincent ripped me from Dylan's back and i was in Vincent's arms, the wind racing through my hair. I looked over his shoulder to see blood splattered on the ground were we had stood before. A few paces away was Dylan tackling a brown blurr. My super-natural eyesight allowed me to see him even though i was so far away already. He kept continuously taking the beatings from the mutant, blood trickling down onto the pavement.I tried to tell him to run but nothing came out. Blood kept pooring out of the wound. I let out a chocked cry. We sped away farther and farther, the scene soon disappearing all together.

I was in shock. I could tell that at least. But i didn't want it to go away. I couldn't feel anything. My head was pressed against Vincents shoulder, i felt myself crying because i was suddenly cold from the wind wipping acrost it. I didn't want to hurt so i just stayed this way, trying to forget.

I lost sense of time. Hours, days, minutes, seconds. I wouldn't know, didn't know. The image was locked into my brain, my eyes tracing the scene forever like some bad sit-com. I had stopped crying long ago, having no more tears to cry.

I guess i didn't know Dylan very well, but he had saved my life. Wasn't that enough? In more ways than not i had started to love him. He had saved my life, and i had destroyed his. How very ironic.