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." W....e u...."

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"Wa......e .....p"

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"I s....a....d, wake..... up..."

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"Wake up, already!!"

"...!"

My body abruptly jerked from being startled by a peculiar voice trying to awaken me... Who is calling to me? It's not Felix. Definitely not Jaime. Savio still can't make out coherent sentences yet, so it can't be him... I don't recognize this voice at all. I never heard it before. Not once in my life. Answers won't come to me if I continue to lay here trying to process who's voice this is if I don't pry my damn eyelids open to see who it belongs to. Opening up my eyes was becoming a strenuous task thanks to the intolerable pain from the pounding throb in my left leg.

...

...Now that I bring that up I don't have a clue on what happened that night. The last thing I recall was preventing Savio from getting crushed, and that I briefly felt the impact when the tree fell on me shortly before blacking out. I wonder if...-- No. There's no way my leg even remotely came out unscathed from that. The weight alone had to have been enough to ampu- ...It doesn't matter... What's done is done. It's in the past. I just need to know if Savio is alright after what happened. And I need to see who's trying to awaken me.

I winced in agony as I attempt to open my eyes. The throb in my leg was beating like a drum. Honestly, can't say I've felt worse pain than this other than that one incident that transpired months ago. As soon as my eyes were open I was taken aback when I saw who was in front of me...

"Hmph! It's about time."

I was stunned. I have to be dreaming because it appears that the voice whom was trying to awaken me previously was... my past self?

"Took you long enough. Hope you enjoyed your beauty rest." She scoffed and huffed through her nostrils. If I was being honest right now, I'd say that I don't ever recall being this taunting. But damn it's been such a long time that I don't have recollection of some of my behavior as a Wyngling. Other than being incessantly aggravated by anyone who even tried to come near me.

Her arms were crossed while her manner felt as if she was heavily peeved at something. Wouldn't hurt to ask but I'm not expecting a benevolent tone coming out of her tongue. This is my past self after all.

"Mind telling me what your deal is? 'Cause you're looking kind of pissed there."

She briefly stayed silent. "Your choices."

I cocked a brow at her response. What did she mean by 'my choices'?

"You're lucky nothing severe came out of that" she spat at me. "That son of yours cost you your own leg. A good-for-nothing is what he is... Hmph. At least he was smart enough to act fast and got help from that green Wyngro you talk to every now and then."

Guess that partly answers my question for what followed afterwards that night..

She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Still... Little one should've stayed inside that stupid cabin instead of following your spiky butt out in to the woods. Especially that late in the night. Nothing but a no-good kid you have." She scorned and gave another eye-roll.

"However, your first born nailed the bar at being just as worthless if not ungrateful..."

Hearing my young self speak about my sons like that made me put on a scowl. Who the fuck does she think she is? How could she think what transpired is Savio's fault? And why does she believe that Felix is worthless and ungrateful?

"You think my sons are useless...?" I gave a low growl. "It wasn't Savio's fault that this happened! None of it was!! I was sensing three vibrations at the time, and that thing was only there for a quick moment to clearly stir up some trouble and being the cause of the result that you see now!"

"Not only that" I proceeded, "but he was scared out of his mind! He was petrified to even move a damn muscle!! It was either save my son's life or let him perish under the weight of that god damn tree!! I was not going to let that last one happen!"

I inched closer to lock eye contact with her and gave a snarl. "And what the hell do you think makes my first born worthless AND ungrateful?"

"You really want to know?"
"Yes. I fucking want to know!"

She shrugged at me as she tapped her claw against her elbow.

"Let's begin with the very fact that he abandoned his family and his own sibling who wasn't even born yet. All because he was upset with daaadyyy."

I could feel my blood boiling hearing her end that sentence mockingly. I clutched my claws trying to get a grip on my temper or else my Fire Magic could possibly spawn out of control since I'm not actually awake, but it could force me out of whatever the hell this is.

"He was angry, alright?!" I raised my tone at her.
"And you think that should excuse his actions?"
"N-No, but-"
"He left his father, left his unborn brother, his aunt who was still around at the time, and he left YOU."

I resisted the tears welling up as I grew angrier and tried to surpress the memory of how crestfallen I felt back then. My mouth was beginning to quiver to the point I had trouble making out with words.

"That bastard deserved a punishment for ditching his own family who loved him! But NOOO. You just have to be that typical forgiving mother letting it become water under the bridge despite his actions!! He hurt you and Jaime!"

I roughly grit my teeth, still trying to hold back the tears.

"He didn't mean to...!"
"But he did!!" She yelled at me. "He was the closest to you! You took him to your magic classes, shared some fish that you would catch in a river stream with him, you gave him your scarf you received from Heartkindle. But in the end, you still didn't matter to him!!"

She looked away, thoughtfully. "Funny now that I mention that last part- that sounds like something your sister did. You know? The one and only Wyngro whom you ever really saw as your own sibling? And she just simply got up and left the family completely. You're still broken up about that, but you refuse to let it show. Pretty sad, isn't it?"

...

I couldn't think of anything to say... I lowered my head, teeth still gritting and still resisting the tears. "What's your fucking point bringing up any of this?" I immediately shot my head back up and glowered at her. "TELL ME!! What is the reason for you bringing any of this shit up!?"

"The life we wanted originally..." she grimaced.
"What life?"
"Don't you remember? We told ourself that when we grow up that we refused to allow anyone into our life or else they would've been holding us back! We didn't want to face any emotional hardships that would come our way if we allowed other Wyngrew into our lives! Things we didn't want to deal that would've damaged us otherwise. Our life could've been perfect!"

"Now look at you..." her grimace shifted into a fierce glare. "Dealing with all sorts of crap all because of the family you started with the blue dum-dum. We could've had it all. Our life would've been so much better without them."

"...No. It wouldn't." I lift my head up staring at my young self solemnly.

"What do you mean it wouldn't? It's better than dealing with all of this unnecessary drama storm!" Her cheeks were puffed almost like she was pouting.

"Perhaps." I took a breath, "But, I realized how miserable and lonely I would've been without my family and Jaime. Yes, that was my plan back then. To not allow anyone in to my life because I feared of being betrayed, feared of being abandoned by those whom I cared for deeply, and fearing how I would handle any of it."

I averted eye contact with my young self before looking back at her. "But I know for a certainty that I have no regrets with the choices I've made with my life. Regardless of the shit I have to face. I'm fortunate that I'm not dealing with it alone. And that's all I need."

"So you can take your salt attitude and shove it elsewhere. I'm satisified with my life and I'll never give it up. Ever."

She stared and shook her head at me in disgust. "Fine... Whatever. Stay miserable for all I care." My young self had her back turned, seemingly ready to depart. Seems to me she's giving up on this pointless conversation that she brought up.

My young self paced few steps forward. She slightly turned her head to face me, "I wonder how you'll help your youngest deal with what he had to witness that night..."

Part of her began to gradually dissipate piece by piece. Before I knew it, she was completely gone. And soon I felt myself waking up...

I slowly opened up an eye and groaned in discomfort from the pulsating sensation in my left leg. I woke up to find myself back in the cabin, albeit in the living room. I tried to move to get in a comfortable position to ease the throb but felt weight on both sides of my wings.

I gazed to my left and saw Felix sleeping against me. There were dried tear stains that left a trail on his cheeks. Must've been crying endlessly over me...

On my right side was Jaime who was asleep and also layed against me. Rodimus was resting on his lap, and Chayo was sleeping beside Jaime. I clearly made them worry over me. And it was my fault. But it makes me relieved that they're here next to me.

Everyone was here.

Everyone... but Savio...

I looked around until I spotted him curled up in the corner of the living room, body faced away where he wouldn't have to look at us if he were to awaken. Or maybe... it's to avoid looking at me...

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." W....e u...."

.......

"Wa......e .....p"

......

"I s....a....d, wake..... up..."

...

"Wake up, already!!"

"...!"

My body abruptly jerked from being startled by a peculiar voice trying to awaken me... Who is calling to me? It's not Felix. Definitely not Jaime. Savio still can't make out coherent sentences yet, so it can't be him... I don't recognize this voice at all. I never heard it before. Not once in my life. Answers won't come to me if I continue to lay here trying to process who's voice this is if I don't pry my damn eyelids open to see who it belongs to. Opening up my eyes was becoming a strenuous task thanks to the intolerable pain from the pounding throb in my left leg.

...

...Now that I bring that up I don't have a clue on what happened that night. The last thing I recall was preventing Savio from getting crushed, and that I briefly felt the impact when the tree fell on me shortly before blacking out. I wonder if...-- No. There's no way my leg even remotely came out unscathed from that. The weight alone had to have been enough to ampu- ...It doesn't matter... What's done is done. It's in the past. I just need to know if Savio is alright after what happened. And I need to see who's trying to awaken me.

I winced in agony as I attempt to open my eyes. The throb in my leg was beating like a drum. Honestly, can't say I've felt worse pain than this other than that one incident that transpired months ago. As soon as my eyes were open I was taken aback when I saw who was in front of me...

"Hmph! It's about time."

I was stunned. I have to be dreaming because it appears that the voice whom was trying to awaken me previously was... my past self?

"Took you long enough. Hope you enjoyed your beauty rest." She scoffed and huffed through her nostrils. If I was being honest right now, I'd say that I don't ever recall being this taunting. But damn it's been such a long time that I don't have recollection of some of my behavior as a Wyngling. Other than being incessantly aggravated by anyone who even tried to come near me.

Her arms were crossed while her manner felt as if she was heavily peeved at something. Wouldn't hurt to ask but I'm not expecting a benevolent tone coming out of her tongue. This is my past self after all.

"Mind telling me what your deal is? 'Cause you're looking kind of pissed there."

She briefly stayed silent. "Your choices."

I cocked a brow at her response. What did she mean by 'my choices'?

"You're lucky nothing severe came out of that" she spat at me. "That son of yours cost you your own leg. A good-for-nothing is what he is... Hmph. At least he was smart enough to act fast and got help from that green Wyngro you talk to every now and then."

Guess that partly answers my question for what followed afterwards that night..

She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Still... Little one should've stayed inside that stupid cabin instead of following your spiky butt out in to the woods. Especially that late in the night. Nothing but a no-good kid you have." She scorned and gave another eye-roll.

"However, your first born nailed the bar at being just as worthless if not ungrateful..."

Hearing my young self speak about my sons like that made me put on a scowl. Who the fuck does she think she is? How could she think what transpired is Savio's fault? And why does she believe that Felix is worthless and ungrateful?

"You think my sons are useless...?" I gave a low growl. "It wasn't Savio's fault that this happened! None of it was!! I was sensing three vibrations at the time, and that thing was only there for a quick moment to clearly stir up some trouble and being the cause of the result that you see now!"

"Not only that" I proceeded, "but he was scared out of his mind! He was petrified to even move a damn muscle!! It was either save my son's life or let him perish under the weight of that god damn tree!! I was not going to let that last one happen!"

I inched closer to lock eye contact with her and gave a snarl. "And what the hell do you think makes my first born worthless AND ungrateful?"

"You really want to know?"
"Yes. I fucking want to know!"

She shrugged at me as she tapped her claw against her elbow.

"Let's begin with the very fact that he abandoned his family and his own sibling who wasn't even born yet. All because he was upset with daaadyyy."

I could feel my blood boiling hearing her end that sentence mockingly. I clutched my claws trying to get a grip on my temper or else my Fire Magic could possibly spawn out of control since I'm not actually awake, but it could force me out of whatever the hell this is.

"He was angry, alright?!" I raised my tone at her.
"And you think that should excuse his actions?"
"N-No, but-"
"He left his father, left his unborn brother, his aunt who was still around at the time, and he left YOU."

I resisted the tears welling up as I grew angrier and tried to surpress the memory of how crestfallen I felt back then. My mouth was beginning to quiver to the point I had trouble making out with words.

"That bastard deserved a punishment for ditching his own family who loved him! But NOOO. You just have to be that typical forgiving mother letting it become water under the bridge despite his actions!! He hurt you and Jaime!"

I roughly grit my teeth, still trying to hold back the tears.

"He didn't mean to...!"
"But he did!!" She yelled at me. "He was the closest to you! You took him to your magic classes, shared some fish that you would catch in a river stream with him, you gave him your scarf you received from Heartkindle. But in the end, you still didn't matter to him!!"

She looked away, thoughtfully. "Funny now that I mention that last part- that sounds like something your sister did. You know? The one and only Wyngro whom you ever really saw as your own sibling? And she just simply got up and left the family completely. You're still broken up about that, but you refuse to let it show. Pretty sad, isn't it?"

...

I couldn't think of anything to say... I lowered my head, teeth still gritting and still resisting the tears. "What's your fucking point bringing up any of this?" I immediately shot my head back up and glowered at her. "TELL ME!! What is the reason for you bringing any of this shit up!?"

"The life we wanted originally..." she grimaced.
"What life?"
"Don't you remember? We told ourself that when we grow up that we refused to allow anyone into our life or else they would've been holding us back! We didn't want to face any emotional hardships that would come our way if we allowed other Wyngrew into our lives! Things we didn't want to deal that would've damaged us otherwise. Our life could've been perfect!"

"Now look at you..." her grimace shifted into a fierce glare. "Dealing with all sorts of crap all because of the family you started with the blue dum-dum. We could've had it all. Our life would've been so much better without them."

"...No. It wouldn't." I lift my head up staring at my young self solemnly.

"What do you mean it wouldn't? It's better than dealing with all of this unnecessary drama storm!" Her cheeks were puffed almost like she was pouting.

"Perhaps." I took a breath, "But, I realized how miserable and lonely I would've been without my family and Jaime. Yes, that was my plan back then. To not allow anyone in to my life because I feared of being betrayed, feared of being abandoned by those whom I cared for deeply, and fearing how I would handle any of it."

I averted eye contact with my young self before looking back at her. "But I know for a certainty that I have no regrets with the choices I've made with my life. Regardless of the shit I have to face. I'm fortunate that I'm not dealing with it alone. And that's all I need."

"So you can take your salt attitude and shove it elsewhere. I'm satisified with my life and I'll never give it up. Ever."

She stared and shook her head at me in disgust. "Fine... Whatever. Stay miserable for all I care." My young self had her back turned, seemingly ready to depart. Seems to me she's giving up on this pointless conversation that she brought up.

My young self paced few steps forward. She slightly turned her head to face me, "I wonder how you'll help your youngest deal with what he had to witness that night..."

Part of her began to gradually dissipate piece by piece. Before I knew it, she was completely gone. And soon I felt myself waking up...

I slowly opened up an eye and groaned in discomfort from the pulsating sensation in my left leg. I woke up to find myself back in the cabin, albeit in the living room. I tried to move to get in a comfortable position to ease the throb but felt weight on both sides of my wings.

I gazed to my left and saw Felix sleeping against me. There were dried tear stains that left a trail on his cheeks. Must've been crying endlessly over me...

On my right side was Jaime who was asleep and also layed against me. Rodimus was resting on his lap, and Chayo was sleeping beside Jaime. I clearly made them worry over me. And it was my fault. But it makes me relieved that they're here next to me.

Everyone was here.

Everyone... but Savio...

I looked around until I spotted him curled up in the corner of the living room, body faced away where he wouldn't have to look at us if he were to awaken. Or maybe... it's to avoid looking at me...