Ablackwing 83 Her Memories

With a gentle smile on her face, that woman with dark hair called my name, Eve. That child turned her head towards her and started heading in her direction. The little me had only learnt to walk, but she still chased after her while repeatedly calling her mama. That woman was so beautiful. Her eyes were bright as if there were galaxies locked inside them. Her facial features were so similar to mine! Or I should rather say that I was so similar to her. That motherly gaze was filled with love. I felt that gaze right in my heart even though she was looking at the little me.

Mother! I called out to her in a weak voice.

My eyes turned towards that man silently walking behind the little me like a shadow with his arms ever ready to hold me if I were to tumble while running. He was taller than my mother. His hair was dark and his face had a small beard. Those dark circles below his eyes told me that the little me didn't let him sleep peacefully last night.

Father! I called out to him too.

"It's just a memory."

"I know!" I called out to them despite knowing that they were just present in this memory of mine. I so wanted to speak to them even though I knew it wasn't possible. I was helpless.

They looked so familiar to me. It was amazing. The little me was chasing after them and they were being such a good sport, letting me catch them. When the little me turned to chase after her dad, I saw that I too had one little wing on my back. I realized that my memories were a lot clearer than Black's memories.

"How come I have silver hair when my parents had dark?" I asked little Eve when I had sobered up a little.

"The color of an angel's hair is not hereditary."

"Now that makes sense. I look so much like black."

"Your hair color is not the only thing similar to him."

"What do you mean?" I asked little Eve for clarification.

"Like he possessed the ability to talk to lifestream, we possessed the legendary ability to see lifestream."

"Huh?"

"Yes. We were one of those that the world considers legendary."

Wait! Something wasn't right...  Black told me he possessed both abilities. How come little Eve never mentioned that Black had the ability to see the lifestream too? Did she forget, or...

Just then, the surroundings dissipated into fine particles once again.

"To be honest, I am glad you are unconscious as your memories are restoring." I heard his voice echoing through that darkness. He appeared so far and yet so near. "There were some things I've always wanted to do, but I didn't know how to. I know it now but I am afraid you won't let me do them later. Right now, I can do whatever I want. I know it might be a little selfish of me to go on without your permission but let me be selfish. After all, back then you were selfish too."

"When we were kids, you had bestowed a curse upon me." Black let out a small chuckle and then continued. "But I was weak. I could not bear it. I, instead, lost myself to my bloodthirst and went on a rampage like a madman. That was my sin, love. And I atone by returning to you the gift to see the lifestream. A curse that was once offered to me with kindness, I return it back."

I was dumbstruck by what was happening. In that dark s.p.a.ce, I could only hear his words and they were so shocking. I... I cursed him? Why would I ever do that? How could I do that to my Black? Why did he possess my ability? And why was he doing all of this?

"The Pandora's Heart."

"Huh?"

"The one of a kind artifact that he forged with the help of Pandora so that he could store his inheritance and pa.s.s it onto you. After that night, Black searched hard for a way to escape his destiny. But he could not find any. With time, the bloodthirst only got stronger and his control over himself started to lessen. And then one day he thought, 'What would happen if I was a mortal? Would I still become a demon?' This was the final gamble he made." little Eve explained it to me but most of my questions were still unanswered. When she saw my eyes filled with questions, she just smiled.

"Let's continue. The answers are not going anywhere."
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Along with a gentle breeze, the particles of that realm weaved together. This time, I was inside a library. The little me, much older than before, was sitting beside a window. She was engrossed in a book and her eyes were wide open with fascination. I walked ahead and peered in.

'The birth of abilities' Those were the words written on top of that page.

"Do you know, we awakened this ability very early. As a kid, we used to think everyone sees the world just like this and it was just normal."

"Really?"

"Only when we read this book, we realized that the ability to see the lifestream was a legendary one." little Eve laughed as she explained it to me.

After that, little Eve slowly showed me everything of my past and as she did, I felt like I was finding something I had once lost. Like that one toy most of the kids lose in their childhood and that toy eventually fades from the memories. Those memories were completing me, somehow. I didn't know how much time I spent in my memories before I reached that hall where children like us were informed about our stupid fates. That angel standing on the platform commanded other angels to open the gate. And they followed his command. On the right side, there was really a gate and when they opened it, a bright light came out and engulfed me.

The next moment, I was on the side of a road. Little Eve was standing behind a pole the same way she was standing behind the pillar. She was looking at a few kids bullying someone. She wanted to stop them but she didn't know what to do. The little me had never been in a fight. Therefore, even though little me had strength, she was afraid.

Then a guy pa.s.sed by. It was little Black. He looked at those people for a moment and they looked back at him. Little Black turned away, completely ignoring them but those bullies wanted to mess with him. And little Black gave them the beating they so deserved. But little Black never wanted to help the weak. He would have let them continue if they didn't mess with him. Little Eve could not stand that behavior from an angel. And thus, little Eve followed him.

He stopped when he was in a park, sat down beside a tree and just started gazing upon the moon and the stars. That serene but lifeless appearance he had at that moment removed all of little Eve's fears and she came out of hiding.

"Why did you not help him?"

"Finally decided to show yourself, huh? Who are you and why the h.e.l.l are you following me?" little Black was not surprised when little Eve appeared out of nowhere. He looked at her with ice cold eyes.

"I am an angel, just like you." little Eve didn't hide her ident.i.ty.

"So you are here to s.n.a.t.c.h my wing?" Black instantly changed his expressions to that of a ferocious beast as if he wanted to eat her up the next second. A silver flame emerged out of his palm and enveloped his hand. He was ready to fight with his life.

"You misunderstand. I didn't come here for that. I don't have the ability to do that either." little Eve slightly smiled when she saw little Black guarding himself.

"Then why are you here?" little Black still had his guard up and he didn't believe little Eve.

"I just wanted to ask why didn't you help that guy? We angels have the responsibility to help those who need it. Then why do you face away from your responsibility?"

"You followed me just for that?"

"Tell me. How did you know I am an angel? I thought it was impossible to find other angels on Gaia."

"You are not the only one who possesses the long lost ability. I can see the lifestream."

"The legendary angels! Mother has told me so many stories about you guys!" little Black's eyes lit up as he spoke of the legendary angels. Those silver flames vanished and he ran to little Eve and carefully gazed upon her. His piercing gaze turned little Eve's face into a ripe tomato.

"You are one too you know." But he just kept looking at little Eve like a curious baby who had never seen a thing like that before.

"I am not…"

"You never answered my question." little Eve finally asked him again.

"Why should I help them?"

"Because that's what we are born to do."

"Not me!" he said with a self mocking smile.

Little Eve was not content with the answer she got. She wanted him to explain his reason further but then her stomach let out a weak growl.

"Are you hungry?" little Black asked.

"Um. No.." little Eve replied. She was embarra.s.sed but the next second her stomach roared loudly.

"At least your tummy is truthful. Take it." A red apple appeared in his hand out of nowhere and he offered it to little Eve.

"Whoa. What kind of ability is that?"

"It's not an ability. It's magic."

The scene changed once more. Little Eve and Little Black were walking on the streets together. From the way they were cheerfully talking, I could see that we had become good friends. Well more than that. Little Black would often steal a glance at her and smile like a fool. He already had developed feelings for little Eve. It was so easily noticeable but she was clueless about it.

"Thief! Thief! Someone stop him." someone shouted. I saw a middle aged man pa.s.s by little Eve and little Black. He was holding on to something and little Eve realized that he was the thief and she instantly started running after him. But Black didn't. He stood there and kept looking in the direction Eve ran to without blinking, awaiting her return.

Little Eve returned after about ten minutes. She was short of breath.

"Took you long enough."

"It would have been faster if you helped."

"Well, that's true... Anyway, lets go." LIttle Black tried to hold her hand but she pulled her hand back.

"What's the problem with you? You possess so much strength and yet you refuse to use it. Why do you do it?" Little Eve asked but he remained silent.

"Tell me!"

"People are weak, useless and pitiful. They're offered this beautiful life by the lifestream and yet they choose the path of destruction. They choose to sin and hurt each other." Black calmly spoke.

"But that doesn't have to stop us from doing the right thing. Not everyone's the same."

"Yes, I know that but what difference does it make? This world is cursed to crumble into dust along with everyone in it. Myself included, of course. Just look at my cursed wing. It's destined to rot and eventually take my life within a few months. I can't even save myself. How am I supposed to save them? In the end, I've stopped caring."

Such a liar Black has always been. He said he stopped caring but he still cared about me. But I understood his reason. He was kind but his heart was clouded by the darkness. He was devastated when he found out that his wing was rotting and he was destined to die just when he started to live. He was angry because life has always been unfair to him. Little Eve also understood him despite not knowing much about what he went through.

The surroundings dissipated and in the darkness, Black's voice echoed again.

"Eve, when a demon cut off my wing, I lost myself to wrath and I killed countless demons. I had promised to be a kind person but all I became was a ruthless one. That was my sin. I atone by bestowing upon you my wing. You've always wanted to fly, right? I've seen it in your eyes. How much you longed for the sky. With this, your dream will finally come true... What that once belonged to you shall now belong to you."

Tears started to pour out of my eyes as I finally realized why he had torn off his wing before.