Flames of Blue and Green

Memories

BRIE'S P.O.V.

"Come on, Brie. You can do it."

I look up at the three people before me. I don't know much about them yet, but I identify them with ease now. One of them is called mama, another papa, and the last one is called brother. All three of them are smiling down at me as I struggle to stand on my small feet. I had seen them do this so many times, so why can't I do it? I give out a cry of surprise as I tumble to the floor once again. I look up at mama, papa, and Caleb. They distanced themselves from me on purpose, and I glare at them as best as a toddler can.

"Brie, come on! It's easy!" Caleb shouts with a wide grin.

"Don't shout, Caleb," papa scowls at Caleb.

Caleb simply ignores him and jogs to my side. I look up at him with wide eyes, curious to his intentions. He sits down next to me.

"Look, Brie, like this," he says quietly.

I watch as he puts one leg underneath him, pushing himself up. I strain to copy his movements, and, with a few more tries, I have matched his stance. He grins and puts his other leg under him, pushing himself farther up. I copy his actions once more and even take the extra step of pushing myself up fully.

"You're standing!" Caleb says excitedly, beaming from ear to ear. I also give a smile of my own, proud of my actions.

"Come to mama, Brie!" mama calls from where she stands.

With determination, I put one foot out in front of the other, being careful to keep my balance. Slowly but surely, I close the distance between me and mama, laughing with delight as I grip her leg.

"You did it, Brie!" Caleb shouts as he runs to me, grin even larger than before. I smile back at him and he holds his hand out. I take my own hand and smack his, giggling.

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I stand before an older Caleb, who is flying through the sky with ease. I pout and cross my arms, jealous at how easy he is able to control his flight pattern. He loops around once more and then lands next to me, a smug smile on his face.

"See? It's easy," he says.

"Easy for you," I reply sadly.

He grins at me. "I'm sure you can do it. You are my sister after all."

I give an exasperated sigh but spread my wings anyway. They say an angel's innocence is shown through their wings. The whiter they are, the more pure and innocent the soul of the angel. My wings are of the purest white, untainted and perfect like snow that has not been touched. Skill is also shown through how strong an angel's wings are. And seeing how I can't get off the ground, it doesn't seem like I have much skill or potential. Caleb's wings are much stronger than mine, and I'm actually pretty jealous of him.

"Alright, just flap your wings and you'll do fine," Caleb says matter-of-factly. "Remember, you have to feel like you can float. Pretend your a feather or something."

"Or something?" I ask with a glare. "Next your going to tell me all I need is faith, trust, and pixie dust."

Caleb laughs. "Don't be ridiculous, pixies aren't real."

I roll my eyes at him before closing them in order to concentrate. I begin to flap my wings in an attempt to lift myself off of the ground, trying to imagine myself as a feather floating on the wind. I can feel my wings beginning to strain as I flap harder, already tired from trying to lift me so many times. I feel my feet lift from the ground a little ways and open my eyes. I'm barely off of the ground and I frown at the distance. I sigh as my wings give out and plop me back onto the ground.

"Maybe you need a different tactic."

Caleb and I turn to the voice who had spoken. Not far away from us stands Zuriel, arms crossed and an infuriating smirk plastered to his face. I glare at him and tuck my wings behind me, crossing my arms as I do so.

"What do you want, Zuriel?" I spit.

His smirk widens. "Why I only wish to help, my dear Brienna."

I can't help but snort, earning a disapproving glance from Caleb. "Oh, as if, Zuriel. If anything you'd be the one to drop me from the sky, sending me to my death."

"Not a bad idea," he says, glancing at Caleb. They seem to have a silent agreement as Caleb nods his head curtly. Within a blink of an eye I'm picked up and heading high into the sky. I watch with wide eyes as the ground moves farther and farther away, trying to process what just happened. I look up at my kidnapper and see Zuriel, grinning widely.

"Are you insane?!" I scream over the howling wind. "I can't fly!"

"Like you said, dear Brienna," he says loudly, "I would be the one to drop you from the sky."

My jaw drops and I look back to the ground, except I can't even see the ground anymore. "Caleb!" I scream desperately.

"Ah, no use. He and I agreed on this tactic," Zuriel says. I remember the silent agreement and Caleb's nod. My face heats up in anger as Zuriel comes to a stop. He looks down at me with an evil grin. "Well, this is your stop. Ta ta, Brienna."

I drop out of his grasp and yelp as I take one last look at him. He's grinning widely, the evil man... I flail my limbs around me, grabbing for anything that isn't air, though I already know that I don't have anything I can grab. I look down and can already see the ground fast approaching, a sense of deja vu coming over me. I cease flailing my limbs and try to think of what to do, but all I can think of is why Zuriel did this and why Caleb agreed.

Unless...

They're trying to help me fly?

My eyes widen in realization and I unfurl my wings from behind my back. Just as I'm about to hit the ground my wings come fully unfurled and I swoop up from the ground, the wind taking me up into the sky. I sail over the ground beneath me and give a flap to keep myself up. The wind pushes past me and through my hair. Once the immediate danger of falling to the ground is gone, I can feel myself beginning to enjoy the feeling of the wind."I told you it was easy!" Caleb yells from the ground. I glare at him and then an evil grin comes over my features. I turn toward him and tuck my wings next to me so that I can go even faster. Caleb's face blanches as I grow closer and closer, speeding like a bullet toward him. But, with a grin, he unfurls his own wings and shoots out of the way. I yell as I crash into something solid, pushing it back a few feet.

I groan and rub my head as I open my eyes to see what I ran into. I scowl when I see Zuriel standing there, a grin on his face. I jump away from him in disgust.

"You idiot! I could've died!" I yell at him.

"But you didn't," he points out. "You flew."

I open my mouth to yell again but shut it again as he smiles warmly. My cheeks flush and I turn my head away, embarrassed that I could even get embarrassed in front of him.

"Whatever."

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"Do you want children, Brienna?"

"Oh God, no way," I reply to Zuriel's question with a laugh. "Why? Do you?"

He considers this and then shrugs. "Not necessarily. Just curious."

"Alright then," I say, casting him a suspicious glance. "Why the talk of children all of a sudden?"

"I already said, I'm just curious," he answers with a smirk.

I sit up quickly and look down at him with a glare. "What's going on with you? You've been acting really weird lately. Taking me out at night to watch the sky, asking me things about the future, and just being plain weird."

"Nothing, love," he says and sits up next to me. "Just thinking."

"Thinking about what? You can tell me, Zuriel. We've been together for almost forty years now," I say and look away from him. "You can trust me, you know?"

He grabs my chin gently and faces me toward him, looking apologetic. "I am sorry, love. I did not mean to make you think that I do not trust you. I do, really. I have merely been thinking about many important things lately."

I sigh and lean in to kiss him lightly on his lips, caressing his face in my hand. "It's alright that you're thinking, but why won't you share what you're thinking? I'm beginning to worry."

"Do you really wish to know, my love?" he asks, a small smile gracing his lips. I nod and he continues. "I have simply been thinking of our future together. I have been meaning to ask for a long time now..."

"Ask me what?" I ask, concerned."Well," he says and begins to position himself to one knee, "we've been together for almost forty years now, and I was thinking it is about time I 'popped the question'."

My eyes widen and I stand quickly, hands going to my mouth in surprise. He looks up at me with that smirk of his, the one I used to think of as infuriating and now think of as beautiful.

"Brienna, would you please do me the honor of becoming my wife?" Zuriel asks quietly, looking directly into my eyes.

I smile down at him and nod. "Of course, Zuriel. I couldn't imagine spending my life with anyone else."

He jumps up to me and pulls me into a passionate kiss, long and loving. I laugh into the kiss, and in that moment I know that I have always loved Zuriel.

And I always will.

BUM BUM BUM! She loves him?! But she loves Rin! OH NO! What is to happen to our dear Brienna? I am so sorry that I haven't updated in ages. I got my laptop taken away and I'm only able to update this because I'm using my dad's computer. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, though. I even made it extra long to make up for how long I've been gone. I've really missed writing. Hopefully I get my laptop back soon and can write more. Anyway, marching band starts this Monday! YAYZ! So excited! That is all lol. Bye readers!

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