Chapter 26 - A Prince Of Flying People

"Chris, put me down now! Or you are going to get a black-eye!" Yelled Amanda, but despite her pleading, he did not let her go.

Thus, she thrust her fist against his face, making him groan in pain, "Ahhh! Fuck! Amanda!"

Still, he remained to hold her tight as they were half a kilometer away from her house.

"Chris put me down! You are practically holding my breast!" She complained and gave him another punch.

While her punches came from a difficult angle, it hit Christopher's face well enough to create a bruise. He could not help but complain, "What kind of woman are you? You hit like a man!"

He sped, blazing against the winds and finally putting Amanda meters away from her home.

The second her feet touched the sand, she turned to him and thrust her fists left and right. "Tell me, who the hell are you? Why do you have wings?"

Christopher protected himself with his arms. He could not use his wings as it might easily scratch Amanda's face and arms. "Wait, Amanda!"

"Tell me!" She yelled again, giving another fist.

"Amanda!" At that point, he raised his voice and put down his arms.

"What?" Amanda responded.

He turned to the other direction and scratched his head. He said, "Can you first... put something on?"

She quickly covered herself, putting her hands around her breast, and ducked. She yelled, "Look away! Look away now!"

It was rather too late; he saw everything, and even if she was throwing him punches; he blushed at the sight of her nakedness. Turning to face the sea, he lied, "I did not see anything. It was too dark."

"I mean, I had no way in seeing those perky tits - Ahh!" He received a punch in the back.

She ran to her door and got inside, but before she shut it close; she watched as Christopher's wings spread wide, slowly folding in and shrinking to his back until it was completely gone.

Her eyes grew wide and her mouth fell open. She was trying to think back of the many odd creatures she had fought against, yet he was not like any of them. She thought, 'At least no one as good-looking as him.'

Amanda had to take a shower, as she sensed the stain of the creature's blood from her back. It was thanks to Christopher, grabbing her from the sea.

After getting dressed, she walked back and forth inside her house, contemplating whether she should let him inside. However, just before she could decide on what to do, Christopher was already banging at her door.

"Amanda! Amanda!" He called for her.

When she did not answer, his voice was even louder. He said, "Amanda, I need help. My hand just won't stop bleeding!"

Her eyes grew wide, and she quickly opened the door. She recalled his he had received the sword with his fist.

She promptly found his hands still bleeding. However, his face also received an equal amount of pain... Thanks to her.

"Get in," she said before quickly finding her first aid kit under several piles of boxes. She rarely got hurt thanks to her fire.

The moment she found the kit, she turned to him and let him sit on his chair.

At first, she studied him, not moving an inch. Earlier this man had wings and now he was back to his normal built.

"Amanda, I know you might think I am a freak, but I can assure you." He nodded and said, "I am at least... a handsome freak."

'Great.' She thought. It just wasn't enough that she was constantly used to seeing monsters. Now, she was starting to like... a freak.

In any case, she considered herself one, and she had no pangs in dealing with him. She slowly walked towards Christopher and said, "Give me your hand."

She said, "Amazing how your blood is red while those things earlier had... green?"

"Yes, aqua green to be exact," responded Christopher before he frowned his face to the feel of the Antiseptic on his hands.

When Amanda wrapped his hand with a bandage, he said, "Amanda, I am sorry - "

"Are you... like a Seraph?" She asked without looking into his eyes.

He took a deep breath and said, "Would be nice to associate myself with an angel, but no. I am no seraph or similar to them. If - if you notice, my wings are the same of a falcon."

She leaned back and finally looked him in the eyes and said, "So you are a bird?"

He pursed his lips and said, "Amanda,"

He tried to hug her at that point, but she leaned back.

"Amanda, I come from another world." He studied her for a moment before resuming, "Our world is called Pelagy, and part of it is our land -my home."

My family's place of origin in Pelagy is called Aeros, where few Aeros kinds, like myself, have bloodline ability."

"I know this is crazy, but listen to me. Our bloodline abilities are the wings that grow on our back... and it only comes out upon our calling," he added.

"Yeong master of Aeros - what did that thing mean?" She probed further while her face was expressionless.

She watched as Christopher gulped and took a deep breath. He said, "Our land is being led by a family - my family. Technically, my father is the supreme leader and I - I am his son, the second master of Aeros."

"Wait! So you are like a prince?! In a land of flying people?!" She asked with a frown on her face.

"Yes, you are catching on pretty well." He studied her expressions again before he said, "Honestly, Amanda. You are taking this... Really well."

When Christopher was much younger, he accidentally revealed himself in front of Andrew, his childhood friend. Andrew fainted in his home and when he woke up, he was scared to death of Christopher's being. He and Martin had to bring in a healer from his world to make him forget.

Thus, seeing Amanda so inquisitive about his kind was utterly uncommon for him.

Meanwhile, Amanda was thinking, 'Shoot. He is right. How should a normal person act in such a situation?'

She opened her mouth, and for seconds, nothing came out. She closed her eyes and put a hand on her forehead. "I - I don't know. I'm confused myself."

"Maybe because... Maybe because I just like you, and I don't really care!" That was her easiest way out of the situation, which was... not so far from the truth.. "Just maybe."