Cody stepped out of the room, he felt alone, he wanted the presence of his brothers. But no, they couldn't come, It was up to Cody to protect the new generation of Wynged. But He realized something, How could he protect the Wynged, he had no weapon, all he had was his own fighting skills, and while that was something, it wasn't going to be enough to protect the Wynged.
Cody walked outside, the storm was passed, it was going east and wouldn't bug the mountain again. Silence ensued the rumbling thunder, no creature dared to speak, nor did grass dare fly in the wind. Cody deeply inhaled. He'd always loved the smell of the storm after it was passed.
Cody began walking to Tempest's old workshop and the creatures were beginning to speak again when he arrived. He looked around, it wasn't all that large and it's weapons were all stolen when the Steelwings had forced the Wynged from the mountain. Of course they had, Cody wasn't sure why he'd thought he'd be able to find a weapon here.
Cody turned around to leave, but saw something, it was a lever near the furnace. Cody at first thought it was something to adjust the heat, but furnaces didn't need levers. He stepped over to it and pulled the lever. It was stuck, rusted in place from disuse. It took all of his Wynged strength to move it, and when he finally did, he heard gears and pistons begging to move.
Cody was confused at first, he didn't know what was happening. But then his feet began to lower. Cody looked down and saw that he was standing on a staircase that was forming from the floor of the workshop. Cody wondered if that was always there.
He stepped down into a very dark room, even his eagle eyes had trouble seeing through it. Cody found and lit a torch, then grabbed it off the wall. It illuminated the room enough for Cody to see what it was. A weapon cache. He moved his torch left and right, looking at the assorted weapons stashed here.
Cody reached for a bow and a quiver, but stopped himself, he wasn't any good at firing a bow. Cody turned around and saw another weapon, it was covered in cobwebs and looked like it hadn't been touched since it was placed there. Cody hung the torch on a nearby holder and reached for the weapon pulling it off the shelf.
It was a greatsword, but for a Wynged's increased strength, Cody could hold it with a single hand. He pulled it partially out of it's sheath. A single word was written in Old Aethasian on the blade.
Cody Held the Defender In front of his head, looking at it's intricacy's. Then he nodded, Yes, He thought, This would be my weapon.
He took the Defender and strapped it to his waist. Then he put out the torch and began toward the exit. He stepped off the staircase and then closed it down. He stepped out onto the mountain, then heard a sparking.
Cody looked left and right for its cause, to his surprise, there was a man there. He wasn't old, looked about seventeen or eighteen, bright white hair, and no wings. Cody would need to be careful for this one.
Aiden Lytcott flew west, towards the storm, he had to make it there. The call was getting stronger as he got closer, but he knew that the metal winged people were gaining. If he didn't make it there on time, he might be caught.
Aiden was only a few meters away from his goal when he was caught. one of the people with metal wings had grabbed onto one of his boots, trying to slow him down. Aiden shook himself free and flew faster, his wings wouldn't let him go faster, at least with his very limited training.
Aiden entered the Lightning storm, the call was much stronger then before now, but it still led west. Aiden kept following the call, the storm was waiting.
Aiden looked behind him. He was at first surprised when he saw his Lightning wings, but he remembered how he'd gotten them... He didn't think he'd ever get over them. Behind his wings the metal winged people were following him into the storm, they were farther behind now, they must have been wondering if they wanted to take their metal wings into the Lightning storm, they made the wrong choice.
Aiden flew forward, through the rain, looking back when he could to see if his pursuers were struck by lightning, but they never were. Then the unexpected happened, Aiden was struck by lightning.
It flashed and Aiden disappeared. The metal winged people stopped, where had he gone. Aiden reappeared ahead of his position, he'd made it there much faster then he'd have been able to fly there. Aiden wasted no time wondering about the physics of teleporting. He'd learned that all physics were thrown out the window when he got wings. However, his Lightning wings could be what was attrac-
Aiden was again struck by Lightning, the metal winged people didn't stop this time. Aiden reappeared ahead again. He was sure he'd passed the center of the storm, yet the call was still going west, His destination however, was blocked from view by the storm.
Aiden began to wonder something, if his wings attracted Lightning, maybe they could control it. He turned toward the metal winged people. He didn't know what to do, he tried waving his arm in front of himself. It worked, a line of lightning crashed into the metal winged people. one of them was sent down toward the ground, Aiden wasn't sure if it survived, and didn't care to stay and find out, he was already feeling drained. Turns out getting struck by lightning took lots of energy.
The metal winged person was gaining fast on Aiden, it would capture him if he couldn't escape, and he was nearing the edge of the storm, Aiden had only once choice. He summoned all of his energy and pulled the largest Lightning bolt he could from the storm right at the edge.
He used the energy from the lightning and teleported forward again, it was farther then he'd expected. The metal winged person must have lost him. Aiden saw where he was going, the mountain. He was nearly out of energy, but was able to fly ever closer to the mountain.
Aiden's joy at his destination turned to fear when he saw buildings on the mountain, who knew if whoever was living there would try and kill him or not. He looked around for anywhere else to land but found none. Aiden had only one choice, Hope.
He flew closer to the mountain nearer and nearer. Until he was only a few feet above it. Then Aiden thought of something, he didn't have wings until he accidently found them. Maybe he could make them disappear. Maybe the Lightning of his wings worked the same as the lightning in the storm.
He thought of absorbing them, and It worked, he heard a sparking and fell to the ground, landing on his knees.
Cody folded his wings behind his back, if this man didn't have wings, then it may be dangerous to show him his own wings.
"Hey!" Cody said in as much of a friendly, not wary voice he could. "What are you doing here."
The man was startled by Cody, he jumped his head over and evaluated him. "My business here is my own."
The man looked just as suspicious of Cody as Cody felt of the man. "We may be here on a common purpose."
"Very doubtful." The man was trying to look around Cody, possibly looking for wings, however, Cody was able to keep them hidden.
"I've heard stories." The man said, "Stories about people with wings, in fact, I was followed here by a pair of them."
"Ah, yes, the Wynged, It fully depends on what side they're on. Most Steelwings work for the Empire."
"The Empire." The man said, almost as a question, "Yes, It is them who followed me here, I lost them though.
Cody breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't know what he could do against another full scale Imperial attack. "Why are you here?" Cody asked again, more forceful in his question this time.
"I felt like I needed to go here, I don't know why, It was like some kind of call."
"Tell me then." Cody said, "Where are your wings?"
The man seemed taken aback and didn't answer.
"Your wings, all Wynged are called to this mountain, it's where they live, or at least lived, before the retreat."
"How do you know so much?"
Cody opened up his wings, it was a big risk, but this other was a Wynged, he was sure of it. Between the slight feeling he got when they were nearby, and the story, it was either a really convincing way to trick them into revealing themselves. Or it was real.
Cody was leaning toward real.
"So then, where are your wings?"