Finding out-chapter three

What do they find out?

Hero ^^^^^ I awake with a jolt as a unholy demonic scream tore through the silence of night. I sit up, covering my sensitive ears. I grinde my teeth as I try to block out the noise that is threatening to break my eardrums. I get out of my bed and quickly get into my green everyday clothes. Once again I cover my ears and exit my dorm. The noise is even louder in the hall. No one but I can hear it because of my elf-like ears. My ear's hearing is ten times better than that of a dogs. I walk down the dimly lit corridor till I came to where I could hear it the loudest. Then all of a sudden it got dead silent. I look at the door, uncovering my ears, and I read the names on it. It says Pit and Ike. I open the door, and I'm just in time to see Pit fall to the floor, passing out. I run over to him and drop down beside him. I lift him up and take him to the first-aid room in Pit's dorm. I lay him on the observation table and turn the light on. When I look at Pit with the light on, I can literally feel myself pale. There are two huge deep bloody gashes running in long straight lines where his wings should be. I get the first-aid kit out of the cabinet and return to Pit's side. I get out the stitching gear and stitch him up. Once down I get out the stuff to bind it up, but I look at his back and the stitches aren't there. They're gone! I sew him up again, this time watching the threading to see what happens. I watch them desolve after a few moments. Irritated I try again and again till I run out off thread. Finally giving up, I sigh. I stand, staring at the gaping wounds. Slowly I notice that his back is healing itself. Two dark nasty scars now rest where his gashes were. With a reliefed sigh, I bind him up in gauze, just in case. I pick him up and exit the fist-aid chamber. I lay him gently on his back, recieving a soft groan of pain from him, on his heavenly bed. I make sure he's okay before I clean up the first-aid stuff. Once I finish I leave Pit's room to go to mine to put on all my gear. I have brawls to fight today. As I'm walking down the corridor, I promise to Pit that I will come immediately to him after my matches <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Angel ^^^^^^ I awake, a throbbing pain iny head. I slowly peel open my eyes and roll onto my back off of my stomach. Scorching pain shoots through my back when my bare back touches the silken sheets. A small cry of pain leaves me. I see a sudden movement out of the corner of my eye. Panic washes through me. Then the movement comes into view, and immediately I relax and release a breath of relief that I didn't know I was holding. It's Link. He's sitting in an armchair. He looks like he was just asleep. I think he was. In a flash, Link is at my side. He gently repositions me so that I'm not laying on or hurting my wounds. The pain leaves my cerulean blue eyes and relief fills them. Relaxing, I say just above a whisper "Thank you." "Your welcome." says the hero, his voice soft and gentle. Link holding my hand, anchoring me to this realm, I enjoy his company, his soothing and comforting touch. I slowly close my eyes and eventually fall asleep. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Angel ^^^^^^ I wake and sit up slowly. A faint pain ran through my back, but I ignored it. I look around my dormroom and see Link asleep in the armchair that's made out of silk and clouds. I sit with my legs hanging off the edge of the bed. I roll my stiff shoulders and fluff my wings... I try to fluff my wings. I feel nothing. I mean I can feel my muscles moving, the ones that move my wing muscles, but I can't feel the slight cool breeze that is always blowing through my room or the feathers that brush my neck. I stand up quickly and walk over to the mirror. I look in my full length mirror, and I immediately regret doing so. I can feel myself starting to go hysterical. 'My wings are gone! My wings are gone! My wings are gone!' I thought as I backed away from the reflection of a wingless boy in gauze and navy blue shorts. I trip over the blanket's, which I have wrapped around me, edge. I fall and land of course on my ingured back. With a yelp I hold back my crys of pain as tears boil in my eyes. Then I notice the sheets, my heavenly sheets, were black instead of white. But that only happens when a fallen angel, a damned one, or a human touches it. I tried to figure out why it's black. I stand up and throw it away from me. The moment it leaves my touch it turns back to white. Well, we all know what that means. I am damned. My goddess has left me, forsaken me. I have lost my spot in Skyworld. I have lost my angel wings and now am forced to live like a mortal. I'll be able to sin that means. Of course lying is still out of the question. No angel can lie once they take the oath. The Oath of Truth. Once we say it it pervents us from ever being able to lie again. It leaves a mark on angels. A mark that humans can't see. But Link could with the Lens of Truth. On a fallen angel/human the mark would show, and it would look like a tattoo. A navy swirly tattoo. I glance down at my chest. The usually invisible mark glows brightly on the left side of my chest, right between my shoulder and actual chest, near my neck. That can only mean one thing. I truely am not an angel anymore. I really am damned, exiled from heaven, forced to be a man. The only problem is is that I am still immortal. I check around my right leg. My golden band around my upper thigh is still stuck to me like glue. So I still have some of my angel powers, my immortality. I walk over to my bed and sit on it, wondering why I had to be punished. Surely it's not because I got raped. That can't be it. Angels can get raped and NOT got punished. Well, not that any real angel could even be raped. Only if it were a creature of darkness, and even then only the weakest and/or youngest can't beat the evil shadow-dwellers. So, it must be something else. As I sit on the clouds which form my bed, I realize that if I weren't an angel or beholding a goddess's blessing I wouldn't be able to sit on this bed. So I am just a fallen angel. Then it hit me. It hit me hard, like relying 80 mph at a brick wall. I know why I was damned. It's not because I got raped. It's not because I couldn't defeat the dark creature who raped me. It's because I am gay. I found out I was gay. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Angel ^^^^^ That realization hit me hard. Shock coursed throughout my body as I realized this. How can I be gay? I'm an angel for crying out loud! It is just not possible! Is it...? I mean it can't be possible. Angels are holy creatures, unable to truly sin. So why can I sin? Why can I be gay? How can I be gay? Before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face silently. My face buried in my knees I cried. Then all of a sudden I feel a strong thin arm wrap around my shoulders. At first I tense as I continue to cry. But then I hear Link's voice and I relax. He's saying things like "Shhh. It is gonna be alright." and "Don't cry." He holds me close to him. My head rests against his chest, and I can hear his heart beating. After I had calmed down, Link asked "Who did this to you? Who ripped off your perious wings?!" His voice was soft yet urgent. He sounded like he was in pain just to know my wings are gone. I pause for a moment to think, and the hero takes that as hesitation. "Please, Pit. Tell me." He said firmly yet sounding desperate, like he had to know. "I-I-I did." I say, tears making my voice waver. "What...?" the Hylian said confused. "I took my wings away." I state as I manage to hold back my holy teardrops that can heal. "How... Why..." Link asked. He sounded so so so confused and hurt as if I had taken away his most priced possession and destroyed it. "I..." I trail off with a sigh. I try again, "I lost my wings. I lost them because of my sin. I sinned and lost them." I look at Link. I look into those wonderful bright blue eyes of his, searching for any trace in them that he understood. I found none. I am gonna have to tell him. After I sigh, I say "I was raped." Link's big eyes widen. He opens his mouth to speak, but I beat him to it. I already knew what he was going to say. "Dark Link raped me, but that's not the reason I lost my wings. I lost my wings because I..." I trail off, unable to finish my sentence. I look down at my hands in my lap. I swallow hard. The hero's hand lifts my chin till I am looking him in the eye. "Why? Why did you lose your wings?" All that I heard in those words was consern and care. His voice was gentle and soft. He had spoken just barely above a whisper. I could have imagined it it was so quiet. As I stared into his blue eyes, which were full of concern and gentleness, tears begin to form in the edges of my vision. I rake a deep shaky breath and say "I list my wings because I'm gay." I break into silent sobbing into his chest again. Link's hand that was rubbing my back in circular motions chord still as he takes this statement in. It is alot to take in. I mean an angel being gay! Seriously, how can that be?! I don't know. Don't ask me. I pull back out of his use to be comforting embrace, which is now akward at this particular moment. I stand up and take a few steps away from where Link is sitting on my bed. I turn around and face him. Before he can say anything, I say "Don't. Don't. Just don't. Don't say anything. I don't want to hear you reject me or shun me. Just go. Don't make me indure the pain of losing you. Just go and don't ruin this even more by telling my you hate me-" I am unable to finish. I turn away, silent tears rolling down my cheeks. I down hear any footsteps, but suddenly I feel two firm yet lanky arms wrap around me from behind. "Pit, I would never Never NEVER quit being your friend just because your the only gay angel. Your my best friend. I wouldn't do that. I'm not that kind of a person." Link's still soft voice said. Relief washed over me. It washed over me so strong that I almost passed out. "Thank the goddesses! Oh thank you! Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!!!" I say, feeling not nearly as bad as before. Link chuckles, and it makes a smile come to my lips. "Pit. Can I tell you something...?" the Hero of Time asked me. "Sure. Yeah, totally." I reply, enjoying the warmth of the embrace I am receiving from him. "Well... I'm gay too." He says quietly. I pull back enough so I can see his face. He's watching me with his blue hues. I search his face, wondering if he's just pranking me or something. He's the most honest guy I know. 'He's telling the truth.' I thought as I drown in oceans of blue, which just so happen to be his eyes. Something inside of me ignites as we stare at each other, Link waiting for my responds, excpeting the worst, and me just pondering, trying to except, this. As he waited patiently, most likely not wanting tha answer, I slowly very very slowly inch my head closer to his. Both of us not even conscious that I am getting closer to him. I soon have my full body pressed against his, and finally our lips meet. I kiss him. At first it's just a sweet barely touching the lips kind of kiss, but then it got deeper and more passionate. Lust over powered me. It took me over and staked claime on me. My tongue found its way into Link's mouth, making him moan. His tongue fought mine for dominates. I let Link's tongue win because I like being Uke. He continues to kiss me till we both can't breath. When that happens he breaks us apart. Panting heavily, we both just stand there, his forehead pressed against mine. For now I know I'm okay. For now I know I am safe.

Author's Note

Enjoy! sorry this one took so long. I just was lazy and didn't feel like getting on and writing.