First Person

Aphmau's POV

A day has passed, and I just finished doing my excursive with Melissa, which was rolling my ankle around in a circle. It feels a lot better, but Melissa said we should continue doing it, just in case it's still sprained. Zane invited me over to his house so we could hang out, and catch up on a few things. I would've declined, but I took this as the perfect opportunity to start healing! I told him we could have a sleepover at his house instead and he agreed. I told Melissa about this and she said it was okay for me to go, but only after I do my "Exercise". Now that I'm done, she should be taking me soon.

"Okay Aph, whenever you're ready to go I can take you to Zane's place." Melissa said cheerfully.

"Can we go now? I have my PJ's packed already."

"Sure! Let me just tell Aaron I'll be out for just two seconds." Melissa started running up the stairs. She's leaving without him? Shouldn't she take him with her? Or maybe at least let someone else take care of him while he's gone. Melissa came back down the stairs with a mini purse.

"Alright, let's go!"

"But wha about Aaron? Shouldn't someone watch him? What if he needs something?"

"Oh, don't worry. Sometimes he enjoys his time alone in the house. He knows where everything is, and also he feels more comfortable to be himself."

"Oh. As long as he's okay with it then." I said. Why would he like to be alone? That doesn't really sound like Aaron, but then again I don't really know this Aaron. He doesn't have any recollection of me by the slightest. He's different because of that. Maybe I can find out what he does when he's alone, but I'll do it later. For now, it's finally time to put my plan into action. Me and Melissa go across the street to Garroth and Zane's house. Melissa knocks on the door, and Zane answers.

"Hey Seven, hey Six! Ready for the best sleepover of your life?" Zane asked.

"Absolutely!" I rolled over inside next to Zane.

"Alright you two, Imma head out back to Aaron. I'll see you tomorrow Aph!" Melissa started walking back across the street. Zane went to the kitchen to grab some snacks and I rolled over to where Garroth was watching TV.

"Hey Garroth! Ready for the best day of your life?" I asked.

"Yeah let's do it!" Garroth hyped. Zane came out of the kitchen with some cookies.

"Alright guys, I got cookies and cupcakes and we can bing-watch some TV shows until it's time to go to bed. Then we could have a pillow fight or something." Zane said.

"Pfft, you think that's a fun sleepover? A fun sleepover is playing hide and seek, pillow fights, staying up all night! We're gonna have so much fun!" Garroth said. They'll be happy with whatever once I heal them. I decided to hold off until the end of the day, so when it was time, I'd have an excuse to fall asleep. While we were watching some my little horsies, I remembered something the doctor said back when I was at starlight.

Flashback~

"You can't keep healing Travis whenever you want!" The doctor scolded me. Another guilt I struggle with is with Travis. I know it wasn't him in there, but I still feel so much pain seeing him hurt, and knowing I was the one that caused it. Every so often, I try to heal Travis. Sometimes it works, sometimes it backfires. I really need more practice.

"Yes I can, and you can't stop me." I said stubbornly. I tried to make my fun with the doctors to keep my spirits up.

"Aphmau, you don't understand! It's too dangerous!"

"And how so? All it does is makes me pass out. For me, that's great considering it's hard for me to fall asleep."

"This weakens your heart! This is the only reason you're still alive right now, and you just decide to give it up to heal everybody! You have to stop!" The doctor said. Why does that matter? As long as I help people, I'll be happy when I die. It doesn't matter to me that much anymore. That "Angel" that sent me back down here did it for a reason. She had a choice to go back, but she chose me. Now it's my mission to heal everybody.

"Well consider this dying happy, because I'll never stop!" I teased, pushing the doctors buttons.

"You don't even understand the powers you have! Travis has been done on researching for months, but you! We have no idea what caused you to be able to become so powerful when you fought him! If we at least figure out what causes your powers to be so strong on our machines, then maybe I'd let you heal people, but we still don't know. Please, just hold off, for your own sake."

If you need some catching up to do, here's what's been going on. Me and Travis weren't specifically sent here just to recover. If it was, we'd be transferred to another hospital. They kept us here because they're also doing research on us. Specifically, what happened to us when we went to the white chapel were we fought each other. This hospital was built for things like this. That's why Aaron was here for a little bit. They keep saying we might be linked to a curse like Aaron, or something like that. I honestly don't think I have anything. The only reason I was able to unlock my powers was because of the relics. I'm sure if any of my other friends did it, they'd be as fine as me.

But then again, why did I grow wings? Ever since that incident whenever the doctors would research on me their technology they were using would either overload with information and shut down, or it would have something to do with a relic from ancient times, which was destroyed. What does this all mean? I remember they took an Ex ray of me and they said they saw my wings again, or more like the bone structure.

'[];[''YOU NEED TO WAKE UP=';'/.

"Six, are you ok?" Zane shook me hard. I lightly gasped and shook my head.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Your eyes were pure white for a minute." Garroth said, hiding behind the couch. I don't remember that.

"Well I'm fine. What time is it?"

"It's eight thirty. Me and Seven were arguing about staying up or going to bed and then we asked you but your eyes were white."

"Oh, well I have the perfect idea!" Now it's time to see if my plan works. I told both Zane and Garroth to sit on the couch, and I rolled across from them. I held out my hands and closed my eyes shut. I thought hard.

You've always been by my side...

I opened my eyes and caught a glimpse of white particles coming out of my hands.

"S-Six, what're you doing...?" Zane said startled.

"Healing my friends." The light shined on the both of them and I greatly weakened. I was starting to struggle. I felt another magic, blocking my own. It felt like a wall. Maybe it was Garroth's ears. He wasn't born a Werewolf, so maybe it's that magic. I just kept going. The block grew, which made me weary. I was starting to shake. I could only do this for so long before I can't. My heart beat got louder. I could feel burning in my chest. The hole was opening up. That wasn't what made me stop though.

It was my heart.

It stopped. The magic from my hands disappeared and Zane and Garroth looked at me shocked. They could see blood coming through my shirt. I didn't stay awake long enough to say goodbye. I never got to heal Aaron. I never got to help Lucinda. I thought I was dead.

But I felt a familiar presence.

Was it really him?

-Blaze-

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