The Power of Light

Different colored wings don't foretell their future. Only the one they belong to decide that.

You reached out to touch his cheek as he kept his eyes on you. "You're beautiful." You said softly admiring his giant white wings. "Not as beautiful as you aziazor." He said with a smile. His hair now mimicked the vibrant color of the flames that reside in Michael's hands. His eyes burned an earthy green that showed no signs of ever changing again. And of course, his soft wings. They were still spread out from his back showing the massive size. He looked intimidating but also very protective at the same time. "Are you admiring me aziazor? You have all night." He winked and smirked at the sight of you blushing. "It's just so different from when I first met you. You looked so dark and haunted. But now you look light and gentle." He let you run your fingers down the feathers of his newly colored wings, shuddering lightly at your touch. He kept his gaze on your face as you explored his new additions. You trailed your fingers up to his hair and he instantly reacted to your hands, leaning into you. His hair was soft between your fingers. He stopped one of your hands and pulled it down to his lips, kissing your palm with his soft mouth. "Noncf beranusaji ol my aziazor. Noncf chis my olapireta. Thank you." He whispered into your palm before leaving more soft kisses. "You saved me my love. You are my light. Thank you." He repeated in English with each kiss.

You helped him up to his feet and stared up into his beautiful eyes. His fingers brushed over your cheek as he used his other hand to pull you against him. "I'm free of my darkness. I no longer feel regret or disdain. Y/N I love you. God I love you so much." He spoke and pressed his lips to yours. The kiss was fiery and full of passion. His hands moved down to your hips and pulled you into him, leaving no space between you. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you poured all of your love into that one, never ending kiss. Suddenly you were lifted off the ground and Michael wrapped your legs around his narrow but strong waist. You knew he'd never let you go. He carried you towards the broken tree, not breaking the kiss once. Your hands continued to explore down his shoulders and chest when he laid you down, his wings wrapping around you so the cold ground wouldn't touch you.

He finally broke the kiss and breathed heavily, looking into your eyes with desire. "Y/N I-" You cut him off by pressing your finger to his lips. "I know. Just make love to me Michael."

Ashton

The new power I felt inside me gave me such a rush. Like adrenaline, only more addictive. I was stronger and void of any questioning thoughts. I could defeat the light once and for all. I could overcome every dark angel. Now it's time for my plan to come into action. I am coming.

Luke

I spent time staring at my reflection like a vain teenage boy. I couldn't help it. The lining around my wings had changed from silver to gold. My eyes were the same gold, only more intense and striking. It was weird. I don't know what caused the change but I knew it wasn't leading to something good. Something big was coming and I had to tell everyone. I opened my door and fell to my knees, coughing up the familiar black blood.

Michael

Her small hands were placed against my bare chest as I made love to her slowly and gently. I wanted to be closer to her even though we were as close as we could possibly be. She looked into my eyes and let out a small sigh when my hands held her against me. I tried not to hurt her. I wanted to show her how much I loved her and how I wanted to be with her so desperately. Protecting her and loving her. Y/N's hands moved from my chest towards my wings, stroking them softly. I moaned softly and marveled at how she could make me feel what I was feeling. I could tell I was doing the same to her because her eyes fluttered shut and her mouth opened slightly. "I'll take care of you princess." I said and continued to make slow, passionate love to the one my heart beat for.

Luke

My vision blurred and I knew this one was going to be bad. My chest tightened and I prepared myself for the seizure like occurrence to take over. But it didn't. The pain didn't come. Neither did the loss of my surroundings. I could breathe and my vision started to clear. Standing above me was Calum.

He knelt down beside me and watched as the Avdcal dissolved into my skin. "Whoa. That's seriously cool." He spoke. I was genuinely surprised that Calum was the one to find me like this. I tried to speak but Calum placed a hand over my mouth. "Don't. You're too weak. And I'm not supposed to be here." He whispered. I gave him a questioning look as if I was asking why he even bothered to come. "Yes I know. Why am I here then? I had to see if the same thing happened to-" He did a double take and stared into my eyes and moved his hand from my mouth. "If you're going to kiss me, at least take me to dinner first." My voice came out weaker than I thought it would. He rolled his eyes and helped me sit up slowly. "I'm not going to kiss you moron. You changed too didn't you." He said more like a comment than a question. I nodded and groaned at the discomfort in my wings. I must've landed on them when I almost passed out. "Your eyes are gold." Calum pointed out. "Yeah and you're still an ass. Can we talk about things I don't already know?" Calum helped me off the castle floor and steadied me. "I changed too." I glanced at him and blinked in surprise. He was right. His wings were red and his eyes were the orangy color they usually turned when he was angry. "What do you think's going on?" He asked, looking more vulnerable than I've ever seen him. "I don't know. But we should probably find Michael."

"We? You mean you." Calum said sharply. "Yes. I said we. He needs to know of there's a reason behind this." Geez. Calum's gotten a lot worse. He doesn't see through Ashton's veil of darkness. "I'm not going anywhere with you. I'm going back to where I should be." He turned around and started back down the hallway. "Thanks for saving me Calum. Piape olapireta od oresa." I called after him and I swear he winced at the saying. Balance light and darkness.

Y/N

Michael held you closely in his arms and pressed kisses to your cheeks, nose, forehead, and neck. He had been so gentle and loving with you. It was hard to imagine the way he was when you first met him. The way he held you and the way he pressed against you caused you to shiver. It was amazing. Now he was kissing you all over with kisses lighter than air, but still left your skin tingling. "I love you Michael." You said softly and he grinned at you from your collarbone. "I love you too. You have no idea how it feels to hear you say that." You smiled and ran your fingers through his hair. He let out a small sigh and rested his head on your naked stomach. He was so at peace with himself and with the world. But all of that was about to change soon.

Black. White. Gold. Red. Green. Blue. Which colors go to each side? Only the owners can decide. Each fate is destined to be. All of it is truth, wait and see. The hour is close at hand, blood and screams will soon inhabit the land. Power of black and white. Power of darkness and of light. Nothing good will happen, no not without a fight. Take out your weapons and intentions, forget about the fears and tensions. Now's your time to stand for what you believe in. Light with Michael, or dark with Ashton.