A stabbing pain hit me in the abdomen, radiating to my back and intensifying, "Oh God" I sit down, hugging my body, as I begin separating from my upper body, feathery cream wings flapped back and forth pulling me inside a swirling clouds of dust and debris that enters our pod
"Mom, no" the kids scream
"Geysa, No!" Emit grabs one of my feathery wing but he's thrown to the walls
Trapped in the growing clouds, I catch one final glance at the pods shooting onto space, the pod's intact and my family made it out, my grateful thoughts before I black out
Soft music and a gentle hand squeeze wakes me underneath green leafy trees
"Thank you angels," Cassandra exclaims, behind her some of our shelter kids and pets gather
Feeling myself, I'm rejoin, whole body and no feather wings. And how on Earth did they find me?
"The SQ3, turns us back in time," Cassandra says, "including dormant abilities"
Unspoken memories of my intense frightening memories with the breed of Manananggals flowed between me and Cassandra. Escaping them amid volcanic eruptions..
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