Chapter 7: The Metal Angel and The Metal Bitter. It’s a Meet Cute!

The Metal Angel (Zero)

Zero was standing in the middle of the training ground, when a girl who looked a few years younger than him ran up and started punching him. Zero was perplexed but the blows didn’t hurt so he decided to let her tire herself out and as she sank to the ground exhausted he patted her on the head and walked away.

Years later, an 18 year old Zero was hanging out at the pool with a good buzz going; he decided it was time to get ready to change to go home he heard arguing. He spun around to find Ara and one of her male friends “Are you two gonna get freaky in the pool or something?” Zero asked. He was met with an angry and flustered “No!” from the pair. Zero decided to stay and hang out with them all.

Zero re-entered the pool with the group, talking, laughing and joking. He could feel someone staring at him as if ready to attack, he glanced around nonchalantly only to see it was Ara. He gave her a genuine smile as he lifted his mask, seeing her jump and hide behind her friend all he could think was “I’m gonna marry her one day”

5 years later Zero is 23: Zero was in his armor talking to his men when he felt a sharp pain in his arm. He growled and cursed The Metal Bitter she threw up her middle fingers as he tallied the number of marks she left on his armor. He shot an annoyed glance at the few new recruits that were snickering.

7 years later Zero is 30: Zero stumbled out the door; his wings in tatters from his latest fight with his father. He takes a step and falls through the cloud and down to Earth. The fight played and replayed in a dream-like state, the result always staying the same, the threats, the fight, his wings being cut, then falling to Earth. In the middle of a replay *BAM* he was awakened by a terrible pain in his nethers. He groaned in pain as going in and out of consciousness as these two women pulling him along, one of them apologizing for everything as the other one laughed, maybe it was the pain playing with his mind but that laugh sounded familiar.

The Metal Bitter (Ara)

Ara hid around a tree, watching who she thought was her sparring partner; waiting for the perfect moment to strike. As soon as they turned their back Ara pounced; running full speed at them. Landing blow after blow but the dragon in front of her wasn’t budging. After a good bit of time her blows became tired and slow; she slowly sank to the ground she felt the person pat her head; she looked up to see them walking away.

Years later, a 17 year old Ara: Ara and her friends were ready to swim her swimsuit under her clothes. Her and a male friend verbally throwing hands as she blindly followed him into the men’s changing room. “Are you two gonna get freaky in the pool or something?” A deep male voice asked. “No!” the pair of them replied not breaking eye contact, the energy crackled. After going to the female’s changing room, Ara pulled off the clothes and shoved them into her bag. She slipped in the pool, her eyes locked on Zero, like a lioness hunting her prey. Seeing his scars all she could think was ‘Gods, his scars are so hot’ as if Zero had read her mind he lifted his mask showing the scar on his eye and smiled. Ara shily jumped behind her friend to hide.

5 years later Ara is 22: Ara was running through the streets when sees him The Metal Angel talking with some of his soldiers. She runs up, bits right through his armor and runs off. The man in the armor cursed her name as The Metal Bitter earning him a bird or 2 from her.

7 years later Ara is 29: Ara down on Earth was walking with a female friend. When she sees a man laying on the cold ground. ‘Why does he seem so familiar?’ she thought as they each took a leg and started to drag him back to their home. The two women decided to race back home; they forgot they were dragging a man and not fire wood. They thinking it was a log they had tried to knocked down a tree and *BAM* as they tried unsuccessfully to split this man up the middle via a tree. “OH!!!” the man groaned “sorry” the one woman said “i’m not” Ara laughed.

To Be Continued.