You were Tyler’s enemy. And not just your casual, high school enemy, oh god no. You were a villain, causing havoc in the city.

And him? He was the hero. You and him had grown close. It was a… love-hate relationship..

And, because of you both being that way, you both had powers-..

Tyler had large, seemingly very fluffy wings, and his staff, which you’d been a little educated on by your parents.

But, today was different than any usual battle. You had the plan all ready, and did about half of it. All that was left, was waiting for your sweet loverboy.

But he didn’t come. Frustrated, you disappeared and left the city to deal with the damages as you went to look for him. You found him eventually, in his house on his bed. You peered through the window.

He seemed.. hurt. His wings were out, gently resting on the best behind him as the sat there, his face contorted to one a mild pain. He couldn’t check his wings, so he didn’t know what was up. You saw it. And it was a gash on his wings. Yeesh…

You contemplated going in to help, but you knew his wings were oh so sensitive..