Avi girl from one of my stories, unpublished as of yet. Atalia: Defender.
About this creation
“Do you trust me?” Colleen queried.
After a brief moment’s hesitation, starring right into her violet eyes, Ryan replied with a confident, “Yes.”
“Then come with me,” Colleen grabbed his hand and led, nearly dragging, him to the inside stairwell.
“We are going to the roof,” she explained, letting go of his hand and opening the door.
“You can’t be thinking what I think you are thinking,” Ryan remarked, still following.
Colleen took her T-shirt off, revealing a second-to-last shirt, a green tank-top with holes for her wings.
“You are! Are you crazy!” Ryan yelled up as Colleen slightly opened her wings to air them out from sweat. “You saw the skies, Colleen. You wouldn’t make it through alone, let alone carrying me!”
Colleen looked over her shoulder as she ran, “I can. You will just have to trust me. Are you afraid of heights?”
So here we have Colleen Sparrow, an avi girl from my yet to be published short story "Atalia: Defenders". This is still rough draft and I only now decided her tank top was green and her eyes were purple/violet. I wrote the story almost a decade ago. It ties in to my "Commandos of Avia" series.
Here's a little more after a couple more lines.
“Alright, spread your legs and bend your knees, I need to be able to run if we’re going to get off the ground with the extra weight.”
Ryan complied, “Ready.”
“Alright, we’re off!” Colleen ran at a surprising speed to the edge of the roof and jumped.
“Woa!” Ryan exclaimed as they almost hit the people below, falling for a moment before picking up enough speed for the wind rushing through Colleen’s wings to give them lift.
As they pulled up he exclaimed, “Ya!”
“Easy there, you still afraid?” Colleen inquired in his ear as she avoided the panicky flying Avi.
“Yeah, but if it wasn’t for all th… ah!” he screamed at the end as Colleen folded her wings to avoid two Avi about to collide. By the time she opened them up and started pumping them to regain altitude, they were skimming the heads of the crowd.
“… for all the traffic,” Ryan finished.
Colleen laughed in reply, short burst because she had to immediately return to breathing due to the strenuous exercise.
They were going the opposite direction of the traffic, so eventually the air traffic began to clear enough so that Colleen no longer had to pull such risky maneuvers.
“So, why is it that you seek no reward?” Ryan inquired.
“Well, do you know what a Christian is?” Colleen queried in reply.
“Yeah, born the son of a priest,” Ryan replied.
“Well, then you should know the answer to your question,” she stated.
“How’s that?” he asked.
“Well, it is because Jesus died on the cross for our sins so we could freely go to heaven, giving his life for us,” Colleen explained as they flew higher.
“Wow, really… I was always taught we get to heaven by being good…” Ryan explained.
“No, in fact it says in the Bible that it is only by faith in Jesus. If it was by good works than someone could boast, claiming to be better than someone else. In reality we are all in the same derelict ship, slowly leaking atmosphere.”
“So we don’t have to be good?” Ryan asked, “Then why did you help me?”
Colleen shook her head, causing them to bank side to side, “You missed the point entirely…” she paused beginning to tire from flying twice her weight, “I don’t have to be good, but rather because he saved me from what I deserved I desire to please Him and be like Him, desiring to do good. He gave His life so I could be free, dying in the most horrific way possible in his time, arguably all time, should I not then do likewise and give my life to Him?”
“So, God doesn’t help those who help themselves?”
“No, He helps those who call upon His name and are willing to do whatever He says.”
“And we are not to be perfect, better than everyone else, as my father is always saying?”
“Not one of us is perfect, and in ourselves we cannot ever obtain perfection. In fact to truly be a Christian you have to be an admitted sinner, because only by admitting your sin can you see the need for a savior to save you to get to the point of confessing Jesus as your Lord,” Colleen explained, then inquired, “Do you know what the word sin literally means?”
“No, but I have a feeling you will tell me,” Ryan said with a smile, getting a bug in his mouth.
After he was done spitting, Colleen explained, “It means to miss the mark… speaking of marks, see that landing platform ahead of us?”
“That small one with the small one section landing zone?”
“That’s it, you are going to have to try and get your legs around my waist backward so I can land us.”
“Al…” Ryan was cut short be a loud echoing scream of plasma as the orbital bombardment began and incinerated the atmosphere as it tore through the sky, down to the city below.
“Orbital bombardment,” Colleen needlessly explained, “They are targeting the floating buildings before the ones on the land!” Colleen shouted over the next blast.
Now they had to avoid plummeting debris instead of intelligent masses.
“This is going to be a rough landing!” Colleen screamed as she raced faster toward the landing zone, adrenaline giving her a burst of energy.
“Ah!” her scream sounded like a shriek of a hawk as she bent her wings and tried to use them to slow them down.
And we'll leave them with that cliff hanger. Remember this is all rough draft and subject to some change.