I lifted my bat, as he slowly got up. He held one hand on his stomach and the other in the air. I wasn't going to hurt you or steal anything, he said. So what the hell are you doing in out house said Johnnie. I needed to know if you were people I'm looking for. Well are we? I asked impatiently. Yes he said with a small smile on his face. Are you from the government? I asked. Maybe they had found out about me and my horns. And that was probably the only reason Johnnie hadn't called the police. We didn't need any government officials here. But then I realised he was wearing a black shirt and ripped skinny jeans. No, he was most likely a burglar. No, he answered, but I was sent by someone to pick you up. Not gonna happen said Johnnie. I know about your horns and you can see in the dark, as I just noticed. I was surprised. How? I asked. I told you, he said. Someone knows you and he wants to see you. At this point I was certain that the something was a young man. He had a deep voice, which I was used to since my brother always had a low voice, but I suspected the man screamed a lot or smoked. His voice sounded like a sexy chainsaw. He had high cheekbones, piercing eyes, and beautiful black hair. He reminded me of someone, but I couldn't remember who. He slowly stood up still holding his gut. That fucking hurts. He said while looking at the baseball bat. When he stood fully upright two dark shadows came from behind him. The shadows were feathers, no they were wings. I looked at them. They were beautiful. Wings? Said Johnnie. How do you keep those in you jacket? It takes some magic, and goodwill. I can fold them over into the sleeves. Said the man. So if we were to come with you, I said, would our parents notice. You turned 18 last month. Soon you will live on your own. I was sent to take both of you with me so you can make a choice. Do you want to live here where people judge you, or in our sanctuary. I was curious. Are there more people like us, like you? I asked.
An entire community, said the man. Now I have limited time, so are you coming with me or not? Okay I said. I'll come, but first I need to know your name. Andrew Black. Said the man, nice to finally meet you. Did it take you long to find us? Asked Johnnie. Andy smiled. It took me 18 years to find you.