Stuck On The Ground

Story by ARMYandBLINK11. Please do not copy anything on this page without explicit permission from her.
==Super-Short Prologue==
All her life, Emilie was just that. Stuck on the ground. Her stupid blue wings always felt as heavy as the big boulder by the ocean, and whenever she tried to flap them, a streak of pain would go through her, like she'd been electrocuted. She didn't want to stay, if it meant getting teased every day and getting punched by her brother. If staying meant getting left behind every "Day Of Flight," she didn't want to stay.
So she didn't.
==Chapter One- Regrets==
Emilie dragged her feet on the dirt path to the forest, leaving marks behind her. She ignored the snickers and whispers from the other kids, the rich ones with two mansions and pink Chanel backpacks. As she progressed further on the dirt path, now in the forest, Emilie looked behind her, making sure no one was following. And then she ran, ran as fast as her legs would allow, all the way into the deep part of the forest, the part with exotic birds and trees five times as large as her. Despite the largeness of the leaves in the trees, sunlight shone through, covering Emilie with the sunlight she didn't need. She sat on a rock under a tree that was barely any taller than her, and thought about the remarks she had heard while walking on the path. They rang in her head.
'That's the girl who transferred in the middle of last year.'
'I bet she's the teacher's pet.'
'I heard she lives in the forest.'
Emilie buried her head in her hands and let all her held-back tears out like a gushing waterfall. She hadn't known that being amongst humans would be so difficult. She had never cried, when she had been with the fairies. Had she? It had been so long ago, so long ago when she had requested to be dropped on Earth as a mortal. She regretted that now. Even if she couldn't fly.
Crunch. Crunch.
Emilie perked up at the sound of leaves crunching. She quickly dried her tears on her already wet school blazer and sat as still as the rock below her. The sounds were getting louder, and the person was getting closer. She knew it was a person because she was used to the sounds of all the animals here.
She crawled behind the tree and peeked out ever so slightly and slowly inspected the person coming close to her. She saw white sneakers, long dark blonde hair, and a pair of bright blue eyes. But most importantly, there was a pair of thin, glowing white wings on the girl's back. Emilie stepped out from behind the tree.
"Aella?"
== Chapter Two- Whirlwind ==
“Aella?” Emilie repeated, and the girl turned around to look at Emilie wide-eyed.
“You-you’re here!”
“Well, where else would I be?”
“A shelter, maybe? And this is no where near water! How are you surviving?”
Emilie pointed towards a large redwood tree. “There’s a lake over there.”
Aella bombarded Emilie with questions. “What do you eat? Wear? Who do you walk to when you get bored?” 
Emilie sighed. “I eat fruits I find here and there. I was given some money before I left the fairies. And I don’t talk to anyone.”
”Why not?”
Emilie just shook her head.
Aella raised an eyebrow but didn’t talk, which was very unlike her older-sister and over-curious self.
Emilie walked down towards the lake, took off her shoes, and sat at the edge of it, her feet touching the cool, sparkling water. Aella sat next to her. “Emilie, you should come back sometime. We miss you. Ruby and Sapphire and Iris and Ar-” She was cut off by Emilie.
“Don’t even get me started on Iris and Archer. They were so busy talking to each other and being lovey-dovey that they barely even noticed me. And Ruby was always busy reading. Sapphire’s not my friend. She’s too snobby for her own good.”
“Well, that’s what you think. I think you’re just mad and are jealous of them. They always included you and- Don’t roll your eyes at me!”
“They never included me. Ever,” Emilie said furiously. “They always had their own games. They always flew off without me.”
“That’s your fault. You can’t fly.”
“IT’S NOT MY FAULT!” She yelled, tears streaming down her cheeks. “It’s not my fault that I can’t fly, it’s not my fault I can’t move my wings.”
The two sat in silence for a while until someone said, “Good. You’re right where you need to be.”
And the world went pitch-black.
== Chapter Three- Voices ==
Voices.
Voices from her side, front, and back. They echoed all around the cold, stony room.
Emilie was awake, but she didn't open her eyes. She listened to the conversation, making sure not to move a muscle.
”So, what do we do next?” A gruff voice asked.
“It’s on the paper, Angus.”
“I lost it Lora,” the man named Angus said.
“You WHAT?!” Lora shouted. “You-“ her voice was muffled by someone’s hand.
“Shut up, you idiots,” a third voice hissed. It gave Emilie the chills.
“But Angus lost the paper,” Lora whispered.
”I know,” the third voice replied.
"You aren't going to do anything about it, Ezra?" Lora asked.
"No. There is no need to find that. The real map of Pearl castle is here." Emilie heard the sound of shuffling and paper. She opened her eyes ever so slightly and saw a shimmering but old map in Ezra's hands.
"Ezra?" said Lora.
"So that was-"
"A fake. I knew I couldn't trust you fools with the real copy."
"Ezra?" Lora asked again.
"What if these two are fakes too?" Angus asked.
"Shut up, rat."
Angus grumbled.
"EZRA!" Lora hissed. "They're awake. According to the vitals."
Ezra snapped her fingers and the sound of thumping feet got louder as someone shoved a fizzy liquid into Emilie's mouth. "No no no..."
== Chapter Four ==