More Than This

She smiled at feeling the wind flowing through her hair.

"Fly,"

She rolled her eyes at his command and she flapped her wings.

Marcus narrowed his eyes when he saw her expression, landing on his feet when he got to the bottom, packing the parachute away and walking away without even glancing to her.

She landed roughly on the ground and he was no where to be found.

Marcus just walked in silence, taking his top off when he got to the lake and diving in.

She eventually came to the lake when he was long under water and she looked around for him.

Marcus eventually surfaced near the centre of the lake.

She looked out towards him. "Marcus?" She called out.

"Oh go away, I have no time for someone who will give me attitude for doing exactly what my job is. If you don't like the way I train you then go find someone else, but good luck protecting yourself from those things; you don't know who you're facing."

"I've come to apologise." She shouted over to him.

Marcus rolled his eyes, swimming over and leaning against the bank; not bothering to lift himself out of the water.

She knelt on the bank looking at him. "I'm sorry." She told him and she sounded sincere. "I didn't expect the commands, I thought you would be easy going like yesterday, but I admit I was wrong."

"Why would I be easy going? You think those things are going to be polite for you? No, it's harsh, cruel and unexpected; if you aren't trained in that way too you won't last two seconds."

She looked at him. "Have a bit of belief." She told him. "I've been in a battle before I know how to switch mindsets." She told him.

"Not against these you haven't, not against what I'm talking about."

She told him. "I'm still sorry."

"You're stupid, have no idea what you're up against and that has made you arrogant,"

"Do not call me stupid." She told him, her wings bristling. "You know, I thought you were great yesterday, a real nice guy, turns out your just as bad as everyone else." She told him standing up. "I made a mistake, I apologised, now it's up to you." She made to walk away. "Tomorrow morning, six oclock, I'll be there."

"No." Marcus sneered, "You don't get to walk away; look at me, I'm not done!" he snapped, pulling himself out of the water; revealing an extremely scarred stomach, the skin contorted and miscoloured.

She looked at him about to say something to him but something else came out when she saw his body. "What happened to you?"

"I was ten, one of them got to me. I was in an induced coma for four years, it destroyed my internal organs. It's a miracle I survived it. You have no clue what you are up against, Poppy."

"Then tell me." She told him. "Don't just tell me that I don't know about it and then leave me hanging until something happens."

"I just told you, you can see it right on me here."

She walked to him and she gently pressed the tips of her fingers just above his marks trying to do something but nothing happened.