Taking flight

Heyo my fellow friend, if it isn't I, your lovely reporter stuck as a bat in another world.

It's been exactly a month since the last time we have spoken. The result of that long period of time ? see it yourself. 'Status '

𝗡𝗮𝗺𝗲 : 𝗻𝗼𝗻𝗲

𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗲𝘀 : 𝗖𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗖𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗕𝗮𝘁

𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗽𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 : 𝗖𝘂𝗯

𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹 : 𝟱

𝗔𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀 : 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗩𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗹𝘃 𝟲

𝗕𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗹𝘃 𝟰

𝗘𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗹𝘃 𝟱

𝗠𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗹𝘃 𝟲

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𝗙𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗹𝘃 𝟭

𝗦𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘀 :𝗦𝘂𝗿𝘃𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝘃 𝟱

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[𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗨𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗘, 𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗔 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗔𝗩𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗔𝗕𝗟𝗘 ]

I know what you are wondering, yes, I had to help with a kill again. Not a bat this time, thank goodness. I doubt I could keep myself sane doing that dangerous thing again... well, maybe I could thanks to [ Survivalist ], but that is besides the point.

So, back to what matters. Dad brought a living dinner this time, and it was up to me to kill the little thing. I think that he was trying to teach me how to properly kill a pray for when it is my time to hunt, but it worked more as a preparation for my psyche.

Hmm ? I missed something ? Oh yeah, this morning, well, what I assume is morning, I obtained this ability called flight. I wonder what it does...

So yeah, I'm on my way to becoming an independent bat inside these dark walls.

Thanks to dark vision and echolocation, it has become easier to spot my parents when they are close and it helps to cope with my loneliness. Its hard not being able to talk to anyone for so long.

Also, there is one thing I should tell you guys about.

Dad changed.

Not psychology, well, at least I think not. He changed physically, and a lot at that. He now towers over mom, barely fitting inside our hole. He seems a lot stronger too. his fur color, because I can discern those now a bit, seems to have gotten a bit darker and his eyes now shine in the FUCKING dark. Even though I know he won't do me harm, I can barely control this feeling of needing to be away from him.

So, how did this happened ? frankly, I have no Idea. I just woke up one day to find him coming back home like that. First I though he was a different pers... bat all together, but the smell he had was still the same. Mom also got a little skeptical at first, but it didn't take long for her to calm down.

It actually looks like one of those 'mon' things from my old world. Where the monster changes and becomes way stronger. I wonder if it has anything to do with that bat I helped him kill a month ago. It seems to be beneficial, so I'm not gonna bother with that now.

So what I am doing now is trying to show my parents that I am ready to fly... well, ability wise. I flap my pretty small wings in front of dad, who just stands there looking rather confused. Usually it is the other way around, right ? the parents force their kids to move out into the big dark world.

I try again, this time looking at mom, who I am almost sure is getting what I mean. she looks kinda of understanding... at least, as understanding as a bat can look like, and takes the lead. To not waste our time, she 'mouths' me and drags me outside of the hole.

I take a good 'look' outside, considering it is dark as hell.

I might not look like it, but I'm actually freaking out right here. It is every kids dream, being able to fly. Bats are supposedly the best at maneuvering while in flight and this is my f**king chance. It might not be a bird but, who the heck likes feathers huh ? I tell you, no one.

Also, membranous wings are those things every edgy dark lord of demons and dragons and stuff usually have. I'm like, the best of all worlds.

Ok, I'm diverging too much.

Dad seems to still be confused about what mom is doing... what the heck man, get it together. I'm sure you are smarter than that.

Mom puts me down and I breath heavily.

'MY FIRST TIME FLYING '

I can't control myself and end up shaking with excitement.

'Control yourself, you useless bat. You have no Idea how hard this is going to be. You might as well fly right into a wall and die there and then.

I shake my head, throwing away those awful thoughts.

I slowly open wide my wings, feeling the thin wind that blows inside the cave.

'It's ti..'

Before finishing my previous mental preparations, I fell a nudge at my back and I find myself falling straight down towards the cave floor, which I might add, it is really far away, thankfully.

Fear holds my body tight and I can only think one thing

'IMGONNADIEAGAINIMGONNADIEAGAINFUUUUUUU'

Closing my eyes, I await the impact that, weirdly, never came. When again opening my eyes, concentration over the sounds all around me, feeling the wind sliding through my fingers... I feel it.

'I'm actually flying '

My time of wonder extends for a pretty long time. Taking in the fullness of the cave I was born into. A lot of bats flocking the ceiling and all around. I can see I'm the only fella in training huh, its probably because I'm awesome. gehe.

Trying to control my descent, I notice I'm not actually flying, it is more like gliding. Trying to flap my wings is actually way harder then I previously though. It takes a lot of strength, which I don't have right now to do that. Giving up on an elevation and going back to the entrance of my 'home', I try turning around, back to a place my parents might pick me up. Turning around in itself is easier, but still takes a toll on me.

When I'm close to the wall I came from, the floor is already pretty near. I try moving my wings back and my feet lower to slow me down, and it works ... too much.

I lose most of my momentum, and falls hard on the floor. Ouch.

I can see why it usually takes longer for a baby bat to fly. Even though they might be able to, it is pretty hard on these underdeveloped muscles.

Mom and dad seem to already be on their way to pick me up. I look accusivelly towards mom, I'm pretty sure it was her who pushed me back there. Dad is the one who carries me in his mouth this time, which I APPRECIATE. He actually seems proud while making our way back home. Mom too.

I smile weirdly away from their prying eyes. It's weird mostly because bats aren't supposed to smile, you see.

I wonder i-

[𝗙𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝗽 ]

Yeah, pretty much that. I would love to keep practicing, but my sore arms are killing me, and now I just want to lay down over moms fluffiness.

It sounds like a dream. I still don't know how I died, but it doesn't change the fact that I was supposed to be dead. Yet here I am, being taken care of by two bat parents that are actually pretty nice. It was hard letting go of my old family, but the past is just that, the past. If there is a way of going back, I wonder how they would react to me now being a bat...

Mom grabs me from dad and hovers me over her, licking my face happily.

'I'm happy I made you happy, mom'