On the edge of the wooden yet gold-gilded porch, the mightiest of the Ancient Greek gods stepped so far onto its pavement that one more footfalls would have caused him to go overboard and jump off. He wasn’t afraid of heights and jumping down from the porch would only cause an immediate transformation.

The man didn’t jump off immediately; on the other hand, gazing into the cloud-enshrouded kingdom, he looked assertive. In the many thousand years of his existence, he hadn’t had to make a choice that would cause him to plunge down from the highest skies. 

A woman soon approached him on the balcony, tenderly placing her hand on his broad, tensed shoulders. They exchanged quick words, out of which her features, mostly the prominent aquiline nose, indicated the worried nature of it. She soon let go of the shoulder to hug him; the wind whipped her lustrous raven black hair aside in a wave as the man finally went over the edge.

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The crystal clear sky, whose turquoise colour and potent sun characterised the dreaded Greek summers changed as if an evil magician had given a flick of his wand. To those who minded the sheep, to those who had just hung their wet togas, to those who had left their pottery to dry had to run and rush their possessions into the safety of the four walls of their homes. Black clouds devoured the blue sky in a swift advance, followed by a breaking of the silence by the heavy thunder. No one below noticed what caused this sudden change although many had given accurate guesses; they wouldn’t have been able to see the cause of this sudden change of weather.

In fact, no one noticed the eagle at the very front of the dark forces of storm, causing this weather in search of its prey. 

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Kurt wasn’t in the least shocked by the sudden change of the weather. After all, the temperature hadn’t changed just the setting had. The thunder did not scare him in the slightest.  For once not minding sheep for his father, no matter the change of weather, he intended to take full advantage of his time to himself. That is what he told himself. 

However, not even Kurt could have predicted the screeching sound of glee a bird not far off projected into the air, which coupled with the sound of crushing thunder, created the effect of being in a horror movie. The screeching sound raised goose bumps all over his body. It told Kurt he was meant to be scared, as if the noise had been targeted for him. Kurt stood up from the safe cover of the cave he’d found while wandering about the mountainside to peer into the sky and wonder what creature could have created such a noise. He was surprised to see it was an eagle.  

The eagle appeared to be a tiny speck within the black of the sky, as it was noticeably whiter and golden even from so far below it. Maybe that was just the contrast to the sky. 

With ever worrying speed, the eagle grew bigger and bigger. At first, that seemed normal to Kurt as an approaching object would grow in size. But then it grew too big. This had to be a hallucination because no eagle was capable to be taller than the human knee.

This eagle was much bigger than that. It landed with a commanding swoosh next to him by the cave’s entrance. Its height was that of Kurt’s own, with a width that was twice of not three times Kurt’s own – then again, it wasn’t very difficult to surpass Kurt’s width.

That was when Kurt began to panic. The surrounding darkness and loud thunder were now a way to keep him trapped in the outside as no one in town would be passing by…no one even knew where he was right now. His feelings of panic peaked at his realisation that this wasn’t any eagle – it was Aaron. With those hazel eyes that he recognized from somewhere else.

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From his 180° viewpoint, Blaine had to give Kurt credit. 

Kurt was afraid, paler as he ever was, but he stood and looked back. The fact that he stood was unusual on its own; most would have fainted by the time they’d realized that as an eagle, it was way bigger than your average bird. Looking back was a whole new level of unexpected challenge for Blaine. You don’t, he told himself, kidnap people and look them in the eye. That just doesn’t happen. Yet there he was, staring the man right back in the eyes. 

It was wrong .

It was right.

It steeled Blaine’s plan.