“Crap, crap, crap, crap….” The peculiar chant of pure aggravation came from the young man--along with a few other ‘colorful’ words--as he literally spiraled through the sky, completely out of control; the left black wing fluttered helplessly about, currently futile. If he wasn’t falling to his doom from a height of at least 15,000 feet, he would’ve taken the time to appreciate the wonderful weather. Vexx found it a tad ironic that he was going to die like this though, considering that he possessed a 14-foot wingspan behind him. Unfortunately, he couldn’t use them to weightlessly swoop across the sky like he usually did, thanks to the gaping wound in his right, black wing. His enemies couldn’t follow after him when he had flown away to escape, due to being incredibly outnumbered, so they had decided to pull out a shot gun in attempts to shoot him down. One of those bullets had deeply grazed the ebony edge of his wings, disallowing him to fly. Vexx released a deep breath and closed his silver optics tightly, black hair wildly whipping around his head. “Damn…. I can’t believe this is how I’m going to--?” When he had reopened his eyes to examine how close he was to the ground, he took note of the fact that he was about to fall straight into the ocean instead. Ah, what luck. Quickly, he shielded his face with his arms, aware of the detail that it was probably going to hurt slightly to fall into the ocean from this high up, but when he finally did smack right into the ocean’s surface, relief automatically washed through his body. He wasn’t dead--at least, not thus far. Despite the hard life, he truly wasn’t ready to die just yet. Vexx swiftly surfaced and took in a deep breath of air, glancing around with alert while the somewhat translucent water around him slowly began to turn red from his own blood. He could still feel the warm liquid trickling down his right wing as it continued to, nonchalantly, throb away with persistent pain. He was quite used to ignoring pain, so the adolescent didn’t have a problem with doing it now. Upon realizing that this place was a beach, he folded his wings up against his back, forcing them to neatly slide back into the slits on the back of his olive windbreaker. It was probably best to keep his wings hidden in the windbreaker he had on for the time being, just in case this was a public beach. Aside from the wings, it wasn’t too hard to blend in with other people. He looked exactly like a human and didn’t have the typical pointed ears, despite that he was an elf. Well, he was a different kind of elf--a winged elf, to be exact. They were the kind of elves that’d look completely human, as many elves did, if you subtracted their wings. Vexx knew that he was the last living winged elf in the entire world though, thanks to those mad scientists. He had witnessed the vast majority of them dying right before his eyes, and there weren’t too many of them to begin with…. As the 16 year-old male became closer to dry land, he perceived that the beach wasn’t completely empty after all. Somewhat close to the shore, he was able to catch sight of someone swimming about in the pristine waters. Hopefully, he would go unnoticed. Soundlessly, he swam by the young woman; his hand clutched at his shoulder to veil the newly-formed blood stain on the olive windbreaker. He only side-glanced at her to make sure that she wasn‘t some sort of threat, but he was probably just being overly alert again. As per usual. When his feet hit the sand, he immediately went down to his knees, feeling completely drained. He felt as if he hadn’t slept or eaten in days--oh, right, that was the case. He needed to rest, just for a few minutes. ’Just for a few minutes….’ he repeated through his swimming notions. Yes; then he would simply move on afterwards. Vexx sluggishly crawled a few more inches away from the range of the beach’s tide and fell onto the sand on his side, feeling rather light-headed from the loss of blood. Something about the luke-warm sand was soothingly refreshing against his drenched body. His optics shut rather quickly, and instead of just resting like he had intended to do so, he ‘accidentally’ went completely unconscious. Oops.