Jigoku's POV

I sat lazily on a branch of an old mahogany tree,feeling the cool breeze on my skin making me shiver.

I looked over to my side,seeing obnoxious teenagers play...what's that sport again?Right.Volleyball.

I honestly don't see what's so exciting about playing that sport.It's basically playing,"Don't let the balloon touch the floor".

Except it was,"Don't let the balloon touch the floor except it's a ball and there's a net between and there are rules" kinda game.

I haven't played a sport in a while though...'Is killing a sport?'I mused.'Maybe...'

"Hey."

I stood up.I looked at the guy flying in front of me.

"Hi."

He's my first friend since uhm...long ago?He's always been there for me and I appreciate that.

"Jigoku...,"He trailed off."The base..."

I sighed.Man these humans are really meddlesome.They found our base for...I don't know...the 6th time?

I sighed again and flapped my glossy,black wings."Let's go."

I took one last glance at the teens playing volleyball and flew off.