"Light as a Feather"
"Kyira? Ky, I heard a couple of thuds." Rex Stewart called down to his sister who had been in her room all day with their half brother Daryl and half sister Jerika Stewart. Jerika suddenly ran out of Kyira's room scared and pale. "WarHawk! Come quick!" Jerika told him, fright in her voice. "It's Kyira!"Rex ran down the hall and looked into the darkened room. On the floor were bloody Thanagarian wings and no body attached to them. Rex could see why Jerika was scared but he felt utter terror.
"Vixen-what happened!" Rex demanded of Jerika. A moment later, Daryl stepped passed Rex, his pants splattered with blood. "Wildheart-!"
Daryl didn't look at him. "…It was her idea…don't kill me…it was her idea…"
Rex let Daryl pass him. The winged man followed the young man a few feet from the door. "What are you talking about? Wildheart! Answer me!"
"…WarHawk…" Jerika's shaky voice made the half Thanagarian male look back into his sister's room. Laying in the light coming from her window balcony doors, a wingless girl was motionless with blood dampening the blue carpet around her.
"Oh, god-Kyira!" Rex ran into her room and knelt beside her. He put his hand on her shoulder, expecting her body to be cold but she was actually warm. "Kyira?"
"…I couldn't live like that…as long as I had wings, I was meant to fly but since I was shot down…I couldn't live like that anymore…If I couldn't fly, I didn't want wings…" Kyira's voice was soft, almost too soft for Rex to hear. Rex scooped up his little sister and held her close.
"Don't worry, Ky." Rex said standing. "Mother will understand."
Rex walked out of the room, blood dripping from his little sister's back. Jerika looked like she was going to be sick. Daryl didn't want to even look at the two half Thanagarians.
"Rex, what's going on up here?" Shyira asked coming upstairs with Loria and John behind her. "Oh, my God-Kyira!"
Loria looked like she was going to faint. John looked at his youngest child in his eldest's arms.
"What happened?" John asked, noticing Kyira's breathing was ragged as Shyira moved auburn hair out of her hatchling's face. "Where are her wings?"
"She's been grounded, John. Her wings were busted, remember?" Shyira shot at him. "Do you know what my people do to those who can't fly? They have no use so they're killed. At least here on Earth, removing her wings will let her pass off as human." Shyira pulled Kyira into her arms and cradled her. "It's alright, baby bird. Mama's here."
John looked at his hand then took off his ring. "Here, Shyira. Give Kyira my ring."
"John, no! You need your ring." Loria said, trying to stop him. John tossed the ring to his oldest son.
"I'm not needed as Green Lantern anymore." John replied. "Give that to your sister, Rex. Come on, you two. You both have patrol to do."
As Loria and her 2 kids headed downstairs, Shyira glanced back at John.
"That's all you have to say? Your baby girl is on the verge of death and you're just going to walk away like all of the other times she's needed you." Shyira accused. "You just give up what ever you don't want and that includes your own half human children. Just go and never come back. We don't need you anymore."
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WarHawk glanced over at the girl in black and green flying beside him. Her eyes were as green as the light surrounding her, allowing her to fly. The source of this light: the ring on her right hand.