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He had done it. He had betrayed the only people who cared about him. He’d killed one of his best friends. Simply because he couldn’t get away from the commission. He had hurt the only people who had ever truly loved him. For nothing.
There was no justice being served, there was no end to the war. He hadn’t done anything. He was a failure. Just like everyone had said. He’d gone and proven his parents right. What was he without his wings. He could still feel them, it was as if the universe was taunting him.
He knew the hospital had medicine for this type of feeling, but he didn’t want it, he deserved the pain. He deserved to sit here and think about what he had done. At the same time he didn’t deserve to bask in the good memories he had with the league.
What was his purpose now? He was truly useless. He couldn’t be a hero, not without his wings. He couldn’t do the one thing he had been trained to do. So what was he meant to do now?
There was once a time were he felt like him being alive was enough of a purpose, he he had hurt the people who made him think that.
He knew it was only a matter of time before the Commission came and took care of him. He was to much of a liability and if they didn’t get to him first then the league would surly come and get their revenge, and he didn’t know if he had it in him to stop them.
If they came for him with the intent to kill and or torture him, would he try and stop them? Would he even be able to stop them if he tried? Before the answer would have been yes, but seeing how things played out…he wasn’t so sure.
It didn’t matter though, he had his own plans. He was going to do the first useful thing he has done in his entire life.
So here he is, standing on top the hospital roof. Ready to fly for the last time. He missed the feeling of wind in his hair, he feeling of falling without hitting the ground. The feeling of freedom. He was never going to truly feel that again.
He wants his last decision to be his own.
He at least deserved that right? It didn’t matter anymore. Because he could hear the wind in his ears, he could feel the air parting for his body. He didn’t pay any mind to the screams below. They weren’t important right now. For the first time since before he betrayed his family did he truly smile.