Clipped future

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Quackity pov~

I gleefully let the wind tease its way through my wings, which were half open but not open enough for Portal to see the missing primary feathers. I couldn't let anyone know my wings had been clipped and I could no longer fly, only glide and even that took a lot of energy. 

Pretty much the one thing that kept me free was taken away from me. 

Schlatt look away my freedom within minutes. 

I sighed and tipped my head back, lazily resting one of my arms on my bent knees, the other arm hanging off the edge of the building I was sat on. I was still on Patrol, but from this height i had a huge vantage point, so I often came here when I needed a break while patrolling. 

A quiet thump could be heard to my right, so I turned my head to see Portal coming to sit next to me, sitting right on the edge and dangling their legs right off the building, 

"Its nice up here." They whispered, the city lights reflecting in their grey eyes. I knew they were using a voice changer that was in their mask, but it was still nice that they were talking to me. 

I don't know why Portal decided to talk around me, Phil had said they'd do it when they trust the person or when they feel comfortable around the person. Honestly I was surprised Portal felt either comfortable with me or trusted me, and to my knowledge I was the only hero they willingly talked too so far. Plus I have absolutely no clue why the hell they had wanted to patrol with me when they had just patrolled for 5 hours already.

I gave a small chuckle and returned my gaze to the city below, "yeah it is, and neither of us need to worry about plummeting to our deaths which is a bonus." This made Portal give a quiet laugh, 

"What with you being able to fly back up and me being able to teleport? Or if your enhancements weren't working properly, we could just climb back up?" They stated before turning to look at my wings, dangling their hands inbetween their legs off the ledge. It was quiet for a few seconds before they spoke again, 

"you cant fly can you?" they asked softly. I snapped my head round to them and couldn't keep the fear or shock from my eyes, which of cause they noticed. Portal turned back to look at the city but I kept watch of them, "I'm sorry that happened to you, having your freedom to fly properly taken away by someone." My eyes started filling with tears as I let them silently spill down my cheeks as I looked down at the floor/ledge,

"Someone I use to be close to clipped them." I whispered, to which Portal nodded and I closed my eyes and picturing the memory of that awful night that happened four years ago when I was 21.


Flashback~

I snuck in through the bedroom window, silently closing it behind me. I know I shouldn't go out to fly when Schlatts at the bar, but I needed the time to lose myself in the sky. 

He should be coming back soon, and I just hope hes drunk enough that it'll only be a few hits before he passed out.

Tonight had been really cool as well! Id run into three of the heroes- Spitfire, Timeturner and recently added Nihachu. I'd even helped save some people from a burning building and the three heroes had offered me an internship at the hero agency for free! 

Tonight was one of the first nights where I truly felt hope, it was something I hadn't felt for a long time,

"Where have you been you brat?" An angry voice slurred from the door and I froze.

Nononono.

He wasn't suppose to be back yet!

He couldn't know about my evening flights.

He'd already been kind enough by letting me use my wings, I mean he hadn't clipped or tied them up.

Yet.

I was distracted from my thoughts by a hand roughly grabbing me by the back of my neck, making me cry out in pain, but I was quickly silenced by a hot pain on my back as Schlatt grabbed my wings and threw me out the bedroom window.

Sounds and colours blurred as I struggled to crawl onto my hands and knees. 

I could feel warm blood trickling its way down to the floor from multiple glass cuts.

But before I could do anything I heard the back door slam open and heavy footsteps quickly make their way over to me, 

"You fucking bird!" Schlatt screamed and kicked me hard in the side, sending me flying. 

I quickly started backing up on the floor but my back hit a tree.

My vision cleared and I could see Schlatt coming towards me with a knife in his hand. I widen my eyes in fear, 

"I'm sorry! It wont happen again!" I stuttered, screwing my eyes shut.

I was roughly thrown onto my stomach, winding me, but I knew better than to run, "I give you so much freedom, a roof over your head, food on the table and this is how you repay me?! I don't ask for much you little shit! YOU CANT BE FLYING AROUND THE CITY WHENEVER YOU FEEL LIKE IT!!!" Schlatt screamed, he was very intoxicated and very mad, "DO I SERIOUSLY HAVE TO FORCE YOU TO STAY?!" 

His footsteps came running and suddenly I felt red-hot pain radiating through my wings. 

I let out a bloodcurdling scream as Schlatt tore through feathers and skin and muscle until the ends of my wings went numb and he stood back after what felt like hours of torture and pain.

I let my head fall on the floor and watched the golden feathers covered in ruby red blood fall everywhere, but I hadn't released them. 

The person above me, Schlatt? Yeah it was schlatt, spat on the floor and I could feel his eyes on my wings, 

"Well now you won't be able to fly ever again." He growled, "clean yourself up by lunch tomorrow." 

With that he threw the knife on the floor and stormed back inside.

At least I think it was inside, my vision was too blurry to tell.

Something was seriously wrong with my wings, I needed to inspect them but I was in too much pain to move.


After probably hours with me fading in and out of consciousness, I saw a white and black blur out of the corner of my vision. 

They seemed to have a tail? 

And they were very tall. 

And they were definitely half black and half white. 

And their eyes almost seemed to glow red and green.

Was I dreaming?

I must be dreaming.

This person ran towards me and crouched down, laying a hand on my back and whispering into my ear, their voice couldn't have been older than 15 or 16,

"It's ok, it'll be ok. Just try and stay with me yeah?" They paused, "oh jesus..." they whispered, presumably at whatever condition my wings were in.

A beat passed before I felt their long arms scoop themselves under me and I was flipped onto my back again, not even feeling whether my wings were on the floor or not. 

I could feel their claws? Yeah they had claws. I could feel their claws under me and they crouched down and suddenly we were soaring high before landing, the slight bounce told me they were running,

"Your gonna be ok. Your gonna be ok. Your gonna be ok.." They constantly chanted, a slight panic in their calm voice,

"I'm gonna be ok..." I whispered before drifting off into the darkness that swallowed me whole.


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