Flaming wings don't fly(Jason Todd x OC)

Chapter 50: Rising from ashes

The room was silent as Aubrey and Addi stood, their breaths heavy in the cold, damp air. Aubrey's golden tan skin was glowing a faint orange color, and her blood colored hair was a brighter, glowing red. Most of all, her eyes looked like live embers, lighting up in oranges, yellows, and reds. Their mother's mocking laughter filled the cavernous chamber, reverberating off the walls as her shadowed form twisted to face her daughters. Jason, still chained, watched the confrontation unfold, his gaze locked on Aubrey's face.

But tonight, she wasn't simply the woman he loved. Tonight, she was something else entirely—a blazing force with the power to tear worlds apart.

"Come now, my dears," the Black Fog's voice cooed, dripping with dark humor. "You didn't think you could really best me, did you?"

Addi's jaw tightened, her fists clenched at her sides. "We're done with your games, Mother," she spat, her tone venomous. "You can't control us anymore."

Flare's hands ignited, flames licking up her arms, her eyes alight with the same fury she had kept buried for so long. She took a step forward, her voice dangerously quiet. "You wanted to make a weapon out of me. Congratulations. I am that weapon, and tonight, I'm aimed at you."

The Black Fog's eyes narrowed, a twisted smile tugging at her lips. "Then show me, girl. Show me the fire that's buried inside of you—the one that destroyed everything. Your NOTHING! You are a monster who is good for nothing but destruction. Your better off dead than alive. You cause less trouble that way."

Flare's gaze sharpened, memories surfacing unbidden: flames rising high into the night sky, buildings crumbling as the city burned, the heat of her own rage consuming her, leaving behind only ashes. Tonight, she would harness that fire—not to destroy herself, but to end her mothers reign.

With a roar, Flare threw her hands forward, unleashing a torrent of flames that roared across the chamber. The fire seemed to pulse and breathe, alive with a will of its own, fueled by Flare's fury. The air shimmered with heat as her power grew, the fire burning brighter, hotter, casting harsh shadows over every surface.

The Black Fog retaliated, raising her hands as tendrils of darkness writhed and thickened, forming a dense wall of shadows to deflect the flames. The impact shook the chamber, the force of the collision sending a shockwave through the air, rattling the walls and floor. The shadows consumed part of Flare's fire, but the rest continued to push forward, an unrelenting blaze that licked at the edges of the darkness, threatening to engulf it.

The Batfamily assembled and watched from the edges of the chamber, their eyes wide as they took in the sheer magnitude of Flare's power. They had finished up the guards, and had coem to help Aubrey and Addi finish off their mother. 

Clearly they hadn't needed it. Bruce understood now why Aubrey had told him not to stop her. Ever the strategist, he could feel the heat even from his distance, and his face set in a grim expression as he saw Flare for what she truly was. Dick exchanged a tense look with Damian, who had never seen anything like this, his usual calm facade cracking as he took a step back.

Jason, chained and injured, managed a small smile as he watched Flare stand her ground. She was fierce, unstoppable—a firestorm wrapped in human form. This was the woman he had come to know, the power she kept hidden. But seeing it now, unleashed, even he could feel the fear creeping in. She was like a force of nature, beautiful and terrifying all at once.

"Is this what you wanted, Mother?" Flare taunted over the roar of the flames. Her voice echoed through the chamber, her fury giving her strength. She took a step forward, her flames pushing the shadows back inch by inch. "Is this what you trained me for?"

The Black Fog's expression twisted into a snarl as she raised her hands, summoning more shadows to push back the flames. The room darkened as her power intensified, her shadow tendrils writhing and expanding, curling around Flare's fire and snuffing out parts of it. But Flare didn't falter; instead, her flames flared brighter, more vibrant, breaking through the darkness.