Thanagarian (Justice League Fanfic)

Chapter 3

"Shyera What the hell!!" Batman yelled over the com. "He shot me." She said with no worry, "Go get him." He ordered. She let out a huff. The Hawk flew down and retrieved the man landing in an Alley. "Your lucky Bats told me to grab you. He has Heart of mercy." She punched him in the face. And he passed out.

A faint cry was heard. Not from the man but from somewhere else. She dropped him and followed it to the garbage can. "Hello? Anyone there." She called nervously. Shyera saw feathers. Red feathers, covered in blood. A gasp left her mouth. A bloody foot print and a faint handprint was deep red. "Oh my gosh," she follows the trail of feathers and blood. Curiously She peeked behind the garbage can.

"The Hell!" She gasped stepping back. Her whole body almost covered in blood a girl sat before her.

Shyera POV

I placed my hand over my mouth and almost wanted to cry. A brown haired girl with dark brown eyes. An old jacket ripped and old. Pants also ripped and some blood on them. 

Vy nashli menya. Prosto polozhi menya iz moikh stradaniy i ubit' menya . Golos khochet chtoby ya umer .

(You found me. Just put me out of my misery and kill me. The voice wants me to die.)

She spoke. I didn't understand. She placed her forehead on the brick wall of the building. I saw the cut off wings. Pain hit my chest. She cut them. The weapon on the ground. Not even silver any more. Blood on that too.

"John. Come quick. This is a really big emergency." I was about to cry watching this. I hate crying. It made me feel weak.

"Why what happened?" He asked. "Damn it John. Get your ass over here!" I yelled. "Ok, Tell me where you are."

"Recycling Center. The one across from A sea food restaurant."

"Gotcha." He said, "Tell the others Too."

"Will do," he replied before the com went dead.

I moved closer to her. "Hey, I'm A friend. Shyera from the Justice League. I'm here to help."

"Ubey menya. Sdelayte pytki uyti"

"I don't understand. " I said.

"Shyera!" My name was being called. I looked up and saw John and the others. "Over here." I yelled. The walked to me and soon saw what I saw. Batman stared at her.

"YA Betmen. Eto moi druz'ya. My zdes' chtoby pomoch' vam. Pozhaluysta, prikhodite s nami tak, my mozhem poluchit' vam nekotoryye meditsinskoy pomoshchi."

(Im batman. These are my friends. We are here to help you. Please come with us so we can get you some medical attention.)

"Budete li vy ostanovit' golosa "

(Will you stop the voices?)

He nodded yes and stretched out his hand. The brunette placed her skinny little hand in his. Crying into his chest. While he was calling J'ohn I crossed my arms and rubbed them nervously.

We were in the watchtower. Batman rushed her over to the Clinic. Flash, Diana, Superman and John watched. I couldn't. It was too hard to see. I felt a warm hand touch my shoulder as I sat down in the cafeteria.