Chapter 21- The Painting

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"You ready Little Bird?" Mick asked me as I tugged on the sleeve of my jacket

"I'm ready" I said smirking

I slipped my leather jacket off and put it in the getaway car. I let my wings out and flew up to the roof of the building at the airstrip. I shut my eyes and muttered an incantation and when I opened my eyes again, I could see inside the incoming airplane.

The Rathaways are on the plane. they have the painting I confirmed over a telepathic link I made a few weeks ago with Mick and Lenny

The only problem with the link is that it only goes one way. From me to them. I have to use an incantation for them to talk to me through it, but the incantation drains too much of my energy, so I use a smaller incantation to enhance my hearing, so I can hear everything before we head out for a heist.

"What did Little Bird say?" I heard Mick say from the getaway car

"They're here" Lenny said

The plane landed and I stayed on the roof as Mick and Snart got out of the car

"Welcome home, Mr Rathaway" I heard a man say

"Thank you Ethan" Mr Rathaway said

"Sir, your son, Hartley, he called again" the man from before said

"We don't have a son" Mr Rathaway said

I smirked

Stupid rich people

I saw Lenny walk towards everyone and shoot his ice gu towards the Rathaways.

"Someone better call 911" Snart said

Not much later the police arrived and I jumped down from the roof to join the party. The police seemed surprised to see me.

"What boys? Didn't think I'd be here?" I asked in an innocent voice

"Put your hands up. You're under arrest" One of them foolishly said

I smirked and raised my hands and shut my eyes, muttering an incantation.

"What are you saying?" One of the cops said as he walked up to me

"You'll see" I said before elbowing him in the face

As the police officer fell backwards, a ring of fire erupted around me.

"Snart freeze!" Detective West yelled 

Snart aimed at the cops, but they had some kind of shield

"Raven, alittle help here!" Lenny yelled

I started an incantation, but Detective Thawne shot at me. One bullet hit my arm, the shock causing me to fall. As I fell, I placed a protective shield around me.

Lenny looked over to me to see if I was okay. I nodded and he went back to shooting ice at the cops.

"Mick!" Lenny yelled

"Why do people call you the heat?" Mick asked as he stepped in between me and the police "I'm the heat"

Mick shot at the police with his fire gun.

The shields the police had didn't help against Mick's flames.

Mick had started to lose his cool, but when Detective West shot and hit Mick's gun, he knew it was time to leave. I put my protective shield down, so Lenny could pick me up. As we left the airstrip, Mick grabbed the painting.

Lenny placed me in the back of the car with the painting and we drove away. I melted and evaporated the bullet that was stuck in my arm. I hissed in pain.

"You okay?" Mick asked from the front passenger seat

"Yeah. Forgot how painful this is" I hissed

Once all of the bullet was out of my arm, I placed my hand over the wound and concentrated on it healing. Once my wound was healed, I started breathing heavily and my vision started to darken


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