Flights 28/?
Title: Flights 28/?
Pairing: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Changmin/Junsu, Junho/Yunho (implied Yunho/Changmin/Junsu) Many SuJu pairings
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Only in my little delusionall world does Yoochun have wings and fangs.
Summary: After centuries, Yoochun has finally found his mate in the human Jaejoong, but circumstances beyond his control are keeping them from being secure and happy.
A/N: This fic is for jirluvien who wanted a JaeChun vampire fic. I hope you like it! *huggles*
Poster credit goes to ponyboy! Thank you! It's gorgeous!
Part 28: Flights of Flights
A few hours before sunset, Leeteuk relieved Yoochun from his watch and he was able to let his body rest. It was always harder to stay awake during the day; the pull of the sun was a constant reminder, even if its rays weren’t enough to knock him unconscious.
Again, Jaejoong kept his nightmares at bay, and Yoochun woke up with a kiss and a drink for his mate.
“Let’s go take a flight,” Yoochun whispered. “You need the practice, and you need to keep your wings strong.”
“Really, Chunnie? We can go outside?”
Yoochun laughed at his eagerness and wrapped his arms around him. “Yes. We can.”
“Yes!” Jaejoong shouted and jumped out of bed. He half flew across the room to their bags. “I need to wear something appropriate.”
Yoochun continued to smile at his mate and propped up on an elbow to watch him change.
Yunho grumbled from the other bed, arms tightening around Junho. “What the hell?”
“Sorry,” Jaejoong said. He flounced to the other bed, kissed Yunho’s cheek (Junho growled in his sleep), and then flew back to Yoochun for a real kiss. “We’re going outside!”
Yunho smiled. “Be careful.”
“We will,” Yoochun said. “We’re just going out far enough to spread our wings a bit.”
Jaejoong pulled on a pair of jeans with pre-made holes in them. He grabbed a shirt and pulled his head through the top. Too excited, the green shirt caught on his wings and he struggled with it, pouting. Yoochun chuckled and moved over to his mate to help. He grabbed the bottom of the shirt and adjusted it so the ends wound around his waist. He let his fingers trace the skin of Jaejoong’s lower back while quickly entwining the fabric in an intricate series of knots.
“Something else I have to teach you to do.”
Jaejoong made a face. “They’re so complicated. I miss normal t-shirts.”
Yoochun pressed a kiss to Jaejoong’s shoulder. He moved his lips down the firm curve of Jaejoong’s wing. “But a t-shirt would cover your wings and they’re way too beautiful to be hidden away.”
Jaejoong’s skin flushed and his wings shivered under the soft treatment. “Chunnie,” he whined, slightly breathless. “Don’t. I want to fly.”
With a smile, Yoochun pulled away. “Okay, my mate. Let’s go.”
They said goodbye to Yunho and left the bedroom, arms around each other’s waists.
“Don’t go far,” Changmin reminded him as they made their way through the main cavern.
“We won’t,” Yoochun said. “I’m going to teach him how to take off.”
“Good place for it,” Changmin said with a nod, and turned back to his consoles.
“You didn’t say anything about taking off,” Jaejoong said with a pout.
Yoochun squeezed him. “Don’t worry, darling. It won’t be that hard.”
The main doors to the cavern were wide open. A few pairs of Avixiary sat on the edge of the cliff, legs dangling. A familiar pair of light brown, spotted wings stopped Yoochun in his tracks.
“Hyesung?”
The wings moved and the head turned. His black hair was wind-tossed. The smile on his face fell and he whispered Yoochun’s name and by that time Yoochun was already there, throwing himself into his old friend’s arms. The scruff on his cheeks scraped over Yoochun’s skin.
Chunnie, Jaejoong whined.
Yoochun pulled away, hands on Hyesung’s cheeks. “How are you?” he whispered.
Hyesung smiled widely. “I’m fine, fledging.”
Yoochun held out an arm and looked at Jaejoong, without letting go. “Jaejoong, come here. Meet Hyesung.” Yoochun turned back to him. “He taught me how to fly.” Yoochun’s voice broke and he buried his face in Hyesung’s neck again.
“Come now, kid, your mate is growing upset.”
Yoochun pulled away and wiped his cheeks. “Sorry, Jaejoong. I haven’t seen Heysung for hundreds of years.”
“It’s okay,” Jaejoong whispered.
“And are we invisible?” another familiar voice asked.
Yoochun laughed and launched himself at MinWoo. In moments, he was in a pile of laughing and poking with Dongwan, Jin, Eric and Andy.
“Don’t mind him,” Hyesung said to Jaejoong. “He’s always been a little emotional.”
“I like him like that,” Jaejoong said. “You … you taught him to fly?”
Hyesung nodded. “When he was only ten.”
“Wow. Really.” Jaejoong sat down and crossed his legs. “What was he like as a kid?”
“Oh, no,” Yoochun said, moving away from the others.
Hyesung laughed and then leaned to Jaejoong. He whispered conspiratorially, “He was afraid of heights.”
Jaejoong bit his lower lip, trying not to laugh.
Yoochun groaned. “Aw, hyung, come on.”
The others didn’t bother to hide their laughter.
“It was insanely funny,” MinWoo said. “Heysung had to throw him out of a tree.”
Jaejoong smiled at Yoochun. “Really?”
Yoochun shrugged. “We were hundreds of feet up, and I’d never been that high before.”
“He wouldn’t jump by himself until he was fifteen.”
“I got tired of you throwing me out of the tree.”
Jaejoong giggled.
Yoochun stuck his tongue out at Jaejoong and said, “Okay, I was going to go easy on you, but come on. It’s time for you to learn to take off. You guys going to help?”
“Of course!” they said.
“You don’t have to throw me off,” Jaejoong said and stood up.
“I wouldn’t anyway,” Yoochun said and pressed a quick kiss to Jaejoong’s cheek. “Watch them.”
Hyesung ran toward the edge of the cavern. His wings snapped open right at the edge and dropped down as he jumped up and out, wings rising. He appeared to coast for a long second and then dropped. His wings pumped down again and he rose, flying a short distance and then turning. The others followed him out, and then formed a ring around the cavern.
“You ready?”
Jaejoong shook his head.
“Scared?”
“Kind of. I’m clumsy, remember. And it’s … kind of nerve wracking. I mean … they-they’re so good.” He gestured to the older Avixiary, urging him on.
Yoochun put himself between them and put his forehead against Jaejoong’s. They are only here to help, love. Avixiary help each other with everything, remember? Hyesung didn’t mention that the others caught me every time he threw me from the tree until I learned to get my wings underneath me. They won’t let you fall, even if you trip and stumble on the ledge. We’ll catch you.
Jaejoong smiled and kissed him. “Okay. Let’s fly.”
“Watch me, and remember, run spread down up down jump up down.”
Jaejoong made a face and pushed him. “Not helpful.”
Yoochun laughed, stole another kiss and then pushed away. He turned and ran, timing it so his wings snapped out two steps to the edge, he forced them down and up, jumped and felt himself fall until his wings caught the air and forced him back up. He stroked down twice and then spread his wings, banked tightly and faced the cavern opening.
Jaejoong bit his lower lip. His chest rose in a deep breath. Yoochun filled with pride as he watched his mate fearlessly run at the drop off. He jumped, but didn’t quite get his wings spread enough. Jin was closest and easily caught him before he could fall more than a couple of feet.
“Spread your wings sooner,” Jin said as he set Jaejoong back on the ledge.
Jaejoong nodded and walked into the shadowy cavern. He tried again. This time he managed to get his wings spread, but the shock of them snapping open threw him off balance and he almost fell out of the cavern, foot catching the very edge. MinWoo shot forward and grabbed him before he could tumble to the trees growing on the cliff face.
“One more time,” Jaejoong said, determined.
“Your knee,” Yoochun pointed out.
Jaejoong waved at him. “It’s fine.”
Yoochun felt the dull ache from where Jaejoong had smacked it when he fell. MinWoo stayed next to him and told him to watch carefully as he ran off the edge and took off again.
“You’re going to fall initially,” Yoochun said, as he flew a little closer to the cave, “because even Changmin hasn’t figured out how to conquer gravity. But don’t panic about it, just pump your wings and climb.”
Jaejoong nodded and then took a deep breath and tried again. He almost managed on the third try, but stumbled in the air. Yoochun was close enough to steady him and Jaejoong held onto him tightly as they dropped a few feet before Yoochun could fly and support them.
“Almost.”
“I feel gangly and uncoordinated again,” Jaejoong said and made a face.
“You’ll get it. It’s just like when you first had your wings and you had to get used to them on your back.”
Jaejoong pushed Yoochun away. “Let me try again.”
Yoochun stole a kiss on his cheek, and then turned around and joined the others hovering in the air.
It took Jaejoong three more tries before he could get out of the cavern and not need assistance. The others swarmed around him in the air, cheering and patting his back. Jaejoong smiled and broke away from them and flew at Yoochun. Yoochun caught him and hugged him close.
“Well done, love.”
“Can we go fly now?”
“Yeah. Stay low, under the trees, and we’ll find a place to rest.” He let Jaejoong go and Jaejoong laughed and flew off first.
Yoochun said goodbye to the others and thanked them for their help before flying after his mate.
Jaejoong loved to fly, but what Avixiary didn’t? The only thing Yoochun wanted more than following after his mate was following him in the open sky instead of through trees. Yoochun connected to Jaejoong and showed him how to go faster, speed up and spin and turn. Jaejoong laughed as he tried it. They raced through the trees, wind in their faces, the moon on their backs where the light broke through the trees.
Jaejoong’s wing clipped a branch and he just caught himself on another tree before losing control.
Yoochun caught up, worried, but Jaejoong said he was fine and they fell against the wide trunk and kissed. Yoochun hummed and rearranged so he was sitting on the branch, wings spread around the tree behind him. Jaejoong straddled his lap, arms around his neck.
I should teach you how to make a tree hammock, too, Yoochun said, but I’d much rather kiss you right now.
Jaejoong laughed and left fluttering kisses down Yoochun’s jaw. Yoochun tilted his head back with a moan. His fingers easily found and loosened the ties on the shirt. He pressed his warm palms to Jaejoong’s skin. His mate shivered and forced his hips down.
Mm, Chunnie, I want you.
Yoochun was about to reply when Changmin’s voice cut through their thoughts. Keep it in your pants. The President is asking for us.
Yoochun sighed and slammed his head against the tree in frustration.
Jaejoong smiled and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “At least we weren’t fucking already.”
“If we were fucking already, I would have told him to get his wings clipped.”
After one more kiss, Yoochun helped Jaejoong out of the tree and they flew back to the caverns. Changmin was already there, face obscured, along with thirty or so others. Changmin and a couple of others wore the Kevlar vests and had guns strapped to their backs. He handed Jaejoong and Yoochun a black bandana to cover their faces.
On the screen were three people: the President of Korea, a general in full military gear, and a nicely dressed woman that Yoochun did not recognize.
That is the leader of Avixiary Freedom, Changmin supplied.
Well, this should be fun, Hyesung’s voice said in their heads.
Before I connect with them, everyone should know what they’re going to say. The General is going to assure us that the other Avixiary are being treated well in the compounds and that there haven’t been anymore uprisings or riots. That is a lie. As soon as it was dusk, the Avixiary in Incheon rose up. Fifteen Avixiary and four humans were killed. They are being restrained just like you guys were. The woman is Lee Taeyeon. She is the daughter of a senator and the leader of Avixiary Freedom. Don’t trust anything she says.
We only trust each other, Heechul said.
Changmin nodded and turned to the monitors. He hit a button and said, “Good evening, President, General. Miss Taeyeon-shi. Before we continue, I want you to know that this is being broadcast on all three major television stations. What can we do for you?”
The three of them stiffened. Yoochun didn’t blame them, faced with thirty masked Avixiary. Jaejoong gripped his hand tightly and Yoochun whispered down their link to soothe him.
“We would like to know where you are,” the General said.
Changmin laughed. “I’m sure. Are the Avixiary in other compounds going to be released or not?”
“We can’t do that,” the President said. “It would cause widespread panic.”
Changmin nodded. “Yes, it would. But if you guys weren’t breeding fear and hate in humans, then it wouldn’t, so really, it’s all your fault.”
“You have twenty humans with you. We would like you to release them.”
“We have nineteen. And they aren’t being held captive,” Changmin said. “They can leave if they want to. They don’t want to. Your government deemed them less than human, and only worthy of being fed on. We, as Avixiary, have always treated our feeders well, and they like us. They don’t like you.”
“They are considered hostages,” Taeyeon said. “It would be wise for them to leave. To improve your image with the media.”
“If you reported truths instead of lies, then they would not be considered hostages.” Changmin voice changed. Patient and slow like he was talking to a child.
Yoochun felt more than one Avixiary smile.
“I will reassure the government that we have never had contact with Avixiary Freedom. We appreciate their sentiments, but we will never trust anyone that close to the government. Also, you can tell the person trying to hack through my system to stop. It won’t work. I’ve had hundreds of years of practice with equipment he’s only spent ten years studying. We would also appreciate it if you disabled the group known as the Avixiary Destruction Squad. We are more than equipped to match them in man power and weaponry.”
“What do you want?” the General finally snapped.
Changmin chuckled. “The same thing that every Avixiary wants. I want to fly freely through the night skies, and have my mate be the only one who I will answer to. All Avixiary feel this way, though some are not as happy as I am since their mates have been killed. Four, five hundred years ago, your ancestors destroyed and murdered every female Avixiary, making it impossible to have our own young. This was not enough for them, so they corralled us like animals in bunkers where we were only allowed to feed on males, so there was no chance of a female being turned. We understand the reason why they did this, and we understand that most of you are afraid, and see us as monsters, but as I said before, we are ingrained with human lives, we need them, and we love humans and we appreciate their support and sacrifice. We can live in peace with you. We will live in peace with you if you will live in peace with us. But if you refuse to release the others, then we will be forced to release them for you.”
“And if we have them all exterminated?” the General asked, a smug look on his face. Taeyeon gasped and glared at him, but he ignored her.
Changmin let his sadness fill his eyes. “We had hoped that the humans would be smarter than that and more reasonable.” He looked behind him at the rest of the Avixiary. “I cannot make the decision myself of what we will do next. But we will meet as Avixiary, discuss our options and then let you know of our decision. Those gathered here are not the only free Avixiary. I send a call to all of them. To meet where Avixiary have always met in times of crisis and celebration. We ask you again to think of what we want and what we need as Avixiary. Perhaps we can come to peace. Perhaps we cannot. Have a good day, gentlemen, Lady Taeyeon.”
Changmin reached over and cut the connection, though the General had opened his mouth to say something. He leaned his elbows on the console and put his face in his hands.
It is unsurprising, Hyesung said, voice layered with despair.
What do we do now? Leeteuk asked.
I don’t know, Changmin replied, But it’s not fair for Avixiary to suffer in compounds when we are free.
Then we free them, Hyesung said. We will not have the element of surprise like you did, but we have four times as many as you attacked with. They cannot stop us all.
Changmin nodded. Rest through the day. Gather your stores and pack everything we need. We will meet with the other free Avixiary tomorrow night, and then decide which compound to hit next.
This is Shinwa, if you didn't know:
Part 29: Flights of Contention
Part 27: Flights of Demands
Part 26: Flights of Compromise
Part 25: Flights of Progress
Part 24: Flights of Revival
Part 23: Flights of Regrouping
Part 22: Flights of Retreat
Part 21: Flights of Relaxation | Part 20: Flights of Revenge | Part 19: Flights of Indecision | Part 18: Flights of Planning | Part 17: Flights of Feeding | An Interlude: Flights of HoHo | Part 16: Flights of Realization | Part 15: Flights of Distractions | Part 14: Flights of Battles | Part 13: Flights of Obstacles | Part 12: Flights of Uncertainty | Part 11: Flights of Understanding | Part 10: Flights of Control | Part 9: Flights of Discovery | Part 8: Flights of Recovery | Part 7: Flights of Abduction | Part 6: Flights of Passion | Part 5: Flights of Suspicion | Part 4: Flights of Change | Part 3: Flights of Freedom | Part 2: Flights of Desperation | Part 1: Flights of Possession
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Pairing: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Changmin/Junsu, Junho/Yunho (implied Yunho/Changmin/Junsu) Many SuJu pairings
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Only in my little delusionall world does Yoochun have wings and fangs.
Summary: After centuries, Yoochun has finally found his mate in the human Jaejoong, but circumstances beyond his control are keeping them from being secure and happy.
A/N: This fic is for jirluvien who wanted a JaeChun vampire fic. I hope you like it! *huggles*
Poster credit goes to ponyboy! Thank you! It's gorgeous!
Part 28: Flights of Flights
A few hours before sunset, Leeteuk relieved Yoochun from his watch and he was able to let his body rest. It was always harder to stay awake during the day; the pull of the sun was a constant reminder, even if its rays weren’t enough to knock him unconscious.
Again, Jaejoong kept his nightmares at bay, and Yoochun woke up with a kiss and a drink for his mate.
“Let’s go take a flight,” Yoochun whispered. “You need the practice, and you need to keep your wings strong.”
“Really, Chunnie? We can go outside?”
Yoochun laughed at his eagerness and wrapped his arms around him. “Yes. We can.”
“Yes!” Jaejoong shouted and jumped out of bed. He half flew across the room to their bags. “I need to wear something appropriate.”
Yoochun continued to smile at his mate and propped up on an elbow to watch him change.
Yunho grumbled from the other bed, arms tightening around Junho. “What the hell?”
“Sorry,” Jaejoong said. He flounced to the other bed, kissed Yunho’s cheek (Junho growled in his sleep), and then flew back to Yoochun for a real kiss. “We’re going outside!”
Yunho smiled. “Be careful.”
“We will,” Yoochun said. “We’re just going out far enough to spread our wings a bit.”
Jaejoong pulled on a pair of jeans with pre-made holes in them. He grabbed a shirt and pulled his head through the top. Too excited, the green shirt caught on his wings and he struggled with it, pouting. Yoochun chuckled and moved over to his mate to help. He grabbed the bottom of the shirt and adjusted it so the ends wound around his waist. He let his fingers trace the skin of Jaejoong’s lower back while quickly entwining the fabric in an intricate series of knots.
“Something else I have to teach you to do.”
Jaejoong made a face. “They’re so complicated. I miss normal t-shirts.”
Yoochun pressed a kiss to Jaejoong’s shoulder. He moved his lips down the firm curve of Jaejoong’s wing. “But a t-shirt would cover your wings and they’re way too beautiful to be hidden away.”
Jaejoong’s skin flushed and his wings shivered under the soft treatment. “Chunnie,” he whined, slightly breathless. “Don’t. I want to fly.”
With a smile, Yoochun pulled away. “Okay, my mate. Let’s go.”
They said goodbye to Yunho and left the bedroom, arms around each other’s waists.
“Don’t go far,” Changmin reminded him as they made their way through the main cavern.
“We won’t,” Yoochun said. “I’m going to teach him how to take off.”
“Good place for it,” Changmin said with a nod, and turned back to his consoles.
“You didn’t say anything about taking off,” Jaejoong said with a pout.
Yoochun squeezed him. “Don’t worry, darling. It won’t be that hard.”
The main doors to the cavern were wide open. A few pairs of Avixiary sat on the edge of the cliff, legs dangling. A familiar pair of light brown, spotted wings stopped Yoochun in his tracks.
“Hyesung?”
The wings moved and the head turned. His black hair was wind-tossed. The smile on his face fell and he whispered Yoochun’s name and by that time Yoochun was already there, throwing himself into his old friend’s arms. The scruff on his cheeks scraped over Yoochun’s skin.
Chunnie, Jaejoong whined.
Yoochun pulled away, hands on Hyesung’s cheeks. “How are you?” he whispered.
Hyesung smiled widely. “I’m fine, fledging.”
Yoochun held out an arm and looked at Jaejoong, without letting go. “Jaejoong, come here. Meet Hyesung.” Yoochun turned back to him. “He taught me how to fly.” Yoochun’s voice broke and he buried his face in Hyesung’s neck again.
“Come now, kid, your mate is growing upset.”
Yoochun pulled away and wiped his cheeks. “Sorry, Jaejoong. I haven’t seen Heysung for hundreds of years.”
“It’s okay,” Jaejoong whispered.
“And are we invisible?” another familiar voice asked.
Yoochun laughed and launched himself at MinWoo. In moments, he was in a pile of laughing and poking with Dongwan, Jin, Eric and Andy.
“Don’t mind him,” Hyesung said to Jaejoong. “He’s always been a little emotional.”
“I like him like that,” Jaejoong said. “You … you taught him to fly?”
Hyesung nodded. “When he was only ten.”
“Wow. Really.” Jaejoong sat down and crossed his legs. “What was he like as a kid?”
“Oh, no,” Yoochun said, moving away from the others.
Hyesung laughed and then leaned to Jaejoong. He whispered conspiratorially, “He was afraid of heights.”
Jaejoong bit his lower lip, trying not to laugh.
Yoochun groaned. “Aw, hyung, come on.”
The others didn’t bother to hide their laughter.
“It was insanely funny,” MinWoo said. “Heysung had to throw him out of a tree.”
Jaejoong smiled at Yoochun. “Really?”
Yoochun shrugged. “We were hundreds of feet up, and I’d never been that high before.”
“He wouldn’t jump by himself until he was fifteen.”
“I got tired of you throwing me out of the tree.”
Jaejoong giggled.
Yoochun stuck his tongue out at Jaejoong and said, “Okay, I was going to go easy on you, but come on. It’s time for you to learn to take off. You guys going to help?”
“Of course!” they said.
“You don’t have to throw me off,” Jaejoong said and stood up.
“I wouldn’t anyway,” Yoochun said and pressed a quick kiss to Jaejoong’s cheek. “Watch them.”
Hyesung ran toward the edge of the cavern. His wings snapped open right at the edge and dropped down as he jumped up and out, wings rising. He appeared to coast for a long second and then dropped. His wings pumped down again and he rose, flying a short distance and then turning. The others followed him out, and then formed a ring around the cavern.
“You ready?”
Jaejoong shook his head.
“Scared?”
“Kind of. I’m clumsy, remember. And it’s … kind of nerve wracking. I mean … they-they’re so good.” He gestured to the older Avixiary, urging him on.
Yoochun put himself between them and put his forehead against Jaejoong’s. They are only here to help, love. Avixiary help each other with everything, remember? Hyesung didn’t mention that the others caught me every time he threw me from the tree until I learned to get my wings underneath me. They won’t let you fall, even if you trip and stumble on the ledge. We’ll catch you.
Jaejoong smiled and kissed him. “Okay. Let’s fly.”
“Watch me, and remember, run spread down up down jump up down.”
Jaejoong made a face and pushed him. “Not helpful.”
Yoochun laughed, stole another kiss and then pushed away. He turned and ran, timing it so his wings snapped out two steps to the edge, he forced them down and up, jumped and felt himself fall until his wings caught the air and forced him back up. He stroked down twice and then spread his wings, banked tightly and faced the cavern opening.
Jaejoong bit his lower lip. His chest rose in a deep breath. Yoochun filled with pride as he watched his mate fearlessly run at the drop off. He jumped, but didn’t quite get his wings spread enough. Jin was closest and easily caught him before he could fall more than a couple of feet.
“Spread your wings sooner,” Jin said as he set Jaejoong back on the ledge.
Jaejoong nodded and walked into the shadowy cavern. He tried again. This time he managed to get his wings spread, but the shock of them snapping open threw him off balance and he almost fell out of the cavern, foot catching the very edge. MinWoo shot forward and grabbed him before he could tumble to the trees growing on the cliff face.
“One more time,” Jaejoong said, determined.
“Your knee,” Yoochun pointed out.
Jaejoong waved at him. “It’s fine.”
Yoochun felt the dull ache from where Jaejoong had smacked it when he fell. MinWoo stayed next to him and told him to watch carefully as he ran off the edge and took off again.
“You’re going to fall initially,” Yoochun said, as he flew a little closer to the cave, “because even Changmin hasn’t figured out how to conquer gravity. But don’t panic about it, just pump your wings and climb.”
Jaejoong nodded and then took a deep breath and tried again. He almost managed on the third try, but stumbled in the air. Yoochun was close enough to steady him and Jaejoong held onto him tightly as they dropped a few feet before Yoochun could fly and support them.
“Almost.”
“I feel gangly and uncoordinated again,” Jaejoong said and made a face.
“You’ll get it. It’s just like when you first had your wings and you had to get used to them on your back.”
Jaejoong pushed Yoochun away. “Let me try again.”
Yoochun stole a kiss on his cheek, and then turned around and joined the others hovering in the air.
It took Jaejoong three more tries before he could get out of the cavern and not need assistance. The others swarmed around him in the air, cheering and patting his back. Jaejoong smiled and broke away from them and flew at Yoochun. Yoochun caught him and hugged him close.
“Well done, love.”
“Can we go fly now?”
“Yeah. Stay low, under the trees, and we’ll find a place to rest.” He let Jaejoong go and Jaejoong laughed and flew off first.
Yoochun said goodbye to the others and thanked them for their help before flying after his mate.
Jaejoong loved to fly, but what Avixiary didn’t? The only thing Yoochun wanted more than following after his mate was following him in the open sky instead of through trees. Yoochun connected to Jaejoong and showed him how to go faster, speed up and spin and turn. Jaejoong laughed as he tried it. They raced through the trees, wind in their faces, the moon on their backs where the light broke through the trees.
Jaejoong’s wing clipped a branch and he just caught himself on another tree before losing control.
Yoochun caught up, worried, but Jaejoong said he was fine and they fell against the wide trunk and kissed. Yoochun hummed and rearranged so he was sitting on the branch, wings spread around the tree behind him. Jaejoong straddled his lap, arms around his neck.
I should teach you how to make a tree hammock, too, Yoochun said, but I’d much rather kiss you right now.
Jaejoong laughed and left fluttering kisses down Yoochun’s jaw. Yoochun tilted his head back with a moan. His fingers easily found and loosened the ties on the shirt. He pressed his warm palms to Jaejoong’s skin. His mate shivered and forced his hips down.
Mm, Chunnie, I want you.
Yoochun was about to reply when Changmin’s voice cut through their thoughts. Keep it in your pants. The President is asking for us.
Yoochun sighed and slammed his head against the tree in frustration.
Jaejoong smiled and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “At least we weren’t fucking already.”
“If we were fucking already, I would have told him to get his wings clipped.”
After one more kiss, Yoochun helped Jaejoong out of the tree and they flew back to the caverns. Changmin was already there, face obscured, along with thirty or so others. Changmin and a couple of others wore the Kevlar vests and had guns strapped to their backs. He handed Jaejoong and Yoochun a black bandana to cover their faces.
On the screen were three people: the President of Korea, a general in full military gear, and a nicely dressed woman that Yoochun did not recognize.
That is the leader of Avixiary Freedom, Changmin supplied.
Well, this should be fun, Hyesung’s voice said in their heads.
Before I connect with them, everyone should know what they’re going to say. The General is going to assure us that the other Avixiary are being treated well in the compounds and that there haven’t been anymore uprisings or riots. That is a lie. As soon as it was dusk, the Avixiary in Incheon rose up. Fifteen Avixiary and four humans were killed. They are being restrained just like you guys were. The woman is Lee Taeyeon. She is the daughter of a senator and the leader of Avixiary Freedom. Don’t trust anything she says.
We only trust each other, Heechul said.
Changmin nodded and turned to the monitors. He hit a button and said, “Good evening, President, General. Miss Taeyeon-shi. Before we continue, I want you to know that this is being broadcast on all three major television stations. What can we do for you?”
The three of them stiffened. Yoochun didn’t blame them, faced with thirty masked Avixiary. Jaejoong gripped his hand tightly and Yoochun whispered down their link to soothe him.
“We would like to know where you are,” the General said.
Changmin laughed. “I’m sure. Are the Avixiary in other compounds going to be released or not?”
“We can’t do that,” the President said. “It would cause widespread panic.”
Changmin nodded. “Yes, it would. But if you guys weren’t breeding fear and hate in humans, then it wouldn’t, so really, it’s all your fault.”
“You have twenty humans with you. We would like you to release them.”
“We have nineteen. And they aren’t being held captive,” Changmin said. “They can leave if they want to. They don’t want to. Your government deemed them less than human, and only worthy of being fed on. We, as Avixiary, have always treated our feeders well, and they like us. They don’t like you.”
“They are considered hostages,” Taeyeon said. “It would be wise for them to leave. To improve your image with the media.”
“If you reported truths instead of lies, then they would not be considered hostages.” Changmin voice changed. Patient and slow like he was talking to a child.
Yoochun felt more than one Avixiary smile.
“I will reassure the government that we have never had contact with Avixiary Freedom. We appreciate their sentiments, but we will never trust anyone that close to the government. Also, you can tell the person trying to hack through my system to stop. It won’t work. I’ve had hundreds of years of practice with equipment he’s only spent ten years studying. We would also appreciate it if you disabled the group known as the Avixiary Destruction Squad. We are more than equipped to match them in man power and weaponry.”
“What do you want?” the General finally snapped.
Changmin chuckled. “The same thing that every Avixiary wants. I want to fly freely through the night skies, and have my mate be the only one who I will answer to. All Avixiary feel this way, though some are not as happy as I am since their mates have been killed. Four, five hundred years ago, your ancestors destroyed and murdered every female Avixiary, making it impossible to have our own young. This was not enough for them, so they corralled us like animals in bunkers where we were only allowed to feed on males, so there was no chance of a female being turned. We understand the reason why they did this, and we understand that most of you are afraid, and see us as monsters, but as I said before, we are ingrained with human lives, we need them, and we love humans and we appreciate their support and sacrifice. We can live in peace with you. We will live in peace with you if you will live in peace with us. But if you refuse to release the others, then we will be forced to release them for you.”
“And if we have them all exterminated?” the General asked, a smug look on his face. Taeyeon gasped and glared at him, but he ignored her.
Changmin let his sadness fill his eyes. “We had hoped that the humans would be smarter than that and more reasonable.” He looked behind him at the rest of the Avixiary. “I cannot make the decision myself of what we will do next. But we will meet as Avixiary, discuss our options and then let you know of our decision. Those gathered here are not the only free Avixiary. I send a call to all of them. To meet where Avixiary have always met in times of crisis and celebration. We ask you again to think of what we want and what we need as Avixiary. Perhaps we can come to peace. Perhaps we cannot. Have a good day, gentlemen, Lady Taeyeon.”
Changmin reached over and cut the connection, though the General had opened his mouth to say something. He leaned his elbows on the console and put his face in his hands.
It is unsurprising, Hyesung said, voice layered with despair.
What do we do now? Leeteuk asked.
I don’t know, Changmin replied, But it’s not fair for Avixiary to suffer in compounds when we are free.
Then we free them, Hyesung said. We will not have the element of surprise like you did, but we have four times as many as you attacked with. They cannot stop us all.
Changmin nodded. Rest through the day. Gather your stores and pack everything we need. We will meet with the other free Avixiary tomorrow night, and then decide which compound to hit next.
This is Shinwa, if you didn't know:
Part 29: Flights of Contention
Part 27: Flights of Demands
Part 26: Flights of Compromise
Part 25: Flights of Progress
Part 24: Flights of Revival
Part 23: Flights of Regrouping
Part 22: Flights of Retreat
Part 21: Flights of Relaxation | Part 20: Flights of Revenge | Part 19: Flights of Indecision | Part 18: Flights of Planning | Part 17: Flights of Feeding | An Interlude: Flights of HoHo | Part 16: Flights of Realization | Part 15: Flights of Distractions | Part 14: Flights of Battles | Part 13: Flights of Obstacles | Part 12: Flights of Uncertainty | Part 11: Flights of Understanding | Part 10: Flights of Control | Part 9: Flights of Discovery | Part 8: Flights of Recovery | Part 7: Flights of Abduction | Part 6: Flights of Passion | Part 5: Flights of Suspicion | Part 4: Flights of Change | Part 3: Flights of Freedom | Part 2: Flights of Desperation | Part 1: Flights of Possession
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