Flights 30/?
Title: Flights 30/?
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 30: Flights of Repetition
A/N: This is what Avixiary wings look like in my head! Credits go to the artists!
Wings that are Spread:
Wings that aren't Spread:
Who says humans are dumb? Heechul asked.
Changmin glared at him for only a moment and then turned his attention back to the Avixiary compound in Incheon. They’d snuck in low, around the trees, but if they didn’t strike soon, they wouldn’t even have that protection. There were bulldozers working to clear the forests around the compound, and inside the walls of the compound, the trees were already gone. The guards along the walls had doubled in number compared to Daewoo.
“There are eight helicopters here,” Kangta said in his ear. He had taken a group of forty to the compound just outside of Seoul. As the second largest compound, the humans had sped things up and had about twenty Avixiary already in cages.
Hyesung led the third group at Jangwa. Jangwa was a lot smaller than the other two, with only fifty registered Avixiary. “Only two here.”
Changmin nodded. In a voice lower than a whisper, he said, “Hyesung, you move first. See if we can’t get some of the copters from Seoul to divert to Jangwa. And five minutes after that, we’ll go. Five minutes after that, Kangta, let your team loose.”
I think you’re crazy, Yoochun said to Changmin privately.
Changmin grinned and told Hyesung to go.
Yoochun could almost imagine it, black blurs against the stars, shooting straight up, not over or around, but up, ten, thirty, sixty, a hundred, two hundred feet and then all turning and throwing TechGrenades into the compound. Hyesung kept a running commentary.
“Grenades are away, guns are out and firing, but we’re up too-“ There was an explosion, and then a rush of wind, and another explosion. “You’d think they’d be more organized,” Hyesung mused.
“Three copters veered east,” Kangta reported, “and the humans suddenly tensed.”
“We’re set here, Changmin,” Hyesung said. “There weren’t very many guards at all, and everyone is free and we’re about to go into the compound. So whenever you’re ready.”
Changmin waited another minute, and then nodded. “Kangta, be ready to move in five.” Okay, guys. Go, up and fast. Changmin counted down.
Yoochun spread his wings and heard the rush from others’ wings opening. The feeling in his soul flared with worry and Yoochun sent love down his link to his mate. Jaejoong and the others too young or too wounded or too weak waited about three miles north. He also felt Junsu’s anticipation next to him, and Yunho’s control next to him. Changmin, it seemed, learned his lesson on keeping Junsu away.
They shot into the air, flying up and slighting inward to put them above the compound. They managed to get about fifty feet in the air and almost right above the compound before the humans noticed them. Changmin sent them a flight pattern, meant to confuse the humans. The helicopters rose to cut them off, and only seconds later, Changmin released the first volley of TechGrenades.
They climbed higher, and then higher. Yoochun and Yunho and Junsu veered right, trying to draw the attention of the helicopters away from the compound. It was an easy task and five of them followed. The echo of shots sounded distant in Yoochun’s ears. A familiar stab of pain shot though his lower wing, and Yoochun banked tightly. Yunho and Junsu threw the TechGrenades and they exploded near the helicopters.
You all right? Yunho asked.
Yoochun winced but nodded. It hit me low. I’m fine.
The three of them banked and then pulled their wings in to dive to the compound. The wound in Yoochun’s wing protested the movement and he fell a little faster than the other two. They dropped more of the TechGrenades in the compound. Heechul, Leeteuk, Shindong, Kangin and Hangeng provided cover with sniper shots, disabling the human guards who still insisted on trying to shoot them.
Faintly, Yoochun heard Changmin talking with the recently-released Avixiary and explaining where to fly to as soon as they were free.
In less than ten minutes, Dongwoon and Yoseob led a group of Avixiary into the compound. Changmin told them to grab every x-ray bar they could find, and any weapons, but to leave everything else. They didn’t have time like they did in Daewoo to take everything. In another twenty minutes, everyone was leaving, flying up and out. Twenty-three Avixiary carried the feeders, and Yoochun, Changmin, Junsu and Yunho left last, making sure nothing was forgotten.
We cannot do this again tomorrow night, Yunho muttered.
We have to, Changmin replied.
Junsu said nothing else, but flew on a little faster.
Changmin mentally sighed as he watched his mate fly off. He made contact with the others. Kangta reported a few Avixiary losses.
Yoochun winced again. The speed they were flying away from the compound was not good for a damaged wing. He felt Jaejoong’s worry, but said he’d make it back okay.
Changmin’s concern was almost palpable, but with the constant updates, Yoochun wondered why. It worked just like Changmin had planned it. Again.
It was disorganized, Changmin said.
Yoochun nodded. But effective. We can’t really hope for anything else tomorrow either.
The freed Avixiary were going right to one of Changmin’s caves to be de-transmitted and fed and to rest before flying off and away to a different locale to sleep through the day. There was no way the cavern would hold almost eight hundred Avixiary. Even with the need to hurry, there were celebrations as mates were reunited. But others mourned, learning what they already felt in their souls of the loss of their most precious half.
Yoochun landed just inside the cavern and didn’t protest when Jaejoong was there a moment later to tend his wing. A small human boy offered his wrist and Yoochun gratefully took a few swallows of blood from him. He half-paid attention to the bustle of activity around them, of Changmin leading and controlling things and sending Avixiary to safe havens for the day.
Hyesung led Yoochun and Jaejoong down a hall and into a room where other Avixiary already rested. Yoochun didn’t care. It’d been a very long time since he slept in a pile of Avixiary this large. With his mate in his arms and his friends around and holding him, careful of his wing, it was easy to drop into a light slumber.
But almost as soon as he slept, Changmin woke him up, ordering them to the main room.
Yoochun yawned and sat up. His wing hurt, but it wasn’t too damaged. Just like the last time, the bullet didn’t lodge anywhere and only broke a couple of bones. Jaejoong whimpered against him and Yoochun kissed his face until he woke up.
What time is it? Jaejoong asked. Even his mental voice was lethargic.
“A little after noon,” Yoochun replied.
Jaejoong made a face and curled up. I don’t feel well.
It’s just the sun pulling at you. We aren’t very deep in the ground. Go back to sleep, my mate. Yoochun pressed a kiss to his cheek.
Eric and Minwoo pulled Jaejoong between them. Yoochun flared with possessiveness for only a moment, and cut off a protective growl. “Sorry. Tired.”
Eric smiled. “We’ll watch him for you.”
“Thank you,” Yoochun said and let Hyesung pull him to his feet. He followed Hyesung out to the main cavern, walking around sleeping Avixiary and humans. Yoochun fought feelings of claustrophobia. Changmin stared at a view screens. There were seven of them, each one showing something different. Three of them showed the compounds and the humans going through them. The other four showed TV channels.
“Another announcement?” Heechul asked, just behind Yoochun.
Changmin shook his head. “They want to talk to us. I want to know what you want to do.”
Yoochun sat down. Hyesung sat right behind him and massaged the muscles around his wounded wing.
“What do you mean?” Leeteuk asked.
“I mean, do we talk to them, or do we go ahead with the plan and hit three more compounds tomorrow?”
“If they’re going to agree to release the others, then there won’t be a need to hit the other compounds,” Hyesung said.
There was a murmur of agreement from everyone gathered.
Changmin turned to the monitor and pondered the image of the President, the General and Taeyeon. They were arguing.
“Should I turn the dial that will put their argument on air to every Korean television station?” Changmin muttered.
“That is so like you,” Yunho said.
Changmin smirked. He opened a bag and handed out black bandanas for everyone. As soon as everyone’s faces were covered, he tapped the screen and hit a button.
“President, General, good afternoon. And Miss Taeyeon-shi, it’s good to see you again.”
The three of them jumped and turned quickly to the monitor.
“Once again,” Changmin said, “This is being broadcast to all stations in Korea. I heard you wished to talk with me, so here I am. Talk.”
“Your careless regard-“ the General started, but the President put his hand on the General’s shoulder.
“I must say you surprised us,” he said, “taking over three compounds at once.”
“We did not take them over,” Changmin said. “We only freed our brothers. As I’m sure you can see, we are no longer at the compounds.”
“Many human lives were lost.”
Changmin grimaced and bowed his head. “Yeah, sorry about that. But once again, you have sensationalized it in your media to make us look bad. Only seventeen humans were killed, and most of those were in helicopters that we had to immobilize. Three of them were killed by what you humans called ‘friendly fire’. We are very sorry, we’re doing our best not to harm humans, but you are not making it easy for us.”
“Once again, we plead to you to release your hostages.”
“We have no hostages. If anyone has hostages, it is you. The humans with us are free to leave any time they want. The Avixiary in your care do not have such an option. Will you be releasing them?”
“We will release only as many hostages you release.”
“We don’t have hostages,” Changmin replied and slowly enunciated each word. “They are here with us because they like being with us.”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” the General snapped. “How can they want to be with monsters?”
Changmin shook his head. “Who are the monsters, General? You cage us and destroy us with no reason. You imprison us and your own people and say it is for the good of everyone.”
“What do you mean?” the President asked. “You’re the ones attacking.”
“And it’s because of you that we are. Our goals remain the same. All Avixiary will be free. If you would release them, there would be no reason for us to attack the compounds. There would be no loss of human life, nor any reason to tap your resources. Is the general populace aware, that while many children are being given a substandard education, that the government is pouring millions of won a day into the cage equipment at Avixiary compounds? And for what? We want to live just as you live. We want to be free. Just as those people under you want to be free. Soon, when the humans see just how ill prepared you are, just how arrogant and just how irresponsible you are, there will be a bigger problem than having free Avixiary. Rebellion is contagious. Remember that. I would worry more about a possible human uprising than us wanting to have a few Avixiary free. And Miss Taeyeon, again, thank you for your support. It is good to know that there are some humans out there who see that slavery is wrong. Have a great day. I am going to take a nap.”
Changmin cut the connection, and everyone removed their bandanas. The General, President and Taeyeon continued to argue on the screen.
“Does he always talk that much?” Hyesung whispered in Yoochun’s ear, but loud enough for Changmin and the others to hear.
More than half of them laughed.
Yoochun nodded. “Sometimes I wish he was the sub mate so Junsu could gag him and get him to shut up every now and then.”
“Changmin?” a slightly shaking voice whispered.
Changmin turned his head toward the small group of humans who he thought had been sleeping. Jinki, the oldest of them said, “We will go if it means more Avixiary will be freed.”
Changmin smiled and shook his head. “It’s just a ploy, Jinki. While the General lacks intelligence in some things, strategic planning is not one of them. If you were to all leave, then who would feed us? The General knows this. One of the first things you should do when you’re at war is make sure you have a food source, because soldiers cannot fight when they are hungry. Or dead. I don’t want you guys to feel like you’re only a food source to us, you know that you’re not. To the General, to them, that’s all you are. So if they take that away, then we cannot survive.”
Yoochun yawned. “Jabber, jabber. Min, I’m going back to bed.”
Changmin glared at him.
“You need to rest, too,” Junsu said.
Changmin turned the glare to him, but Junsu met it with his own glare and crossed his arms stubbornly. Changmin sighed. “Fine. But only a couple of hours. We need to hit one of my weapons caches before we head further south.”
Junsu smiled and moved to his mate. Changmin’s face softened as their arms entwined around each other. Their foreheads pressed together just before their lips met and Changmin sighed, content and relaxed.
Part 31: Flights of Flames
Part 29: Flights of Contention
Part 28: Flights of Flights
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 30: Flights of Repetition
A/N: This is what Avixiary wings look like in my head! Credits go to the artists!
Wings that are Spread:
Wings that aren't Spread:
Who says humans are dumb? Heechul asked.
Changmin glared at him for only a moment and then turned his attention back to the Avixiary compound in Incheon. They’d snuck in low, around the trees, but if they didn’t strike soon, they wouldn’t even have that protection. There were bulldozers working to clear the forests around the compound, and inside the walls of the compound, the trees were already gone. The guards along the walls had doubled in number compared to Daewoo.
“There are eight helicopters here,” Kangta said in his ear. He had taken a group of forty to the compound just outside of Seoul. As the second largest compound, the humans had sped things up and had about twenty Avixiary already in cages.
Hyesung led the third group at Jangwa. Jangwa was a lot smaller than the other two, with only fifty registered Avixiary. “Only two here.”
Changmin nodded. In a voice lower than a whisper, he said, “Hyesung, you move first. See if we can’t get some of the copters from Seoul to divert to Jangwa. And five minutes after that, we’ll go. Five minutes after that, Kangta, let your team loose.”
I think you’re crazy, Yoochun said to Changmin privately.
Changmin grinned and told Hyesung to go.
Yoochun could almost imagine it, black blurs against the stars, shooting straight up, not over or around, but up, ten, thirty, sixty, a hundred, two hundred feet and then all turning and throwing TechGrenades into the compound. Hyesung kept a running commentary.
“Grenades are away, guns are out and firing, but we’re up too-“ There was an explosion, and then a rush of wind, and another explosion. “You’d think they’d be more organized,” Hyesung mused.
“Three copters veered east,” Kangta reported, “and the humans suddenly tensed.”
“We’re set here, Changmin,” Hyesung said. “There weren’t very many guards at all, and everyone is free and we’re about to go into the compound. So whenever you’re ready.”
Changmin waited another minute, and then nodded. “Kangta, be ready to move in five.” Okay, guys. Go, up and fast. Changmin counted down.
Yoochun spread his wings and heard the rush from others’ wings opening. The feeling in his soul flared with worry and Yoochun sent love down his link to his mate. Jaejoong and the others too young or too wounded or too weak waited about three miles north. He also felt Junsu’s anticipation next to him, and Yunho’s control next to him. Changmin, it seemed, learned his lesson on keeping Junsu away.
They shot into the air, flying up and slighting inward to put them above the compound. They managed to get about fifty feet in the air and almost right above the compound before the humans noticed them. Changmin sent them a flight pattern, meant to confuse the humans. The helicopters rose to cut them off, and only seconds later, Changmin released the first volley of TechGrenades.
They climbed higher, and then higher. Yoochun and Yunho and Junsu veered right, trying to draw the attention of the helicopters away from the compound. It was an easy task and five of them followed. The echo of shots sounded distant in Yoochun’s ears. A familiar stab of pain shot though his lower wing, and Yoochun banked tightly. Yunho and Junsu threw the TechGrenades and they exploded near the helicopters.
You all right? Yunho asked.
Yoochun winced but nodded. It hit me low. I’m fine.
The three of them banked and then pulled their wings in to dive to the compound. The wound in Yoochun’s wing protested the movement and he fell a little faster than the other two. They dropped more of the TechGrenades in the compound. Heechul, Leeteuk, Shindong, Kangin and Hangeng provided cover with sniper shots, disabling the human guards who still insisted on trying to shoot them.
Faintly, Yoochun heard Changmin talking with the recently-released Avixiary and explaining where to fly to as soon as they were free.
In less than ten minutes, Dongwoon and Yoseob led a group of Avixiary into the compound. Changmin told them to grab every x-ray bar they could find, and any weapons, but to leave everything else. They didn’t have time like they did in Daewoo to take everything. In another twenty minutes, everyone was leaving, flying up and out. Twenty-three Avixiary carried the feeders, and Yoochun, Changmin, Junsu and Yunho left last, making sure nothing was forgotten.
We cannot do this again tomorrow night, Yunho muttered.
We have to, Changmin replied.
Junsu said nothing else, but flew on a little faster.
Changmin mentally sighed as he watched his mate fly off. He made contact with the others. Kangta reported a few Avixiary losses.
Yoochun winced again. The speed they were flying away from the compound was not good for a damaged wing. He felt Jaejoong’s worry, but said he’d make it back okay.
Changmin’s concern was almost palpable, but with the constant updates, Yoochun wondered why. It worked just like Changmin had planned it. Again.
It was disorganized, Changmin said.
Yoochun nodded. But effective. We can’t really hope for anything else tomorrow either.
The freed Avixiary were going right to one of Changmin’s caves to be de-transmitted and fed and to rest before flying off and away to a different locale to sleep through the day. There was no way the cavern would hold almost eight hundred Avixiary. Even with the need to hurry, there were celebrations as mates were reunited. But others mourned, learning what they already felt in their souls of the loss of their most precious half.
Yoochun landed just inside the cavern and didn’t protest when Jaejoong was there a moment later to tend his wing. A small human boy offered his wrist and Yoochun gratefully took a few swallows of blood from him. He half-paid attention to the bustle of activity around them, of Changmin leading and controlling things and sending Avixiary to safe havens for the day.
Hyesung led Yoochun and Jaejoong down a hall and into a room where other Avixiary already rested. Yoochun didn’t care. It’d been a very long time since he slept in a pile of Avixiary this large. With his mate in his arms and his friends around and holding him, careful of his wing, it was easy to drop into a light slumber.
But almost as soon as he slept, Changmin woke him up, ordering them to the main room.
Yoochun yawned and sat up. His wing hurt, but it wasn’t too damaged. Just like the last time, the bullet didn’t lodge anywhere and only broke a couple of bones. Jaejoong whimpered against him and Yoochun kissed his face until he woke up.
What time is it? Jaejoong asked. Even his mental voice was lethargic.
“A little after noon,” Yoochun replied.
Jaejoong made a face and curled up. I don’t feel well.
It’s just the sun pulling at you. We aren’t very deep in the ground. Go back to sleep, my mate. Yoochun pressed a kiss to his cheek.
Eric and Minwoo pulled Jaejoong between them. Yoochun flared with possessiveness for only a moment, and cut off a protective growl. “Sorry. Tired.”
Eric smiled. “We’ll watch him for you.”
“Thank you,” Yoochun said and let Hyesung pull him to his feet. He followed Hyesung out to the main cavern, walking around sleeping Avixiary and humans. Yoochun fought feelings of claustrophobia. Changmin stared at a view screens. There were seven of them, each one showing something different. Three of them showed the compounds and the humans going through them. The other four showed TV channels.
“Another announcement?” Heechul asked, just behind Yoochun.
Changmin shook his head. “They want to talk to us. I want to know what you want to do.”
Yoochun sat down. Hyesung sat right behind him and massaged the muscles around his wounded wing.
“What do you mean?” Leeteuk asked.
“I mean, do we talk to them, or do we go ahead with the plan and hit three more compounds tomorrow?”
“If they’re going to agree to release the others, then there won’t be a need to hit the other compounds,” Hyesung said.
There was a murmur of agreement from everyone gathered.
Changmin turned to the monitor and pondered the image of the President, the General and Taeyeon. They were arguing.
“Should I turn the dial that will put their argument on air to every Korean television station?” Changmin muttered.
“That is so like you,” Yunho said.
Changmin smirked. He opened a bag and handed out black bandanas for everyone. As soon as everyone’s faces were covered, he tapped the screen and hit a button.
“President, General, good afternoon. And Miss Taeyeon-shi, it’s good to see you again.”
The three of them jumped and turned quickly to the monitor.
“Once again,” Changmin said, “This is being broadcast to all stations in Korea. I heard you wished to talk with me, so here I am. Talk.”
“Your careless regard-“ the General started, but the President put his hand on the General’s shoulder.
“I must say you surprised us,” he said, “taking over three compounds at once.”
“We did not take them over,” Changmin said. “We only freed our brothers. As I’m sure you can see, we are no longer at the compounds.”
“Many human lives were lost.”
Changmin grimaced and bowed his head. “Yeah, sorry about that. But once again, you have sensationalized it in your media to make us look bad. Only seventeen humans were killed, and most of those were in helicopters that we had to immobilize. Three of them were killed by what you humans called ‘friendly fire’. We are very sorry, we’re doing our best not to harm humans, but you are not making it easy for us.”
“Once again, we plead to you to release your hostages.”
“We have no hostages. If anyone has hostages, it is you. The humans with us are free to leave any time they want. The Avixiary in your care do not have such an option. Will you be releasing them?”
“We will release only as many hostages you release.”
“We don’t have hostages,” Changmin replied and slowly enunciated each word. “They are here with us because they like being with us.”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” the General snapped. “How can they want to be with monsters?”
Changmin shook his head. “Who are the monsters, General? You cage us and destroy us with no reason. You imprison us and your own people and say it is for the good of everyone.”
“What do you mean?” the President asked. “You’re the ones attacking.”
“And it’s because of you that we are. Our goals remain the same. All Avixiary will be free. If you would release them, there would be no reason for us to attack the compounds. There would be no loss of human life, nor any reason to tap your resources. Is the general populace aware, that while many children are being given a substandard education, that the government is pouring millions of won a day into the cage equipment at Avixiary compounds? And for what? We want to live just as you live. We want to be free. Just as those people under you want to be free. Soon, when the humans see just how ill prepared you are, just how arrogant and just how irresponsible you are, there will be a bigger problem than having free Avixiary. Rebellion is contagious. Remember that. I would worry more about a possible human uprising than us wanting to have a few Avixiary free. And Miss Taeyeon, again, thank you for your support. It is good to know that there are some humans out there who see that slavery is wrong. Have a great day. I am going to take a nap.”
Changmin cut the connection, and everyone removed their bandanas. The General, President and Taeyeon continued to argue on the screen.
“Does he always talk that much?” Hyesung whispered in Yoochun’s ear, but loud enough for Changmin and the others to hear.
More than half of them laughed.
Yoochun nodded. “Sometimes I wish he was the sub mate so Junsu could gag him and get him to shut up every now and then.”
“Changmin?” a slightly shaking voice whispered.
Changmin turned his head toward the small group of humans who he thought had been sleeping. Jinki, the oldest of them said, “We will go if it means more Avixiary will be freed.”
Changmin smiled and shook his head. “It’s just a ploy, Jinki. While the General lacks intelligence in some things, strategic planning is not one of them. If you were to all leave, then who would feed us? The General knows this. One of the first things you should do when you’re at war is make sure you have a food source, because soldiers cannot fight when they are hungry. Or dead. I don’t want you guys to feel like you’re only a food source to us, you know that you’re not. To the General, to them, that’s all you are. So if they take that away, then we cannot survive.”
Yoochun yawned. “Jabber, jabber. Min, I’m going back to bed.”
Changmin glared at him.
“You need to rest, too,” Junsu said.
Changmin turned the glare to him, but Junsu met it with his own glare and crossed his arms stubbornly. Changmin sighed. “Fine. But only a couple of hours. We need to hit one of my weapons caches before we head further south.”
Junsu smiled and moved to his mate. Changmin’s face softened as their arms entwined around each other. Their foreheads pressed together just before their lips met and Changmin sighed, content and relaxed.
Part 31: Flights of Flames
Part 29: Flights of Contention
Part 28: Flights of Flights
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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