Flights 32/34?
Title: Flights 32/?
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 32: Flights of Renewal
Yoochun spent the rest of the night and the first part of the day groveling at his mate, whispering love into his skin and pampering him with lotions and touches of mental pleasure. Jaejoong told him he didn’t have to do that, but the deepest of the wounds Yoochun had caused had not yet healed and Yoochun was full of guilt. He kept Jaejoong in bed, touching him gently, stroking him and sucking him through enough orgasms to make Jaejoong actually tell him to stop. Yoochun didn’t want to stop, but he settled for light kisses and smiles. His heart ached with love, so much love for his mate.
Again, at about noon, Changmin said that the humans wanted to talk to them. Yoochun was reluctant to get out of bed, but he did. He did not want to let Jaejoong out of his sight, so they both put on clothes and headed for the main cavern. Changmin handed them a bandana. He waited until all those assembled were properly covered and then turned on the screen.
The President and General were there, but Taeyeon was missing.
“Good afternoon, President, General,” Changmin said, voice subdued.
The General looked smug, but the President was resigned.
“Such a tragedy that happened at Daejeon,” the General started.
“Tragedy? That implies it was an accident,” Changmin said.
“It was a forest fire which cut through-“
Changmin laughed. “Is that how you’re portraying it to the media? I can’t say that I’ve been paying attention to the news today. I guess I should have been, but the Avixiary are all in mourning because of the massacre at Daejeon. I can’t say I’m surprised though. Shall we show the people what really happened?” Changmin reached to another screen. Two seconds later, it came up, showing the video that Changmin had taken. The flames were only inside the walls of the Avixiary compound. “Pretty centralized for a forest fire, don’t you think, General?”
Yoochun shut his eyes when the video showed the bones and warped metal cages.
“They didn’t even have a chance to flee,” Changmin said.
An Avixiary crooned in grief again, and the others picked up the note; it echoed through the cavern.
“All Avixiary are now free, and in the last three compounds, no humans were killed. Not even in the helicopters. When we flew from the skies, they didn’t even try to fight us, because they knew they would lose. So again, instead of trying to stop us, why don’t you worry about the dissent in your own ranks? I consider this our last communication, unless you decide to make another necessary. You will please let Miss Taeyeon know that I missed seeing her. Good day, gentleman.”
Changmin cut the connection.
“So now what do we do?” Leeteuk asked.
Changmin sighed and said, “We have two options. We stay here, fight for our freedoms and for our lives.”
“Or?”
“Or we go to Jeju Island.”
Silence filled the cavern, and Yoochun looked around to gauge the reactions to that announcement. Some looked like they were going to agree, but most appeared pensive. JeJu Island had been abandoned hundreds of years ago when Korea decided it was too far away to properly occupy. Japan hadn’t wanted it either. Its citizens were forced to come to the mainland and shortly after that, all water travel was stopped and banned.
“With us all free, it will be easier to stay here,” Eric said from the pile he, Minwoo, Hyesung, Andy, Jin and Dongwan formed across the room.
Changmin nodded. “It’ll be even easier to fly to JeJu Island tomorrow.”
“We can’t make this decision alone,” Hyesung said.
“I know. It’s just a suggestion.”
“You want to,” Heechul accused.
Changmin smirked and then outright laughed. “Are you kidding me? Why the hell would I want to leave when I just freed you all and now can have the humans begging us for forgiveness?”
“They won’t beg us for forgiveness.”
“No, they won’t,” Changmin said. “But I don’t plan on giving this up. I want to feel free enough to fly without being worried about being shot. I think that’s what we all want.”
Everyone nodded.
“Let’s all rest,” Changmin said, “and then tomorrow, if we feel up to it, we can go mourn at Daejeon as we are supposed to.”
Changmin went to Junsu and held out his hand.
Junsu took it with a smirk. “You mean I don’t have to force you to sleep?”
Changmin matched his smirk and said, “Who said anything about sleeping?” He swooped Junsu into his arms and carried his delighted mate down the hallway.
Yoochun waited until everyone had left the main room. Hyesung and Eric shot him a concerned glance, but he waved them away.
Jaejoong hummed in contentment and snuggled into Yoochun’s side. “I love you.”
“I love you,” Yoochun said, heart still heavy with guilt.
“Don’t feel guilty, Yoochun,” Jaejoong said. He looked up and pouted. “Please. I don’t want you to feel guilty or suddenly treat me differently. I love you, and I trust you. Your emotions were all out of whack yesterday. It’s not entirely your fault.”
Yoochun shut his eyes and nodded. “I’m still so very sorry, my love.”
Lips pressed against his tenderly. “I know. And I have forgiven you, over and over again.”
Yoochun gathered him close and then picked him up. He again took Jaejoong to an occupied room. HoHo were mostly naked. Piles of come dried on Yunho’s stomach, and Junho was still kissing him, demanding just a little more from his sexually spent mate.
And Junsu was tied up, on the floor with Changmin behind him, hands on his ass, sliding his slick cock in and out of Junsu’s stretched entrance.
Jaejoong smiled at Yoochun. “Didn’t you say a couple nights ago that there’s more fucking when there is inspiration?”
Junho snorted.
Yoochun smiled and settled Jaejoong on the bed. “Yes, but sleep, my love. Please.”
Jaejoong looked like he wanted to protest, but he nodded. Just as long as you don’t start treating me like I’m fragile.
Yoochun lay next to him, their bodies molded and Yoochun shut his eyes and listened to the other two couples.
v-v
At midnight, under the full glow of Azure, Kangta led the Avixiary through their mourning flight pattern. With no time constraints and only a few worries of humans, they flew across the sky, over the charred section of Daejeon. Ten tiers of Avixiary, most with fifteen in each flock, flew scattered, so at any one time, each flock was doing a separate part of the mourning dance. It was a beautiful sight, and Yoochun remembered the first time he’d seen one, so many years ago when humans had first started destroying Avixiary.
They flew until almost dawn and found trees to spend the day in.
When dusk fell, Yoochun woke up comforted and warm, and it was almost like the last few hundred years hadn’t happened. His mate shifted in his hold, conscious, but not quite willing to give up sleep.
“So,” Changmin said, flying level with him. Junsu was right behind him, and HoHo on their left.
“Huh?” Yoochun asked.
“We’re going to go back to Belford,” Changmin said. “You want to come with us?”
“What? Why?”
“I like that bunker the most,” Changmin said with a shrug. “Everyone is splitting up and either going home, or going back north. Now that we have a few feeders with us, we can all go where we want.”
“Do we have a feeder?”
Changmin nodded. “Minho has agreed to come with us because he likes Jaejoong and Junho.”
Yoochun narrowed his eyes.
“Not like that, just because they’re the newest Avixiary and remember what it was like to be human. Rouse your mate and let’s go. I want to get there before dawn, if we can.”
“Is it safe to split up so soon?” Yoochun asked.
“It’s safer in small groups than one large one of fifteen hundred,” Changmin replied. “If we stay together, it’ll be easier to find us all, easier to surprise us all. I’ve shown the location of all my bunkers to everyone, so if they need them they can use them. Kangta said that if the humans want to contact us, I’ll talk to them.”
“Heechul and Eeteuk and the others we met at Belford are coming too,” Junsu said.
Do you want to go with them, love? Yoochun asked.
Jaejoong sent back a sleepy affirmation. But I don’t want to wake up yet.
Are you willing to tell Changmin that he has to wait for you?
Jaejoong shivered and forced his eyes open. He pouted and rubbed his eyes, but sat up. “Okay, let’s -” He broke off with a yawn.
The others chuckled.
“Give us just a minute,” Yoochun said.
Changmin opened his mouth to protest, but Junsu laid a hand on his arm and Changmin frowned and flew up, going further into the upper branches.
Junsu grinned. “Horny bastard. I told him to see if I could get him off, no cheating, before you two were ready to go.”
Jaejoong giggled behind his hand. “I have complete faith in you.”
Junsu saluted and shot up to follow his mate.
Do you have faith in me, my love? Yoochun whispered and nuzzled against Jaejoong neck.
Jaejoong shut his eyes and sighed. Yes. For the thousandth time, yes. Stop worrying.
I almost killed you.
You’ve almost killed me three times, Jaejoong pointed out with a smile.
“Jaejoong,” Yoochun admonished aloud. “Please don’t joke about it.”
Jaejoong turned in his arms. You were emotional, and frustrated, and-
Don’t make excuses for it, love. Please. I was wrong. And I hurt you.
But you didn’t mean to.
Yoochun buried his face in Jaejoong’s neck, trying to control his emotions. He heard Changmin moan above them.
I can feel your soul, too, you know, Jaejoong continued. Even when you went a little crazy. It wasn’t because you wanted to hurt me, it wasn’t because you were trying to kill me. Changmin says all Avixiary lose control every now and then; especially when they’re emotionally charged. I won’t say no to your attentions, or to your love, or to your body, but don’t give me those things because you’re apologizing. Give them to me because you want to, and because I want them.
Yoochun lifted his head and Jaejoong kissed him quickly. “Come on, let’s go.” Jaejoong used a branch above them to stand, and then spread his wings. Yoochun’s breath caught at the span of pale wings, how they glowed almost purple in the moonlight. Jaejoong laughed at something Yunho said and then jumped. His wings caught air, but he didn’t quite flap them fast enough. Yunho caught him, stabilized him and then flew them up. Junho followed.
Come on, love. Fly with me in the moonlight, Jaejoong said.
Yoochun grinned and launched himself from the tree. He followed after his mate. As they flew west, Yunho mentally shouted for Heechul and Leeteuk. The others rose from the trees to join them. Kyuhyun was carrying Minho.
Just a moment later, Eric and Hyesung flew next to Yoochun.
Leaving without saying goodbye, Hyesung accused.
Yoochun smiled. He tucked his wings in and dove. Eric cut him off and then fell, spiraling tightly toward the ground. Their wings snapped open and spread and Yoochun climbed, Hyesung just beside him. As soon as they were high enough, the three of them fell, twisting in tight together, and then banking away. After Eric and Hyesung, the others took their turns saying goodbye to Yoochun and Yunho. For a few minutes, the sky was again full of dancing, flying Avixiary.
When Changmin gets his cock out of his mate, tell him that we will all meet here again, in one month to decide what else needs to be done, Hyesung said. We are going to go north with Kangta and try to talk some sense into the ancients.
Yoochun acknowledge that and with one more goodbye spiral, he spread his wings and they continued on their way.
Will you teach me that? Jaejoong asked. That looks like fun.
Of course, my darling. We’ll be flying for the night. I’ll have plenty of time to show you some tricks.
Changmin’s distracted mind told them all to wait.
Yoochun laughed. Silly gnat. You can catch up when Junsu is done playing with you.
I’ll never be done playing with him.
Oh, god, Junsu, suck harder, please--
Yoochun cut the connection. He climbed higher in the sky, feeling his mate follow, and waited until the air was almost too cold. He twisted at the last moment and caught Jaejoong around the waist. He spread his wings and held Jaejoong while they glided across the sky. Jaejoong laughed and tightened his hold around his body. Lips pressed against his neck and Yoochun shut his eyes. Nothing was better than flying under the glow of the moon with his mate by his side.
Part 33: Flights of Friendship
Part 31: Flights of Flames
Part 30: Flights of Repetition
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 32: Flights of Renewal
Yoochun spent the rest of the night and the first part of the day groveling at his mate, whispering love into his skin and pampering him with lotions and touches of mental pleasure. Jaejoong told him he didn’t have to do that, but the deepest of the wounds Yoochun had caused had not yet healed and Yoochun was full of guilt. He kept Jaejoong in bed, touching him gently, stroking him and sucking him through enough orgasms to make Jaejoong actually tell him to stop. Yoochun didn’t want to stop, but he settled for light kisses and smiles. His heart ached with love, so much love for his mate.
Again, at about noon, Changmin said that the humans wanted to talk to them. Yoochun was reluctant to get out of bed, but he did. He did not want to let Jaejoong out of his sight, so they both put on clothes and headed for the main cavern. Changmin handed them a bandana. He waited until all those assembled were properly covered and then turned on the screen.
The President and General were there, but Taeyeon was missing.
“Good afternoon, President, General,” Changmin said, voice subdued.
The General looked smug, but the President was resigned.
“Such a tragedy that happened at Daejeon,” the General started.
“Tragedy? That implies it was an accident,” Changmin said.
“It was a forest fire which cut through-“
Changmin laughed. “Is that how you’re portraying it to the media? I can’t say that I’ve been paying attention to the news today. I guess I should have been, but the Avixiary are all in mourning because of the massacre at Daejeon. I can’t say I’m surprised though. Shall we show the people what really happened?” Changmin reached to another screen. Two seconds later, it came up, showing the video that Changmin had taken. The flames were only inside the walls of the Avixiary compound. “Pretty centralized for a forest fire, don’t you think, General?”
Yoochun shut his eyes when the video showed the bones and warped metal cages.
“They didn’t even have a chance to flee,” Changmin said.
An Avixiary crooned in grief again, and the others picked up the note; it echoed through the cavern.
“All Avixiary are now free, and in the last three compounds, no humans were killed. Not even in the helicopters. When we flew from the skies, they didn’t even try to fight us, because they knew they would lose. So again, instead of trying to stop us, why don’t you worry about the dissent in your own ranks? I consider this our last communication, unless you decide to make another necessary. You will please let Miss Taeyeon know that I missed seeing her. Good day, gentleman.”
Changmin cut the connection.
“So now what do we do?” Leeteuk asked.
Changmin sighed and said, “We have two options. We stay here, fight for our freedoms and for our lives.”
“Or?”
“Or we go to Jeju Island.”
Silence filled the cavern, and Yoochun looked around to gauge the reactions to that announcement. Some looked like they were going to agree, but most appeared pensive. JeJu Island had been abandoned hundreds of years ago when Korea decided it was too far away to properly occupy. Japan hadn’t wanted it either. Its citizens were forced to come to the mainland and shortly after that, all water travel was stopped and banned.
“With us all free, it will be easier to stay here,” Eric said from the pile he, Minwoo, Hyesung, Andy, Jin and Dongwan formed across the room.
Changmin nodded. “It’ll be even easier to fly to JeJu Island tomorrow.”
“We can’t make this decision alone,” Hyesung said.
“I know. It’s just a suggestion.”
“You want to,” Heechul accused.
Changmin smirked and then outright laughed. “Are you kidding me? Why the hell would I want to leave when I just freed you all and now can have the humans begging us for forgiveness?”
“They won’t beg us for forgiveness.”
“No, they won’t,” Changmin said. “But I don’t plan on giving this up. I want to feel free enough to fly without being worried about being shot. I think that’s what we all want.”
Everyone nodded.
“Let’s all rest,” Changmin said, “and then tomorrow, if we feel up to it, we can go mourn at Daejeon as we are supposed to.”
Changmin went to Junsu and held out his hand.
Junsu took it with a smirk. “You mean I don’t have to force you to sleep?”
Changmin matched his smirk and said, “Who said anything about sleeping?” He swooped Junsu into his arms and carried his delighted mate down the hallway.
Yoochun waited until everyone had left the main room. Hyesung and Eric shot him a concerned glance, but he waved them away.
Jaejoong hummed in contentment and snuggled into Yoochun’s side. “I love you.”
“I love you,” Yoochun said, heart still heavy with guilt.
“Don’t feel guilty, Yoochun,” Jaejoong said. He looked up and pouted. “Please. I don’t want you to feel guilty or suddenly treat me differently. I love you, and I trust you. Your emotions were all out of whack yesterday. It’s not entirely your fault.”
Yoochun shut his eyes and nodded. “I’m still so very sorry, my love.”
Lips pressed against his tenderly. “I know. And I have forgiven you, over and over again.”
Yoochun gathered him close and then picked him up. He again took Jaejoong to an occupied room. HoHo were mostly naked. Piles of come dried on Yunho’s stomach, and Junho was still kissing him, demanding just a little more from his sexually spent mate.
And Junsu was tied up, on the floor with Changmin behind him, hands on his ass, sliding his slick cock in and out of Junsu’s stretched entrance.
Jaejoong smiled at Yoochun. “Didn’t you say a couple nights ago that there’s more fucking when there is inspiration?”
Junho snorted.
Yoochun smiled and settled Jaejoong on the bed. “Yes, but sleep, my love. Please.”
Jaejoong looked like he wanted to protest, but he nodded. Just as long as you don’t start treating me like I’m fragile.
Yoochun lay next to him, their bodies molded and Yoochun shut his eyes and listened to the other two couples.
v-v
At midnight, under the full glow of Azure, Kangta led the Avixiary through their mourning flight pattern. With no time constraints and only a few worries of humans, they flew across the sky, over the charred section of Daejeon. Ten tiers of Avixiary, most with fifteen in each flock, flew scattered, so at any one time, each flock was doing a separate part of the mourning dance. It was a beautiful sight, and Yoochun remembered the first time he’d seen one, so many years ago when humans had first started destroying Avixiary.
They flew until almost dawn and found trees to spend the day in.
When dusk fell, Yoochun woke up comforted and warm, and it was almost like the last few hundred years hadn’t happened. His mate shifted in his hold, conscious, but not quite willing to give up sleep.
“So,” Changmin said, flying level with him. Junsu was right behind him, and HoHo on their left.
“Huh?” Yoochun asked.
“We’re going to go back to Belford,” Changmin said. “You want to come with us?”
“What? Why?”
“I like that bunker the most,” Changmin said with a shrug. “Everyone is splitting up and either going home, or going back north. Now that we have a few feeders with us, we can all go where we want.”
“Do we have a feeder?”
Changmin nodded. “Minho has agreed to come with us because he likes Jaejoong and Junho.”
Yoochun narrowed his eyes.
“Not like that, just because they’re the newest Avixiary and remember what it was like to be human. Rouse your mate and let’s go. I want to get there before dawn, if we can.”
“Is it safe to split up so soon?” Yoochun asked.
“It’s safer in small groups than one large one of fifteen hundred,” Changmin replied. “If we stay together, it’ll be easier to find us all, easier to surprise us all. I’ve shown the location of all my bunkers to everyone, so if they need them they can use them. Kangta said that if the humans want to contact us, I’ll talk to them.”
“Heechul and Eeteuk and the others we met at Belford are coming too,” Junsu said.
Do you want to go with them, love? Yoochun asked.
Jaejoong sent back a sleepy affirmation. But I don’t want to wake up yet.
Are you willing to tell Changmin that he has to wait for you?
Jaejoong shivered and forced his eyes open. He pouted and rubbed his eyes, but sat up. “Okay, let’s -” He broke off with a yawn.
The others chuckled.
“Give us just a minute,” Yoochun said.
Changmin opened his mouth to protest, but Junsu laid a hand on his arm and Changmin frowned and flew up, going further into the upper branches.
Junsu grinned. “Horny bastard. I told him to see if I could get him off, no cheating, before you two were ready to go.”
Jaejoong giggled behind his hand. “I have complete faith in you.”
Junsu saluted and shot up to follow his mate.
Do you have faith in me, my love? Yoochun whispered and nuzzled against Jaejoong neck.
Jaejoong shut his eyes and sighed. Yes. For the thousandth time, yes. Stop worrying.
I almost killed you.
You’ve almost killed me three times, Jaejoong pointed out with a smile.
“Jaejoong,” Yoochun admonished aloud. “Please don’t joke about it.”
Jaejoong turned in his arms. You were emotional, and frustrated, and-
Don’t make excuses for it, love. Please. I was wrong. And I hurt you.
But you didn’t mean to.
Yoochun buried his face in Jaejoong’s neck, trying to control his emotions. He heard Changmin moan above them.
I can feel your soul, too, you know, Jaejoong continued. Even when you went a little crazy. It wasn’t because you wanted to hurt me, it wasn’t because you were trying to kill me. Changmin says all Avixiary lose control every now and then; especially when they’re emotionally charged. I won’t say no to your attentions, or to your love, or to your body, but don’t give me those things because you’re apologizing. Give them to me because you want to, and because I want them.
Yoochun lifted his head and Jaejoong kissed him quickly. “Come on, let’s go.” Jaejoong used a branch above them to stand, and then spread his wings. Yoochun’s breath caught at the span of pale wings, how they glowed almost purple in the moonlight. Jaejoong laughed at something Yunho said and then jumped. His wings caught air, but he didn’t quite flap them fast enough. Yunho caught him, stabilized him and then flew them up. Junho followed.
Come on, love. Fly with me in the moonlight, Jaejoong said.
Yoochun grinned and launched himself from the tree. He followed after his mate. As they flew west, Yunho mentally shouted for Heechul and Leeteuk. The others rose from the trees to join them. Kyuhyun was carrying Minho.
Just a moment later, Eric and Hyesung flew next to Yoochun.
Leaving without saying goodbye, Hyesung accused.
Yoochun smiled. He tucked his wings in and dove. Eric cut him off and then fell, spiraling tightly toward the ground. Their wings snapped open and spread and Yoochun climbed, Hyesung just beside him. As soon as they were high enough, the three of them fell, twisting in tight together, and then banking away. After Eric and Hyesung, the others took their turns saying goodbye to Yoochun and Yunho. For a few minutes, the sky was again full of dancing, flying Avixiary.
When Changmin gets his cock out of his mate, tell him that we will all meet here again, in one month to decide what else needs to be done, Hyesung said. We are going to go north with Kangta and try to talk some sense into the ancients.
Yoochun acknowledge that and with one more goodbye spiral, he spread his wings and they continued on their way.
Will you teach me that? Jaejoong asked. That looks like fun.
Of course, my darling. We’ll be flying for the night. I’ll have plenty of time to show you some tricks.
Changmin’s distracted mind told them all to wait.
Yoochun laughed. Silly gnat. You can catch up when Junsu is done playing with you.
I’ll never be done playing with him.
Oh, god, Junsu, suck harder, please--
Yoochun cut the connection. He climbed higher in the sky, feeling his mate follow, and waited until the air was almost too cold. He twisted at the last moment and caught Jaejoong around the waist. He spread his wings and held Jaejoong while they glided across the sky. Jaejoong laughed and tightened his hold around his body. Lips pressed against his neck and Yoochun shut his eyes. Nothing was better than flying under the glow of the moon with his mate by his side.
Part 33: Flights of Friendship
Part 31: Flights of Flames
Part 30: Flights of Repetition
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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