Love-Writing

The gentle wind blew softly against her skin, ruffling her feathers slightly. She glanced about the rather small private garden lined with a small row of rose bushes and the few medium sized trees that surrounded the area. A smile slowly emerged on her face as she looked up at the clouds above her. She knew it wasn't truly Thanagar and that it lacked the geographical climate of her former homeworld but it was close enough to satisfy her for the moment. In the following two months after her first trip to the garden, Shayera found herself returning to it daily despite her best attempts at avoiding the area all together. Often times she visited the garden multiple times throughout the day. Thankfully Inza and Doctor Fate gave her the space she needed and typically did not disturb her while she was in there. The Thanagarian then lowered her gaze as she deeply inhaled and then sighed as her expression fell. While the garden mimicked Thanagar's appearance, Shayera found that it did so

Shayera gritted her teeth and stayed where she was sprawled out on the ground. She winced at the pain shooting up from the gash on her right thigh. She lifted her head to watch as Wonder Woman tore two of the robots apart limb from limb without so much as flinching. Batman then leapt overtop of Diana and threw a single batarang that impaled itself into the head of another robot. Within seconds the batarang detonated, destroying another one. Red Tornado and Fire then flew overhead as they blasted their way through more of the robots and inching the League closer to Toyman himself. The streets of Keystone City had become a ground for mini-war between Toyman's toy soldier droids and the Justice League. The next thing Shayera knew, Batman was at her side and rested a knee on the ground next to her. He left his other knee bent and rested his arm against his thigh. She noticed that the way he knelt before her was protective and encroaching. She couldn't see beyond him to spy the broken

Shayera crossed her arms over her chest as she waited in front of Wayne Manor. She lightly grimaced as she closed her eyes and scrunched up her nose slightly. Her head was pounding and she felt like she was going to throw up for the fourth time that morning. The door suddenly opened and Shayera opened her eyes to see Alfred in the doorway, "Ah Miss Hol, Master Wayne said I should be expecting you. You seem a bit dreary ma'am. Are you feeling alright?" Shayera lightly smiled and waved him off, "I'm fine Alfred, just a little nauseous and a slight headache." "Do come in," Alfred stepped to the side. "I'm afraid I don't have a remedy for your headache but might I offer you again the chamomile tea and plain bagels Miss Hol?" "You're a lifesaver," Shayera replied as she walked into the manor. "I would more than appreciate that if it does end up helping." "I assure you that it will. Now this way," Alfred gestured for her to follow him. "Master Wayne and Miss Dawes are waiting for you in

Shayera sat in the hallway of the courthouse. She looked down as she began to chew her bottom lip. To say she was nervous about the hearing would have been an understatement. She just hoped that this all wasn't going to be a waste. She knew she was being ridiculous but somehow that didn't stop her nerves. Deep breathing, counting to ten, none of it worked; she was still nervous. The last time she had felt this nervous was when she waited for the League's vote after the Thanagarian Invasion and she had been mentally preparing her resignation. She had been through countless of deadlier situations before and had never been this nervous. She couldn't comprehend how something like this could completely unnerve her. Shayera frowned as she sat there on the bench. She looked up at the doors to the courtroom and sighed. She was getting bored from sitting there alone as well. Bruce had told her to sit there and wait to be called; if she was needed. He also told her that if she saw anyone from

The sudden shift of Shayera cuddling against him woke John up. He laid quietly in bed, listening to the sound of breathing coming from the body snuggled up against his own. It wasn't every day that he was awake before her. He looked over at the digital clock. It was quarter to six and John internally cringed at how early he had woken up. She shifted a bit and pressed her body further against his as she wrapped an arm tightly around him. John looked down at the Thanagarian. Shayera had been more spaced out than usual the past three days. She had been like that for nearly three weeks but it seemed to be hitting an all time high now. John knew Shayera clearly had something weighing on her mind. He wished that she would just talk to him but reminded himself that he was dealing with Shayera. He lightly sighed and moved one of her bangs away from her face. "John," she groggily mumbled as her eyes fluttered open. She lightly stretched out her body but remained glued to his side, "What time

Mari and John sat across from each in the cafeteria. John had a fixed frown on his face and refused to make eye contact with her. Mari just simply observed him as she sipped away at a soda. Eventually, Mari let out a sigh, "Alright, you gonna can tell me what you did to Shayera?" "I didn't do anything to her," she reached over and punched him hard on the arm. "What was that for?" He asked indignantly as he rubbed his now sore arm. "What was my number one rule?" She rhetorically asked him. "Never lie to me. Now, what did you do to her?" In the interest of self-preservation, John decided to amend his previous answer, "None of your damn business." "She's my friend so it most certainly is my business," she glared at him. "It's nothing I want to talk with you about. It's between me and Shayera." "She looked very unhappy and I don't like it when my friends aren't happy." John shrugged, "She'll get over it. She always does." Mari deepened her glare towards him and frowned, "I can

Shayera growled in frustration as she picked herself off of the ground. She winced and placed her hand over her right side. Shayera's side was burning. She looked down to see the blood trickling down from the gash left behind from Silver Swan's claws. She looked over to see that Elongated Man was barely holding his own against Giganta, Black Canary and Green Arrow were having some difficulties with Black Mass, and Abra Kadabra was seemingly causing Booster Gold a headache. Shayera scowled as she knew that she wasn't faring much better either. And Shayera knew she had no one to blame but herself. She knew that she should have been the one to go after Abra Kadabra and left Booster with Silver Swan. Her mind had been so preoccupied that she had idiotically told them to take on whoever crossed their paths first. There had been no semblance of a plan behind her orders. Silver Swan snickered as she sauntered towards her, "Well, well Hawkgirl you certainly are a bit sluggish it seems.

Shayera sighed as she laid on the bed in the Medbay. She made sure her back was to the door as she glared directly at the wall before her. Not only did Shayera currently feel foolish, she also felt concerned. She had nearly gotten herself killed. Not only that but she had sustained injuries that could not have only affected her. When they first got on scene, Shayera had engaged in combat with Black Mass initially. He managed to punch her on the side of the head, which admittedly had given her a rather bad headache, and had also managed to land a punch directly to her gut. She knew how lucky she was to be a Thanagarian and not a human at that moment. Shayera released another sigh. Had she been a human, she could only imagine what would have happened. "You're a fucking damn idiot," she muttered to herself. After all of her reassurances to Bruce and Alfred. Her big talk how she could keep this baby more safe than anyone else. She viewed herself as nothing more than a useless