Her mother's words barely had enough time to sink into the girl's mind so she could fully understand the enormity of what she had screamed. Her father swooped in, his voice ringing from overhead as he shouted his anger at her. It only increased Mordecai's own frustration and anger and she screamed wordlessly and when she fell silent her throat felt raw and painful. She stood her ground there in the water as her father landed and stalked toward her, commanding her to be silent. It only made her want to scream again because how dare he come back after she'd gone so long without even seeing him and try to discipline her. How dare he.

Even as he stopped so close to her and ducked his head down to her level to look her in the eye she just glared back at him, the amount of anger in her eyes dark making them appear almost soulless. "Why so angry!?" He asked and the young girl literally growled, "No flying." at her father. Her dark eyes migrated over to Megaera as if to punctuate her statement. No flying. None. It would not happen. Never.

But they wouldn't understand, neither of them. She'd made it clear time and again with Megaera that she didn't want to learn how to fly. How could she embrace the wings that had labelled her as weak? How could she love the wings that had been her death sentence? How could she forget the trauma that had come with her birth? She might not have remembered all of it, but she knew the root cause were her wings. They made her imperfect and weak and she didn't want them.

But they wouldn't understand. She didn't have the words to tell them, everything was stuck in her head and she just couldn't communicate it. 

Mordecai spread her wings and as she did so she tore her eyes away from her father and looked at her left wing then her right. It was quite sudden that she lunged for her own wing, her teeth grasped the flight feathers that had grown in and she ripped them from her wing. Mouthful after mouthful she ripped from her wing and spat the feathers into the water. I DON'T WANT THEM! MAKE THEM GO AWAY! She screamed in her own mind as she decimated her feathers. 

"Don't want." She panted when she finally stopped ripping at her feathers. "Don't want. Weak. Kill." Would they even realize she was repeating the first words she'd ever spoken?

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