"You can't keep me here, you know?
I mean, eventually someone is gonna notice that I'm gone and they'll start to look and then where will you be? Up shit creek without a paddle, won't you, eh?
I can feel you in the back of my head just now so quit it, will you? Pushin' and pushin' and pushin' like that's not gonna get you anywhere now that I know what you're up to. Not like how you got me into this damned cage in the first place!
Look, everyone dies and it's not my fault!
I know it don't make it any better, that it don't help, but dead is dead and they were criminal sorts weren't they. I might not watch the news, but I heard what got said and I heard things where people don't think that anyone is listening.
Come on, just open this thing up and let me out?
I mean those 'Undersider' people are dead you know I saw the bodies and one when I see one when I see one. The black guy, the girl with those nice looking eyes, the girl with the dogs, the pretty boy, and even...
...oh.
Yeah, even her. The one in the middle of it all, the one why that big ol' hero type had to go get rid of the others, because of her. Had to come down on things 'cause she showed up everything and had to protect the reputation.
No! It's not that I agree at all! I just know how that sort of stuff goes when someone causes too much trouble. Trouble which is just small stuff compared to what you're getting into now.
There's
RULES about this all. There have to be and I ain't someone in charge. I just got a job to do, to fetch and carry, so why'd you pick on me? I mean I-
GET OUT OF MY HEAD!
You're one of those cape types, don't you want to be a hero? How is this being a hero? It's not being one at all, right? I mean, if you know about me then you know there's not anything I can do. Not without reason. Done is done, dead is dead, and gone is gone for fucks' sake!
I MEANT IT! STOP GODDAMN PUSHING!
Okay, okay, okay get it. Say something, will you? You want me to look for her, but she's not around here anyone. And you heard one of the stories, one of the tales, so started looking until you found me?
Then don't you know that I can't just do what you want? That here's got to be something there, something more, and...
You want me to listen? Just listen? Then you'll let me go? Really?
I can do that.
I mean, I'm not promising anything, but you just need to... I mean...
...oh god, I can hear her. I can hear her and she's alone and it's horrible and I gotta go. I need to go, please? She's crying, crying and it won't stop, and she's screaming and it won't let her go.
I need to go get her.
I'm not lying, not having you on, so just open this damn door so I can help.
Please?"
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He stepped back from the small cage and, wordlessly, watched as the black feathered bird stepped out. It tested its wings briefly, glanced towards him, then hopped off the window sill. He watched, through his own eyes and that of the other birds, as it soared up and up and somehow kept going up beyond the sky.
In the back of his head, right up until it vanished, he almost tasted the trail it could follow. He could almost hear that sound which wasn't a sound. He could feel as it orientated on distant screams that no other bird could hear.
Aiden remembered how it should have been and, softly, he spoke the words which he had once been told.
"People once believed that, when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right..."
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"Don't Look!"
Worm / The Crow
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Author's Note: Because if Alexandria hadn't been bluffing nor as easily taken down...