Okay, spoilers for Darkest (if wewe haven't seen it wewe have no life). Otherwise, just...read and comment? pwEASE.

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to rule

Kyra passed kwa the remnants of the cave, and glanced back at Demon, who was fingering the blade of her katana. “You can’t be serious.”
“I’m dead serious.”
“But the cave was our home!”
“Then wewe can remain here and make sure it’s real. But I’m not joking with you. This is what happens to you-- to us all in a couple years.”
She walked straight into the dead middle of it all and sat, the news pressing down on her like an unbearable weight. Tears stung at the edges of her eyes but she didn’t cry, instead leaning over to pick up a piece of broken plastic. “Souvenir,” she muttered, then turned to the elder version of herself. “Why am I here?”

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowds would sing
Now the old king is dead, long live the king

Demon didn’t reply right away, nor did she notice Fin asking her the actual question. She was too Lost in her own memories, too busy worrying about Wally’s statement to Nightwing. Kaldur very well could be a triple agent. The way he was so focused and intent on getting in with the Light... perhaps he had finally succumbed to what his father had been telling him was right all along.
She’d done that too, before.
But that idiotic, bossy, overprotective and way too formal fishboy... she missed him, she really did. She missed the way he’d smile at her in a brotherly way when she’d done something correctly. During the failsafe, she’d felt so lost, even with Robin there... Kaldur had helped her on the right path from the very beginning. He was one of Kenzie’s inayopendelewa people, besides her. Maybe she could help him.
Kyra stepped closer and snapped. “Demon!!”
The elder girl glanced at her. “C’mon.”

One dakika I held the key
inayofuata the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

Her whole world was gone, and all because of a stupid mistake for trying to reason with her ex. The effects of the Lazarus had long worn off, there hadn’t been much need for it. Who knew that there were limits to how much the phoenix could protect her? Ryan hadn’t even looked back once, simply dropping the gun and running. He’d done this before, but that time she’d survived. That time there were zaidi people around her.
Phoenix’s world had been ripped apart from her, leaving her alone. Then she’d come back, reluctantly, and had accidentally ripped herself away from her own world in bliss. A victory against the entire league... Kyra, the littler one, should have been celebrating right now with Aisling, Blade, Melissa... Delta. And Epsilon. God, why had she done this to the poor kid? Demon shook her head, and turned from Kyra. “We’ve gotta move...” she hissed, and walked off, not taking a sekunde look at her old home.


I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

Trekking up behind Demon, Kyra aliiba glances at the ruined cave, watching the steam that seemed never ending trail up from the rubble. She continued staring at it unbelievably, not noticing when Demon stopped, and she ran straight into her. “Um.. ow. Warn me inayofuata time?”
“Maybe wewe should pay attention, then.” Demon hissed out.
“Maybe I’ll just go back home!”
Demon sighed, and turned to face Kyra. “I’m sorry. I really, really need your help.”
The younger girl looked at her warily, then glanced at her feet. “Then I can go back?”
There was a harmonized sadness in the young teen’s voice that hit Demon with guilt. She bit back tears. “Yes.. but we’re going to have to get wewe changed. wewe cannot run around in that.. people think I’m dead here.”
“So I’m a tool to you?”
“No. You’re... you’re zaidi a necessity.”

For some reason I can't explain
Once wewe go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world

Kyra watched Demon as she confronted Tigress, who she’d been told was Artemis. There was a menacing way in which the 18-year-old did it, but it was still friendly. Then Kaldur walked up, and started arguing with Demon, and it turned into a two against one fight. Kyra didn’t actually believe that the two undercover Heroes actually knew that Demon was who she was. Demon eventually just pulled a katana out and threatened the two of them, and they turned away in disgust.
“Are wewe sure they know?”
Demon tried not to yelp in surprise. “Yes, yes they know,” she lied, her voice not wavering once.
“And you’ll explain this to me tomorrow, right?”
“Yes.”
But there wouldn’t be a tomorrow. When Kyra fell asleep that night, Demon snuck into her room and ripped off the medallion that kept the younger girl in this time. Not once had she told the truth since she died. She just hoped that inaonyesha as much to the past would affect the present. Perhaps then she’d be able to continue on juu of her world.

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