The Black Butterfly
Yann
{Strength & Air}
Isa
{Technology & Earth}
Xetsi
{Stealth & Water}
Mota
{Knowledge & Fire}
Yinn
{Motion, Magic & Protection}
Beautiful and graceful, varied and enchanting, small but approachable, butterflies lead you to the sunny side of life. And everyone deserves a little sunshine...
The crow-haired girl stiffened, dark eyes flashing as something called her. Her sleeves flared with a sudden dark energy as Yinn, Yann, Xetsi, Mota, and Isa flew out and grew. The ghostfire flickered and flared suddenly.
Before she knew it she was running. She'd find it this time. She dodged across a busy street, Yann throwing a taxi into a building when it was about to hit her. The butterfly grew into a black giant, an enormous shadowy mimic of Flitt throwing things out of its mistresses way, dark hair flying around its blank face. The screams barely reached flitt as she dodged through a crowd rapidly clearing. She saw it.
A white... Thing. Four teenagers attacking it. One saw her, with pale skin and dark hair, mouthed a word.
'Help.'
It saw her, touched stone. Its skin hardened and it threw something at her. Yinn was there then, her wings swelling to shield her mistress. Then a light flashed and they were gone. The Black Butterfly was alone.
But she knew what she was looking for now.
She could hear police sirens; not that it mattered. Yinn and Yan would stop them. As she spoke Yann was taking up the position, a dark shadow-girl, wielding a lamp-post and bellowing fury into the night. The titans might come soon; why would she care? She knew now who was calling her.
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