I woke up in a soft bed and I was covered in an extreme fluffy blankets. The room had a slight smell of chicken. On top of that, I felt safe and secure. This bed made me want to just lay there and not get up or worry about anything. I still could not help myself but wonder.

Where am I?

I tried to move but I was immediately greeted by pain.

Shit!

They are still shedding....

I closed my eyes and concentrated on my wings that were still tucked into my back.

Only halfway through...

I felt like a wingless bird. With my feathers halfway gone there was no chance of me getting up in the air.

Damn it!

It hurts so much!

Why is it so freaking hot in here?

Trying to move again, I managed to get the blanket off me and sit up. Now I had a much better view of the room I was currently in. One complete wall made out of glass and there was a huge window that was perfect for taking off into the air and fly out of the room or come in here.

Next, there were some drawers and a carpet some other things that were typical for a bedroom and then there were flowers on the night table. Not only that but there was a red feather laying there too.

Hawks?!

I knew I could smell some chicken!

I reached out for the feather and took it from the table but not without regretting moving. My skin ripped open and another one of my black fathers came out.

The pain was too much for me. The moment I bent over to get the feather the pain came to me and I fell to the ground on my knees hugging myself close to the ground.

I can't take it anymore!

I need to open my wings!

With that, I released them while also biting my lower lip. It hurt soo much that I would have loved to cry out. The red feather was in my hand and I couldn't help it but holding it in my hands as if my dear life depended on it, I had literally a death grip on it.

The door to the room busty open and I couldn't bother to look up. There was only one person that it could be and in my state, there was no chance of escaping him.

Hawks: Vulture!

Me: Arg....

He immediately came to my side and took me into a hug carefully since I had now my wings spread open too.

Hawks: Your wings....

I would have loved to get out of this hug but I had no power or the will in me to fight against it. All I could think of was my wings and the pain I felt.

Hawks: Can I clean them?

Me: Huh?

The question took me by surprise and I looked up to him.

Hawks: They are bloody and you still have a very high fewer. I sincerely want to help you. So can I clean them with a wet towel?

A fewer?!

No wonder it is so hot in here!

This offer doesn't sound bad... I could need something cool to relieve some of the pain.

Me: ... okay....

My voice came out only as a whisper. I was very weak and I hated myself for being in this kind of situation only because I was careless.

Memories of the past events came floating into my mind and I remember the LOV getting in trouble because I didn't know that both groups we target somehow made up and forget all the bad blood between them. I found it very weird to be honest. The worst part was that I felt guilty. It was my responsibility for getting them all in and out safely without any complications. Yet I was careless and didn't take the possibility in account that they would group up against us.

As I was deep in thought, I didn't realize that Hawks send his feathers to get him some towels before he let go of me and went into the bathroom. It took him only a couple of minutes to come back.

Hawks: Does it hurt much?

What a stupid question!!

Are you blind?

Of fucking course they hurt extremely!

All I did was glare at him in respond.

Hawks: All right I get, it was such a stupid question....

He came close to me but he did it in a careful and slow way so that I could see his every movement.

Hawks: You can lay them down and spread them open if it is easier for you.

My wings and the feathers I still had were hovering slightly above the ground. Although my feathers were shedding, some of them were still sharp and I could have attacked Hawks with ease. This was the reason they were up in the air and not laying down on the ground. I had a feeling that the moment I would lay them down that I wouldn't be able to move them again because of all the pain.

I am not that stupid birdbrain!

Hawks: I will not attack you or get you behind bars.

Me: Why should I trust your words?

He then dropped all of his feathers to the ground, maneuvering them right in front of me and piling them up.

Hawks: See! I am unarmed now.

As if!

They are still under your control!

Are you freaking kidding me?

Should this make me feel better?!

Like did you even think this through?

One command of you and they can easily kill me!

Me: If you want me to feel secure than get them out of the room.

Hawks: All right!

With that, he put down the things he prepared for cleaning my wings and went to the door. He then opened it and let every single one of his feathers except the one I still had in my hand go out and closed the door again.

Hawks: Better?

I was stunned from what he just did.

Why would he do that?

Doesn't he know that I could kill him in an instant?

I am a fucking villain?!

How can he trust me not to attack him?

Not that I would but still?!

Since he dispersed his feathers and was so kind as to get them out of the room, I decided to drop my wings and let them lay on the ground. Well more like one half on the bed and the other on the ground.

He came to me and carefully began clean them.

Hawks: Please tell me if I do something you don't like or if I hurt you even more.

Me: It's fine for now.... Thank you for doing this.

Hawks: I hope this can at least relieve some of your pain.

Me: It does...

Hawks: I also have some pain meds if you want to take them.

Me: Nah I am good. They wouldn't help either way.

First, I was not so stupid to take some meds from him. Who knows what he was trying to give me and second it was true. No painkillers in this world could help cancel or relieve the pain once my feathers start shedding or regrowing.

It felt soo good. The nice cold tower felt soo good and that I could relax a little bit. I was so thankful that he was cleaning them up and while he was cleaning them, some of my feathers fell down. After he finished cleaning my wings, he backed away from me.

Hawks: You hungry birdy?

Me: No.

Hawks: You know you should eat something even if it is a little bit.

I felt sick to my stomach and I was sure if I ate something that I would through up immediately.

Me: No thank you.

Hawks: *Sigh* how about you get some rest then? You look exhausted.

Me: okay...

I felt tired and this bed was so comfy. So I gladly accepted the offer and he helped me to stand up and lay down in the bed.

Hawks: If you need anything, you can call me via the feather in your arm.

This is when I realize that I still had his feather in my hand.

Me: I am sorry.

Hawks: It's okay. If it helps you relax, then be my guest and keep it close to you for now.

Once I was in the bed, I couldn't stay awake any longer and so I fell back asleep with the feather in my hand.