|My definition of Irony
Author: WearyFool PM
Shayera is mourning and states what she thinks should be the definition of Irony. First Fic so please R&R! rated coz thats wot i want it 2 b.Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 635 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 3 - Published: 09-05-06 - Status: Complete - id: 3140923
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Disclaimer: I do not own Justice League/Unlimited. but as a girl at my school would say (My daddy owns it, so therefore i am the heir to it so i do own it which means i'm better than you!) (I swear she needs a right good slap and punch and kick and AHHHHHHHHHH... whatever else that would shut her up and hurt her.
It was supposed to be a battle where we would very minor injuries, that's what I kept telling myself. No major injuries. No civilian casualties. And certainly no deaths. Although the deaths weren't beings from this world, Earth, my adopted home planet, they were still deaths.
Even though J'onn and Superman (Who i consider to be the mother hens) say I shouldn't, I think about how many people I've betrayed, my people, my family, my friends. And then once my thoughts are set on betrayal, my mind will move to the number of deaths that weigh upon my head.
I am known by alot of names here, The Winged Hero, Hawkgirl, Traitor, Shayera Hol, The Thanagarien, but non of them really suit me.
I still wonder how people can call us heroes after the lives we have taken. In some cases we may not have taken them directly by shooting them in the heart, in those cases where we have not killed them directly, we were part of or the reason for the deaths. Usually at times like this I like to try and define the Earth word 'Irony'. My most recent definition is this; Heroes protecting 1 planet are called heroes, but to the other species they kill in order to protect that 1 planet, they are known as murderers, the very thing heroes try to stop the most.
I have seen alot of deaths, but the ones that haunt me the most are the deaths of Thanagar and its people, my true home, my people. Solomon Grundy, my friend from the grave. Hro Talak, my mate-to-be and Commander. But most of all the deaths that pains me the most, are the death of John's love for me, and the death of the trust from my co-workers and friends.
When I asked Dr. Fate if my destiny was to be a destroyer, he said it's never that simple, I can partially understand what he meant. Destiny is something that we make ourselves by what actions we do and what we don't do. When I talked to Inza in her garden I told her that when I do my job, the people I care about get hurt and she cleverly replied a question that I would never forget, she said and what happens when you don't do your job? They're both wise in their own sense and hospitable and I still feel as if I owe them something more than my life, but I've barely got a life, so there's not much I can give them.
Sometimes, in the middle of a fight that question pops into my head and as I'm fighting I wonder, if there is a purpose for me after all.
A.N: I know not particually good but I just wanted to write something at long last! I just blabbed about whatever came into my head. I HAD to have something concerning Dr. Fate, Duh! I actually hold alot of respect for the Nelsons, Shayera, Flash/Wally and J'onn (but NOT Tony Blair and his cabinet), so sorry if this a little OOC. anyway please leave your reviews, flames accepted (I'll just use them to roast my steak) I'd really like to hear about what you thought about my FIRST FIC. so thanks for reading.