Black Bird

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When two spirit bound siblings are faced with the thoughts of their parents deaths, the oldest must comfort his younger sister.

Submitted: September 28, 2017

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Submitted: September 28, 2017



Black Bird

Lily Wiley

Words 1000


Aurora sat as James braided her hair.

“Where did you even learn to braid?” She questioned, her light Hispanic accent tingeing her voice.

“I helped out at a daycare back in Portland a few years ago, the little girls there always had to have their hair done.” James answered putting the hair tie on the end of Auroras long brown hair, his texan drawl a contrast to his sister's voice.  

“The more you know.” She shrugged as Amanecer, the large spirit Phoenix alighted on her shoulder checking out James, her bonded’s, work.

“Whatcha’ think Ama?” James raised an eyebrow.

“You did well Hatchling.” The phoenix answered broadcasting her thoughts her thoughts to the two siblings.

“Good job Jamie, even though I doubt you’ve spent a gratuitous amount of time on braiding.”

“Gratuitous, where'd you get that one a word of the day calendar?” He teased his younger sister who stuck her tongue out in response. The pair erupted in giggles, Amanecer shaking her head looking to Meir, Auroras large spirit wolf , who slept peacefully on the nearby couch.

“It’s just like old times.” Aurora sighed as their laughter died down. With that statement the rooms nuance shifted from joyful merriment to solemn melancholy. Aurora stood crossing the room to the small mantle of the fireplace that held the pictures of their fathers.

“We’ll make sure their dreams survive Rora.” James put a hand on his sister's shoulder.

“A world of peace, a new golden era,” She agreed resting her head against her older brother's shoulder. “I miss them.” She said after a long moment her voice thick, a lump forming in her throat.

“I know.” James slung an arm around her, pulling her close.

“Sometimes I forget their gone, I do something and think that Dad and Papi would be able to help, and I go to call them and then it hits me that their dead.” She whispered the last word tears welling in her blue eyes, blue eyes that she had gained from her Dad.

“Come ‘ere sis.” James pulled her into a hug, Aurora burying her face into his chest. “I’ve got you Rora” He pressed a kiss into her hair.

Sometimes James forgot that Aurora was still young, he had dealt with the  loss of one family before his Father's John and Cristobal, had even taken him in. Aurora was only twenty, before their Fathers deaths she hadn’t known the horrors of his own youth.

When James was only eight his mother had died, leaving him alone in America. His biological father had left before he was born, going back to Ireland, leaving his mother alone in Mexico. She had sought citizenship in america in order to give James the best life. After she died James was lost, eventually he was picked up by a gang and pressed into their ranks. Nobody suspects a kid with a gun. He was seventeen when Cristobal lead a bust on the gang, but for some reason he took James in giving him a chance at a new family.

“Jamie?” Aurora looked up at him tears trailing down her face. “Hey don’t you start crying on me too, one of us blubbering is bad enough.” She teased, James hadn’t even realised that he had started crying, he reached up wiping his eyes smiling down at her.

“What a mess this family is.” The siblings laughed moving to sit on the couch, disturbing Mier who huffed in annoyance.

“At least we still have each other.” Aurora remarked looking at a picture on the side table. It depicted her and James on their first christmas they had spent as a family, she had only been three.

“That was good year,” James noted, nodding at the photo, she smiled sadly turning back to look at him, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks.

“Hey, hey mi pequeño sol” He comforted the spanish flowing from his lips effortlessly. The use of her old nickname only seemed to make Aurora cry more.

James gathered his baby sister into his arms, and in that moment, she was five again right after she had fallen and almost cracked open her skull. James had dove in catching the young Aurora in his arms holding her close, just as he was doing now. He began to hum a familiar tune, his voice low as he began to croon out the soft comforting melody.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise” Aurora began to relax in his arms and James smiled letting his thoughts slip back to days of the past.



Cristobal held Aurora in his arms swaying back and forth, his voice the only sound in the small bedroom, as he sung to his young daughter.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to be free” Aurora burrowed her face into his neck letting out a small yawn, Cristobal smiled setting her down onto her bed, pulling the covers up around her. “Goodnight mi pequeño sol, he pressed a kiss into her hair.

“Ni, ni Papi.” She murmured sleepily cuddling up to the stuffed wolf that she loved so much. Cristobal exited the room to find James dozing against the wall head  against his chest. Smiling Cristobal knelt in front of the young man shaking his shoulder.

“James, wake up.”He called softly James waking groggily.

“M’ wha’ “ James spoke, his words slurred with sleep.

“You fell asleep in the hall Hijo, come on off to bed.”



James realized that Aurora had fallen asleep while he sang, smiling softly he gathered Aurora into his arms, picking her up, rising to his feet. Carefully he carried his sister to her bedroom settling her into her bed and pulling up the covers, Mier taking the place of the stuffed animal from so long ago.


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