"I got in contact with Pa-kun and Da-kun," Flamebird informed Saint Walker in the control center of the mother ship. "The coup worked. Though, they were left with ony the 47% of the Yellow Lanterns. The twins are unharmed, other than some bruises and scratches. They convinced Soranik to send Yellow Lanters to Akropolis adter things calm down in Qward. Blue Lanterns have also sent some relief efforts. Though, that part you must have already known."

"I see..." Saint Walker hummed. "Akropolis, a symbol of tyrany and destruction, has become the center of coperation between the lanterns... how ironic."

"It is," Flamebird agreed with a chuckle.

"Something else?" Saint Walker asked acutely.

"Nothing gets pass you," Flamebird smirked. "They informed me that Siniestro is dead, killed in the crossfire."

"Two of the most dangerous and deranged lanterns dead in less than a year, Adara!" Saint Walker sighed. "How is his daughter doing?"

"As expected," Flamebird sighed. "She is an orphaan now, no matter how wrong her father was... she still loved him."

"Talking from experience?" Saint Walker inquired.

Flamebird paused, brooding in a very bat-way. He di dnot answer and changed the topic of conversation. "We are close to Nok, aren't we? Do you think we should land there and pay the Indigo Tribe a visit?"

"The lanterns powered by compassion," Saint Walker hummed, allowing the abrupt change of conversation. "I would like to meet them and learn more about them. They are quite secretive."

"Maybe we'll get some of our crew a new home," Flamebird commented.

"If things continue on track we most likely will," Saint Walker agreed.

And so they did. Before landing on Nok, they requested permision and explained who they were. Even in Nok they have heard about Flamebird and The Nest, name which the survivors had given to the mother ship. The name choice came after they had learned about the earthly birds and about thier nests. After being given permision to land, they were received by one of the their leaders, Indigo-1.

"There seems to be various criminals on your ranks," Saint Walker commented, after Indigo-1 had given them a tour.

"The Indigo Tribe is a home for those lost, who want to put their past behind them and do good instead of harm," Indigo-1 explained. "Random acts of violence are committed everywhere and by many of the tribe. Which is why we've decided to turn to others with random acts oof senseless kindness. An unexpected hand to help remind us that a little bit of love is the cure for hate. It's easy to give up, but it's never too late."

"Many would say second chances are worthless or speak about them in hypocrisy," Flamebird spoke softly, looking aroun din wonder. It reminded him of Infinite Island, the place he had created for lost souls to live in peace and be accepted... at leas, until Darkseid happened. "Yet, you accept them, do not hold their past against them, and aid them, instead of jst demanding they change. It's a wonderful place you've all created."

"Thank you," Indigo-1 told Flamebird warmly. "You have a lot of compassion in you. No wonder three of your party have been chosen by Proselyte. They follow your teachings."

"Three? When did that happen?" Saint Walker asked confused. "And why was Flamebird not chosen even though he has so much compassion?"

"We are all conected through our compassion, we can feel our lantern force in a way other lanterns can't. We felt it reach for The Nest and later for your members," Indigo-1 explained, before turning a thoughtful look on Flamebird. "As for Flamebird, the force reached for you, but it seems that you've already been claimed."

"Maybe it's the chaos shard inside me," Flamebird commented, but it tasted like sand on his tongue.

"Maybe," Indigo-1 hummed, before turning around and guided them to the main hall.

I hope it is, Damian prayed internally. I can't manage another surprise right now.