Another fanfic about the world of the winged.
They've been tryin to find the flock for a while.
It's gonna be very fun to write that part.

^.^

Forgotten guide:

Leader: Arra. She is 14 years old, 90% human, 8% feline, and 2% avian.

Looks: Really long silver-white hair, cat ears, silvery wings, and blue eyes. Very pale.

Personality & powers: Always knows how to make her friends laugh, but can be very serious/fierce at times. Breathes underwater, speaks to cats, and is uber stealthy in the sky or on the ground. (Goes invisible like Fang, but can move while doing it.)

Second: Sam. He's 15 years old, 90% human, 8% lupine, and 2% avian.

Looks: Blonde hair, hazel eyes, semi-pronounced fangs, light brown wings. Tan.

Personality & powers: Can go all wolf when under pressure. Is also able to sense faraway things, which is useful when looking for a place to hide.

Other members: Lia. She's 13, 90% human, 8% feline(lion), and 2% avian.

Looks: deep brown hair, Arra's blue eyes, lion tail, russet wings. (She's Arra's little sister).

Personality & powers: Always is trying to set people up in relationships. Manipulates the emotions of pure human men. So, no forgotten drama.

Omega: He's also 13, 98% human, 2% avian.

Looks: Light brown hair, dark gray eyes, white wings.

P&P: He always listens to Arra, and hardly ever objects to anything. But has a really great death stare. His power is to hack anything. He also has super-duper hearing.

Ky: She's only eight, but very hyper. 90% human, 8% scurrius(that's actually the sciency name for a squirrel), and 2% avian.

Looks: Short blonde hair, bright green eyes, gray and brown wings.

P&P: Never. Stops. Talking. Arra must sometimes shut her up. Can fly twice as fast than the others.

And to the story!

I shifted from foot to foot, Omega should be back by now! He had gone into the lab ages ago, and was supposed to be looking for information on the flock's whereabouts.

"Ugh! I trust that idiot with one scouting mission, and he probably got sidetracked by some stupid thing!" I fumed.

"Well, he's always trying to do the right thing so he probably saw something and then tried to do whatever, and-"

"Ky! Erre!" (what meant for her to stop. Yeah, we had a secret language too) "And if you are going to be up a tree, sit on the branch. Don't hang there."

It was about nightfall. Most of our family - the forgotten, we called ourselves - were sitting around a fire in the woods near a top secret lab in northern Colorado. Sam was staring at the flames again, Lia was drawing a picture in the dirt with a stick, Ky was in a tree chattering away, and I was angrily waiting for Omega to come back from the mission he had been sent on.

I heard a rustling in the bushes. Omega burst out, yelling "Hurry! I got what we need, but the lab's after me!"

I jumped up and screamed, "Forgotten OUT!" We all immediately shot into the sky.

It was just in time, too. A second after we all got away, a bunch of large and hairy things burst into the small camp. But thankfully, we were too far away to see the expressions on their faces.

After a few moment of flying, I started to question Omega.

"And what, may I ask, happened in there?"

He looked a bit nervous. "I got into the records and found info on the flock. As I was coming out of the room, I heard a wail. Like a small child being tormented. I followed the noise. And it led me to a room where a whitecoat was abusing a small fox mutant. The child was probably less than four years old. Very small and injured badly."

"Let me guess: You tried to save the kid. Failed, and got out fast. They sent others after you."

"I never claimed to have failed in saving the child. He is right here."

It was just at that moment I noticed the little thing in Omega's arms. A small, bloody, limp thing. Jesus 'effin Christ.

"Oh god. You idiot! If someone is injured, you have to tell me! We have to land now. Sam, is there any place nearby?"

He nodded. "Fly south a bit more, look for the big rock formation, there's a cave in it that's pretty high up."

"Right. Okay, everyone, follow me!"

And with another second of flapping, I spotted the rock formation. It consisted of a bunch of rust-red boulders in the middle of a pine forest. I landed in the cave Sam had told us about. The narrow entrance would be impossible to find from the ground.

"Omega, give me the kid. Lia, start a fire so we can see. Ky, help me patch her up. Sam, first watch." Everyone went to work.

I saw the child's small form, battered and broken. She was indeed very small, had ginger hair, a fox tail, and fox ears. Littlewings too, that would help her fly with us. It looked like the whitecoats had beat her a lot. At least no bones were broken.

"Okay, okay. Now, we start to clean off the blood..."

And my first story evah is done!
So, how badly does it suck, hm?
R&R, please!
NOOOO FFFLLLAAAMMMEEERRRRSSS PLZ!