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Chapter One- Escape

Somewhere in the Grand Canyon…

My hear t raced as the guards ran past my hiding spot for the fourth time. I listened long and hard and when I was sure there was no one around, I made my run for it.

I rounded the corner and skidded to a stop. There, at the end of the hallway were the doors that called my name. But in between me and those doors, was Brutus, the guard who always managed to catch me during my prior escape attempts. I looked him in the eye and then back pedaled and ran towards the fire exit. I slammed my body into the door, expecting the door to open, but was stopped fast. My stomach ached where it hit the door.

I turned around to see Brutus charging at me fast and waited for him to get closer, then took my chance. I dove between his legs, scrambled up, and then took off running. I skidded around the corner and ran full speed to the now unguarded exit. I heard Brutus behind me grunt in frustration when he rounded the corner.

The desert air was cool as I ran through the doors leading to my freedom, enveloping me like exiting a sauna. Blindly running in the night, cacti and bushes scratched my legs. The sirens were going off behind me, demanding my immediate capture.

I heard engines start up and I unfurled my wings, knowing I couldn't out run a speeding car, armed with large men with guns. I pushed off the ground and soared up into the sky, my wings struggling to keep me stable since it had been weeks since I had last flown.

Shouts echoed off the walls of the canyon as I zoomed upwards. There was a single shot fired and a searing pain in my leg. My wings skipped a beat, but the hope of seeing my family again kept me going.

I landed somewhere outside L.A. as the dawn quickly approached. I collapsed in the abandoned alley out of sheer exhaustion, my muscles screaming, and blood running down my leg. I folded my wings in, not that that would help, considering I didn't have any way of covering them. I crawled behind a dumpster, shielding myself from the view of the street, and quickly fell asleep.

"Hey, you! Get up, you're not allowed to sleep here. You're going to have to go to the shelter a couple blocks down."

I moaned, shielding my eyes from the light in my eyes while I gained my awareness.

"Come on! I have somewhere to be and I don't want to spend my shift out here wasting my time on the homeless!"

I jumped up, backing up against the wall, blocking their view from my wings. My eyes slowly adjusted to the light and I saw a short, curvy figure behind it. I could easily beat this person, being at least three heads taller than her.

She obviously saw me sizing her up, "Come on girl, don't give me any problems, I don't have the time to deal with you."

My heart sped up, seeing the bulging gun at their hip, a police officer. I squinted and covered my eyes again, starting to get a headache from the unnecessarily bright light. We stood there awkwardly for a moment and then she sighed, and reached for my arm. I reacted quickly, hitting her arm away from me, kicking her in the chest.

"Oaff," she moaned in pain as she hit the cement and I took off down the alley. One hundred feet away, the alley split three ways, forward, left or right. I wasn't able to choose before I was there and choose.

"Oh crap," I said, wrong way. Standing in the middle of the alley was a bunch of druggies, all sharing the same needles. Idiots, I internally cursed at them. I rolled my eyes and let my wings loose. They were all high anyways; when they get sober they'll just think somebody put something weird in the heroin. I pumped my wings, hard and strong, jumping up at the same time. I flew up to the top of the building and hid on the roof, just as the cop rounded the corner.

She looked bewildered and looked around, then did a double take on the group who had already started running for cover. She reached down to her gun and aimed it at the only girl left, who was trying to collect what was left of the drug.

"Freeze! Put your hands up," she shouted, and then said into her walkie talkie, "Yea, I have a 41-50 in the alley of 5th and Sunset."

She still had the gun aimed at the girl, but looked around, obviously searching for me. I ducked as she looked up at the building I was hiding on top of. I heard distant sirens and knew it was time to get out of here; the cops would be all over soon, looking for the hiding drug addicts.

I flew close to the building tops until I got to the outskirts of the city, and then flew up into the sky, so high that I would only look like a spec to the naked eye. I closed my eyes and zoomed forward, feeling the morning sun warm my feathers. I sighed, how on earth am I supposed to find the flock? It's not like it's as easy as the voice popping up and telling me where they are. I suppose I'll just start where we left off…

I landed lightly in the clearing of the small forest in Colorado; our last resting place before I left to save the world. I winced at the memories of leaving them, but hit a blank wall when it came to how I actually saved the world. They wiped my memory after that, EVERYTHING was gone, it was a huge blank where it should be and I the freshest memories I had were being back at the school, tested every day. I don't even know how long I was gone. I mean, I would get dreams every so often or random clips of waking up in the middle of rubble or searing pain from gunshots.

I glanced down at my leg, and saw that the bullet from the night before had only grazed my leg, and due to avian genes mixed with human, had already stopped bleeding and was healing itself.

My mind corrected itself. I was here to find where my flock was. I didn't dare think of them more than that; I would go into hysterics, so it was just best if I only touched on that subject.

I quickly rounded the campsite, my long legs settling into a graceful stride. I stopped at the tree I had slept in and climbed the short trunk, searching for any sign of our inhabitance. I jumped to the next tree, where Fang had slept, and searched there too, nothing. I jumped from tree to tree, all the way around the clearing, looking for SOMETHING, but there was nothing.

I moaned in frustration. I fell back against a limb in the tree I was in and cursed at the sky.

Wait! That's it! Fang would know I would come back here when I could and I would be flying! I jumped off the tree limb and into the sky, spreading my wings. I flew into the sky and looked down, towards the forest. I saw several trees lying on their side, but other than that, nothing unusual. I slowly landed in disappointment, all the adrenaline leaving my body as quickly as it came. My body started to weigh heavy and I climbed a tree, burying myself from view in the top of it. I slowly drifted off, thinking fondly of my family, letting the sway of the branches in the wind lull me to sleep.

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