A/N sorry this chapter is so short, I wanted to see what people thought of my story before I got too much into it. If I get enough good reviews, I might add more, so R&R plz. If you want to read along in your Maximum Ride books, page 398 in my book (which is hard cover one) and chapter 128 is where this story starts.
All my life, the only things that have been real have been pain and fear. Pain from those horrible experiments and fear of more pain to come.
That was my entire life up until this morning when I was awakened by the noises coming from the experiments around me in dog crates not unlike the one I was in. You heard right; here I was, a girl of about 13(I think) that had been genetically altered to have wings and was sleeping in a dog crate. They have Humane Societies for animals, so why not kids with some animal characteristics?
Anyways, I woke up and gripped onto the bars of my cage to pull myself in a sitting position and see what the heck was going on. I looked through the bars of the cage to see six kids, some that looked older than me and some that were younger, looking sadly at some of the experiments.
One of the kids; a tall, dark, guy; murmured quietly to a blonde girl, who was clearly the one in charge, "You know, we can't save them all."
She whispered back, "I'm supposed to save the whole world, remember?" What was this girl talking about? I thought. "Well, I'm gonna start with these guys." Then she started to get a random look of anger at something as if she had heard something that made her mad inside her head.
The blonde leader then turned to a pale boy with reddish-blonde hair and whispered to him, "Start popping latches." And the message was passed this way to all six of them. They then proceeded to open cages and letting every creature out.
When the blonde leader unlocked my door, I asked her the two questions that kept popping into my head every time a cage was unlocked, "Who are you? Why are you doing this?" I whispered these questions so quietly I was afraid she might not have heard them.
But, surely enough, she responded with a slight smile and a strong statement, "Kids don't belong in cages." No arguments here, I thought to myself. My saver then called out to the other kids in a loud, fearless voice, "Okay, everybody. Let's blow this joint."