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Introduction.

The whole thing started with an experiment. An experiment that was made to save the world. But there was only one person who thought that was what this experiment was made for, the creator.

Others, however, wanted to use this experiment's power to use it's power for themselves. What began as a few debates turned into fights and eventually battles over control.

The very first battle was between the US government and a small terrorist orginaziation. The US army, under good leadership, claimed victory swiftly and with few losses.

This was not the first battle, though. Other countries like North Korea and Afganistan heard about the loss of their weak ally, so they teamed up and began warring with the US.

The US, with help from drafting citizens, won all of the wars, but not unscathed. All of the wars left the US's outer edges with heavy damage from bombs, beach raids and assaults.

The president, George Bush, then relied on nuclear weapons. Congress approved.

The first missile launched was headed for North Korea. The B2 bomber that was scheduled to launch the missile was shot down a few minutes after it was released.

North Korea responded with their own nuclear missile. The missile was launched succesfully and destroyed New York City.

The UN didn't take the destruction of NYC lightly. All UN forces were commanded to retreat from enemy nations and more missiles were sent.

What followed next was an extreme nuclear winter.

The UN banned use of nuclear weapons, and issued an order for all warheads except one for emergencies to be disassembled.

Special underground bunkers were made to protect civilians from the sub-zero temperatures. But, when metal mines became unworkable and froze over, production of bunkers stopped too soon, leaving an estimated 1.4 million civilians with no protection.

One of the few cold-protected structures that was not specially made was the School. The School, using a few test results that showed hybrids had a decent ammount of resistance to freezing temperatures.

With these test results, the School began producing more hybrids, killing off a few in freeze chambers.

The experiment, and the other experiments that traveled with it, were codenamed 'The Deep Six' after the nuclear winter, was retagged with a chip, which made the School able to track it.

Chapter 1: Evading the Army

This battle was insane. If I could guess, I'd say the odds were 600, to six.

Fang and I were back to back, lucky us, but we were taking Flyboys down impossibly slow. If Fang wasn't next to me, I would be dead. These Flyboys were pretty well made, with no weak spots at all. All we could do was smack them around until they fell down.

Iggy and Gazzy were taking a few out with their bombs, but they didn't have nearly enough firepower to take them down. After a few bombs, they would be knocked down, but would get up seconds later.

Angel and Nudge, they were isolated from the rest of us, maybe 100 feet out, which is just a guess because I couldn't see them, in the blob that was 600 Flyboys.

All of us were taking lots of hits, at this rate the battle might last ten minutes.

Winning this battle would be impossible. It was ither give up, keep fighting until we were to weak to fight, or wait for their batteries to run out.

And, if the battle wasn't bad already, the freezing cold was making it harder to fight, but didn't affect the machinery of the Flyboys.

Right then, I made one of my famous split second decisions.

"Everybody fly away!" I yelled over the noise of the battle.

I couldn't see them, but I knew Angel and Nudge were slowly trying to move towards Iggy and Gazzy, who were raining a thinning stream of bombs in all directions.

Only Fang and I stayed where we were.

"Fang, go with the others. The only way we can win this is if one of us stays behind," I said.

"Never, I'm not leaving you behind," Fang responded.

"You have to, Fang, the rest of the Flock need you."

I didn't know if the Flyboys could hear us, like they were remotely operated by a nerd on his computer who thinks he's playing a kill-the-mutant video game.

"Fang, go. I'll be ok, you know I can take anything the School can throw at me."

"I know, but―"

"Go, Fang, you know you have to."

A few seconds passed, but finally he said, "Fine, but I'm coming back for you as soon as possible."

He started to fly away, and I followed him. Just as I expected, the Flyboys followed us. Fang was speeding ahead, and I was kicking away Flyboys as fast as possible.

When I looked back, Fang was a safe distance away.

I started to fly down to the ground, slower than normal. None of them followed Fang, they were all fixed on me.

When I landed, the Flyboys landed around me in a circle. I looked around at the circle, they were closing in slowly.

Following my plan, I put my hands behind my head, and kneeled down. If I had a white flag, I'd use it, but I think the old fashoned hands-on-your-head thing works just fine.

The circle came in much more quickly now. One of the Flyboys rushed up behind me, pulled my hands down, and tied them behind my back a bit too tightly, then tied my wings and feet. Another one injected my neck with a long tube of yellow liquid.

Finally, one of them picked me up, and started flying West.

The last thing I remember was flying high above the clouds and being tied up very painfully before blacking out.