Hey guys! This is my first story on here, so reviews would be really appreciated!


Disclaimer: All characters are my own. The mutations and ideas/plots belong to James Patterson.


Ugh. My hair was wet with the sweat and blood dripping down my face. Yes, blood. I'm Skylar, a mutant girl with wings, claws, and a fierce attitude. Or at least, that's what I've been told by James. My father, Kris Farmer, is an evil genius that transformed me and my friends into mutant freaks. Currently, we were fighting werewolves that could also fly-flydogs. Me, Varley, Alli, Amie, Sappira (pronounced sah-fear-uh-she WILL attack if you say it wrong), and James, that is. 4 girls, 2 guys, the perfect 6-number of the devil-what now! Unfortunately, we can never seem to get away from these freaks that my dad and his company, Krawlbot, created. We got to stay in a nice laboratory for the first years of our life. Also unfortunate, my dad is not the head of Krawlbot. I have met her however-she's a witch.

"Hey guys!" I said, "We have to beat these freaks and then blow this joint-to the ground."

We were at a Krawlbot headquarters, and when I say "blow," I mean "blow." If you still don't get it, let's just say that the place wouldn't be there when we left. Oh, don't worry-it's afterhours.

"Got it!" Varley and Alli said simultaneously.

"Cue the bombs Sappira!" I shouted.

"Got it!" She shouted, and then, "Duck!"