THE SKY WAS on fire.

Now I don't know about you but, that is something you don't see every day. I was standing outside the tunnel system that was supposedly our greatest protection at least I was until being spun around and push inside by tall bird-kid like myself.

"Dude there is no way a freackin' tunnel is going to protect us or is this your guys' idea of saving us the trouble of burying us?" I shouted at him.

"The tunnel system is protected by a force field that will…" he started explaining until I interrupted him by yelling "A FORCE FIELD! YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIVE THAT NONSENCE!"

My anger was rising fast a nothing good ever becomes of that. In fact the last time I got angry 5 miles of New York just happened to "disappear" if you know what I'm talking about.

Instead of answering he just shoved me hard forcing me to go further in to the tunnels. I turned around just in time to see him fly away after that I just sighed and started my way into the tunnel system.

"What an idiot" I muttered to my-self while flying to the central cavern.

Upon reaching the cavern Dr. Martinez started asking me questions "Is that everyone? What is happening up there? Where are Dylan, Max, Fang, and Angel? Why is…." I cut her off there "Hold on I can only answer what I know Doctor"

She looked at me expectantly and signaled for me to answer "As far as I know that is everyone. I don't know where they are and the sky is on fire." I supplied.

The sky is on fire is still not something you hear about every day and I somewhat doubt that I will ever here that again.

"The sky is on fire" She repeated slowly looking at me as if I was crazy as hell which given the fact I have gone through insanity before does not surprise me in the slightest so I just nod then as usual go find the spot in the cavern with the least amount of people and relax there.

That is until we all feel the earth shake around us and hear a giant BOOM that sounds like something just made one hell of a bang. I just couldn't help but wonder if those four made it…..

-1 year later-

"Flying is the most amazing thing" I think while weaving past trees in the jungle section of one of the islands. It has been one year since the split, as we like to call it, happened the island was shattered into hundreds of smaller islands that some of us less social, like myself, would claim as our own instead of staying with the others.

So dear readers perhaps it's time to finally introduce myself. My name is David A. Graves experiment number 723 aka the reality bender.

Now I know what you are thinking "reality bending? That's not even possible!"

But I assure you that it is you see back when the itex bastards were experimenting on me their original plan was to only give me wings but, one asshole decided to also get everyone to fuck with my head too. The pain back then was unbearable I swear that after a little bit of experimenting I blacked out only to fell more pain the moment I woke up. After the final stage of fucking me up I fell unconscious for weeks or at least that is what I was told can't trust those people with the smallest things. Anyways during their testing I saw the bastard that decided to fuck with me head and make me more of a freak and I just got pissed off.

I mean can you blame me!? Being taken from home, forced to live in a freakin dog crate, given a pair of pitch black wings (although they do look cool), and last but, certainly not least having my mind messed with. I just could not take it but, I knew I couldn't do anything about it without being punished severally for doing it. So I did the only thing I could do I imagined him being killed, then toutred, but I really enjoyed imagining him on fire. Suddenly I was snapped out of my revenge filled daydream by the very person I was punishing in my mind screams. He was on fire! I thought it was just a coincidence and returned to my day dream only this time his half of his leg was cut off. I was shaken out of my daydream once again and was greeted by the sight of a person on fire while he was missing half of his right leg. It seemed too good to be true so I tested if it was really me doing this by doing the only logical thing…..

…..making the bastard explode. Seeing his blood splattered across everything in that room is still one of my most cherished memories. After that pleasurable incident the white coats tested my mind on creating many things over the next couple months ranging from simple toys to a 100-ton war machine. Of course they tried to find out what they did so they could have a more cooperative test subject (I never liked making things easy for them) but I created a simple barrier of sorts whenever they tried around my entire being. They did find out that depending on the size or complexity of the creation it could wear me out or take a lot of time to materialize the object.

My escape is a completely different story that I don't feel like sharing at the moment.

Suddenly my trip down memory lane was interrupted by me reaching my destination the center island was in sight and it was time for all bird-kids/teens to gather for the 1st annual Flock assembly. This was the time for all of us to meet and inform each other about what had happened during our year apart. It is also used as a time to decide what we should do next.

I smiled slightly. Let the chaos start.