A/N: Okay, so this is my first fan-fiction so constructive criticism is accepted but please no flames unless I REALLY suck, ok? I'm currently ignoring a ton of homework and midterms at the moment XD. Oh, and go read my best friend Yelof530's stories. She writes mostly Hunger Games stuff and she's really good at it. So yeah...here I go *cracks knuckles*
science dude POV
Subject number 6243abg was curled up in a ball at the back of its cage. It trembled from the cold and its hair was dirty and unkempt. Its shoulders were bony and hung inside its ragged, once white shirt like a hangar rather than a human being. "Open the cage and take it out" I commanded, my voice steady and cold. Without hesitating the two bulky, fur covered erasers opened the cage and lifted the subject out.
The girl, covered with bruises and scrapes, screamed and shouted "NO" over and over again until I slapped her. "You know what happens when you disobey us" I hissed at her. This thing that that disgusting Jeb actually gave a name to was such a nuisance. He always gave a name to the ones he liked or thought were special. Good thing he's gone now. Max is always fighting us and would never be quiet until a couple hours of torture. She was only four (A/N:yes, four, we are starting with toddler max and will stick with her for a while, but she'll act a lot more mature because, ya'know, the school is hard on her) and yet she was so strong. But that's not really a good thing here. Give it a year or two and she will be utterly broken. I instructed the erasers to take little Maxie out for some more testing, and returned to the laboratory.
Max POV
After running on a treadmill for three hours I was told to go to the electric room. The room where the scientists tested how much electricity I could withstand. I hated that room with a passion, and they had only sent one eraser to bring me to it. So, I did what any logical (evil four year old) person would do. I punched the eraser in the private parts, since I'm short, and ran towards the nearest exit. And oh! I got lucky today. As I turned the corner, a big door marked with the word exit loomed over me. Jeb had tried to teach me how to read and write but it didn't work out so well. Exit is the only word I really remember. And vortex for some reason. It just sounds interesting. VOR-TECKS. Hmm. Sounds like spectacles, which makes me think of British people and biscuits. I heard the sound of shoes squeaking on the tile floors and cursed my four year old mind. Here I was, thinking about the word vortex, of all things, when I could already be outside and free.
I pushed open the door and something happened. Of course alarms sounded and I heard more squeaky shoes. I looked up at the sky and gasped at the sight. It had oranges and pinks and a tinge of purple gathering towards a circle of yellow light. The sun. Jeb had told me how beautiful it was but I didn't believe him. I sure do now though. I heard growls behind me but didn't look back . I only looked at the loveliness before me and ran. I ran and ran until I reached the gate, I was really out of breath so I stopped for a second and looked back. I saw the outside of the school and erasers and scientists running towards me. Correction, the erasers were running after me, the scientists were doing a sort of retarded limp(A/N:not meant to be offensive to the mentally impaired). I laughed quietly and leaned against the fence, watching them for a while. After I got a good look, I lifted my hand, concentrated on the building before me and said-BOOM. The sound covered my words and I opened my eyes to see debris flying in every direction. What was once the prestigious and feared, by mutants, school was downgraded to just a pile of burning rubble. "That'th for killing Jeb" I whispered while hating that I still had a bit of a lisp. I then felt something on my cheek. I put my hand up to it and was amazed to find that I was crying. I was crying! Jeb told me that even as a baby I wouldn't cry, or rather, couldn't cry. He told me there was something wrong with my tear ducts, and I had to take eye drops all the time. Still do.
I looked around to see if anyone had noticed, but of course they hadn't. They were watching the remaining scientists and erasers had turned around to watch it all happen, only to remember me just now as I thought of them. I backed away from the fence, took a running start, and launched myself into the air. I unfurled my white speckled, light brown wings and took off into the sunset. Freedom, a new life, and Jeb on my mind
A/N: okay, first chapters done. Loved it? Hated it? Want some more? Want a yellow submarine? I don't know. So please tell me in a comment! :D thanks for reading
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