Disclaimer: yes I own MR, even though I am not a guy, and my name is not James Patterson … dang I need to work on that.

Clamer: Ok I my not own MR but I do own Sonic (NOT THE HEADGEHOG PPL!) and the plot. And the first 3 MR books. No I did not buy the 4th one.

Warnings: Bad spelling, and maybe spoilers for the 4th book. Maybe, and if your worried about spoilers for before that READ THE BOOKS!!

The funny thing about facing imminent death is that it really snaps things into perspective.

However I tend to avoid that kind of feeling. So instead of facing imminent death I'm running like heck to

get out of there. Imminent death can eat my dust.

What am I running away from you might ask? Your worst nightmare. I call them the Hunters, ugly, horrible people who happen to be part wolf (A/N Yes they are Erasers, I just don't call them that).

Why an I running away form genetic monsters you ask? Well wouldn't you? If you where on my situation I bet you would. What was my situation you ask? Well 1) you need to stop asking so many questions, and 2)I'll tell you anyway.

You see I am a genetic freak like the Hunters, only I'm 98 human. And 2 bird. Yes you read that correctly, you don't need glasses… well maybe you do just not because of that. And this 2 bird girl is running like heck to get away from the school. No don't say it if you don't know what the School is… Ok fine the School is a living embodiment of that fiery bad place down below, and I'm not talking about Australia hear. Where they take innocent children just born and combine them with animal DNA then stuff them in dog crates until they die.

You see why I'm running away?

I'm pretty good at running too. You see not only does the School combine human DNA with animal DNA they try to create super humans. Why they treat there super humans like trash not worthy of notice I don't know. Maybe 'cuse there insane? But yeah, not only do I have wings, but I can run like supper fast. Like I don't know 300, 400 mph? Next time I have a chance I'll time myself for you.

With my long light blue hair flying crazily out behind me I burst through the front doors of the School, I wiped out my wings, which where also different shades of blue, and took to the sky's, Nearly falling out of it a few times because I didn't exactly know how to fly, and just like that, after 14 years, I was free.

My name is Sonic, and I am free at last.