Tamzi's POV
I gave a sweet smile and swear the guy almost fainted. I giggled and Debbi rolled her eyes.
"What?" I asked innocently.
"You are such a flirt" she said. "I can't help it" I grinned and she rolled her eyes again.
I nudged her playfully and she smiled. Debbi was my younger sister, and a mini me. Her long brown hair was in two pigtails, making her look younger. Well actually the pigtails made her look her age which was 10, without them she looked older. Her hazel eyes shinned with happiness which made me smile.
Sure we were walking around practically homeless and were freaks of nature, but I was in pure bliss. I was free.
Ok, maybe I'm getting ahead of myself.
Well my parents are were horrible, evil people (I can see where I get it from)When I was born they sold me to this place that experimented on people. They did the same thing to Debbie.
We were grafted with wings and even adapted powers. A few weeks ago we managed to escape the place. We had nothing but each other now, but for the first time in my life, I was completely free.
Well my power is I'm part siren you could say. I can make anyone fall in love and want to be near me.
Debbi can tell where almost anything is, like an inbuilt GPS and can feel what people are feeling by looking at them.
Now the wings. Yes, I have wings, deal with it.
My wings are about 14 feet long. I can tell I'm part eagle because they look like it. They are light brown, tawney almost at the top with white and light brown through it and black tips.
Debbi's wings are smaller and a booted eagle. They're light brown with white patterns in the middle, then brown again. They were so pretty.
"There's a mall coming up" Debbi smiled.
I rolled my eyes, Debbi had a bad case of 'five finger discount.' "Ok" I said and she grinned.
We walked into the mall, our eyes peeled for cops. Debbi stopped in her tracks and I followed her eyes to a jewelled watch.
"Debbi we don't need it" I said tugging at her arm.
"But I wont it" she pouted.
I sighed and thought about it. I guess if she got bored of it we could always sell it.
I nodded to her and she grinned. I turned around, looking like I was looking at a c.d while she did her thing. I heard a scream and spun around to see Debbi paralysed with the watch in her hand. I searched until I found the problem.
There was a spider crawling where the watch had been.
"Run!" I shouted as the shop owner ran our way. Debbi came out her trance and we bolted. We were built for speed so it wasn't long before I could barely see the shop owner and a guard that had joined the chase.
We hid in the restrooms of some fast-food restaurant that smelt of Chinese. My stomach growled and my mouth watered. We slowly slid out and stuck to the shadows.
All of a sudden Debbi was knocked to the ground.
"Hey watch it asshole" Debbi snapped as she got up.
The person jumped to his feet. It was a boy about my age with long brown hair in an emo style and brown eyes, he was kind of cute. He wore ripped jeans and a black hoodie. He was a nice build, but I could see he was slightly thinner then he was probably supposed to be and he was a little pale. I noticed blood on his face, from his nose.
"You watch it" he snarled.
"Your the one that ran into me!" Debbi snapped.
"Well if you weren't so clumsy" he started but I had already pushed him into the wall.
"Apologize" I growled. "Never" he growled back. I dug my nails into his skin and saw blood spill. The guy didn't even flinch; he looked like he didn't even notice.
I drew my nails down his face, leaving four lines that slowly started dripping blood. He just looked at me with a cocky look in his eyes. What was this guy?
Jet's POV
I wandered the streets pointlessly. Sure, I had an apartment in the city, but I liked to walk around, sometimes walk until my feet got blisters and bleed.
It made me feel alive. Alive. Something my sister wasn't.
Just thinking of it made me want to punch something. So I did. I turned and hit a brick wall.
I raised an eyebrow as I saw all the skin on my knuckles had come off and it was bleeding.
I rubbed my hand on my jeans, wiping away the blood.
I saw a kid about 18, two year older then me, looking at me funny. "What are you looking at ugly?" I snapped. "Dude, you didn't even flinch" the guy said.
"So?" I snapped walking past him.
"Freak" the guy muttered but I heard him for I had really good hearing.
"What did you call me?" I growled, walking up to him.
"I said you were a freak" the guy said bravely. He was about a head taller than me and his muscles bulged as he flexed threatingly.
"Are you being funny, or just stupid?" I asked, looking at his clenched fists.
"Are you mocking me?" He asked stupidly. "Yeah" I nodded and flashed him a cocky grin.
His face went red and he pulled his fist back. I watched as it swung forward, not even closing my eyes as it connected with my nose. I heard it break and felt the blood flow.
The guy looked at me with wide eyes. I cracked my neck threatingly and he turned and ran. Well that was fun.
I went on my way, I needed to find a bathroom to wash my face. The blood continued to flow and it was going everywhere.
I took my hoodie off and then my shirt and put my hoodie back on. I wiped the blood away with my shirt. I regretted wearing a white shirt now.
I had made sure no one was around when I whipped my shirt off, I don't think they'd like what they'd see. Well they would like the front, my chiselled abs and that, but the wings might be a bit of a turn off. And yes, you didn't read that correctly, I said wings.
You see, I'm not like normal guys. I want born, I was created. I didn't grow up in a house, I grew up in a science lab and a cage. I wasn't raised by loving parents, I was raised by psycho scientists.
Well when I say I was created, I wasn't really, technically I was born. Scientists had messed with my DNA when I was still in the womb, then when I was born they took me away and locked me up.
I had 15 feet wings that were brown with white speaks on them. I was a freak.
Well I also had this power so I could go ages without the need of water and food, and I didn't feel a lot of pain. So I was a freak of freaks.
And after all that, it wasn't even the worst bit.
I had a twin. Her name was Lucy. And yes I said was and has as in past tense.
About two years ago the scientist realized she hadn't developed any powers and one of her wings were bent at an awkward angle, making it hard to fly. She was confirmed as a failure and...they killed her.
My blood boiled just thinking about it. I wasn't watching where I was going and I knocked into someone, falling to the ground.
"Hey watch it asshole" a ten year old girl snapped at me.
I wasn't in the mood for this so I snapped back. Before I knew it was I was pressed against the wall by who I assume was her older sister.
My heart leaped as I took in her looks. She was smaller than me and had curves in all the right places. She had straight, brown hair with a single blue streak beside her face, loose around her shoulders. Her eyes were bright blue lined with black, liquid eyeliner.
She was beautiful. I felt like I was staring into the sun. I was in love.
I snapped myself out of it and pushed the feeling down deep.
She attacked me, drawing blood, but of course I didn't feel it.
I gave her a cocky grin as she looked defeated.
"What are you?" she growled.
"The best thing that's ever gonna happen to you" I wriggled my eyebrows. "Dream on" she rolled her eyes. "Aww don't be like that" I cooed and wrapped my arms around her waist.
I froze as I felt something highly familiar. She looked at me with shocked eyes. She had wings.
I didn't notice I had spoken out loud.
"How did you know what they were so fast?" he asked, looking at me sceptically.
I grabbed her hand and ran it up my back and her eyes widened as she felt my wings.
"I umm have an apartment down the street. I think we should talk" I said.
She nodded and gestured to me to lead the way. She whispered something to her sister.
"I'm Jet" I said. "I'm Tamzi-Marie, but call me Tamzi. This is Debbi" she pointed to her sister.
This was going to be interesting.