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Author's note: Okay, about every night I have dreams about this chick named Salene Rose. This fanfiction is those dreams made into words with description and proper grammar. By the way this won't be nearly as crazy, strange, and ADHD as my dreams always are, this will actually make sense too.

Chapter 1

Prologue

Salene's P.O.V

"Dear whatever Jeb wanted to call this thing,

Today I spent a lot of time on the computer looking up things like human traits, idioms (I just cannot figure out those weird things), and grammar. Normally I wouldn't care too much about how I speak but I wanted to be able to write this journal entry (I remembered the name, yay!) without making it sound weird. Did you know in order to write correctly you have to make all the I's that stand alone big? I sure did not until I found it on a website. Fascinating. I am glad I figured that out. You also have to make the first letter in the sentence big. Grammar is so confusing, I hate it. I write a thousand times better than I speak, which does not seem right if you think about it. The sounds of the words just do not feel right on my tongue, like I should be speaking another language entirely. I learned that I can't read right either, which is sad because Max and Iggy are really good at reading. Jeb said Fang and I have Dyslexia and asked me if the letters floated around on the page when I told him that they did he said he was sure I had it. I do not like Jeb, and he does not like Fang and me either. I asked him if he liked me and he said no and that I should not even be alive. That hurt. Before Jeb said that he was like my dad, but I do not have a dad. When he said that it reminded me of what scary beard man said to me in a dream the day I got my wings. I do not like thinking of scary beard man.
~Salene Rose"

As Salene closed her journal she thought about what Jeb, Scary Beard Man, and the rest of the scientists at The School have been telling her for what seemed like her whole life. Oh wait, it has been her whole life she was only five months old when she first heard it. The words he proclaimed, through something that was just a dream, still haunted her to this very day. Of course, Salene did know that it was her subconscious that was telling her what she believed, but she was only five months old. How she strung the words together like that was beyond her, especially since she was pretty sure she didn't know any words or she wouldn't have such a freaking hard time learning them now.

Flashback

May 8, 1993

Four scientists, clad in bright white unstained, pressed lab coats, took Iggy, Fang, Max and Salene into four separate rooms made of the same stark white cinder blocks as the rest of the building. The white coat that was holding Salene strapped the small child, face down, onto an operating table securely so she could not move a single muscle. Several more white coats filed through the door. One was pushing a very large silver cart, but to the kid it looked like he was pushing torment itself. Salene felt needles prick the skin all over her body. She tried to fight the inevitable but in the end Morpheus won and unconsciousness swept over Salene without mercy, and she was asleep in moments.

Imagine falling and scraping your knee on some concrete, now multiply that pain by a million, and you're not even close to how much pain Salene was in. She could feel herself being cut open in several places, but even though the unbearable pain was dulled from some of the chemicals the white coats had pumped into her tiny body with syringes, it still hurt. For the most part her forced slumber was dreamless, with nothing but the terrible, terrible pain to keep her company, though she did have one dream and a nightmare at that.

In her dream she was in a grey room with black linoleum flooring. There were no windows, no doors, and there were no light fixtures anywhere to be found, yet there was still light in the room and Salene could see perfectly fine. In the corner of the room stood the scariest most intimidating man one could ever lay their eyes on. He was extremely tall with long grey hair and a beard of the same color, also he wore a perfectly tailored pin stripe suit with a dark blue tie that had actual lightning streaking across it and the hardest frown in the entire world. Though the most intimidating thing about this man was his eyes, they were a dark shade of grey-blue and it looked as if there was a raging storm in his dark irises. With those eyes he gave a horrifying glare, like he hated Salene with the passion of a thousand suns. She came to the conclusion that he more than likely did, just like everyone else at the dreaded school with the exception of the young flock. his message to her didn't faze her at the time, only because she was so young that she didn't understand it, but now that she looked back on it the carefully chosen words chilled her to the bone.

"Child of Hades you were never meant to be born. Your existence breaks many laws beyond your comprehension, but no matter. Since you are alive I can only sentence your brother and yourself to lives filled with misery, pain and suffering. I will leave you now to endure your eternal torture at Itex," it's pretty ridiculous that he was speaking like this to a five month old child, but at the moment Salene was too scared to care.