A/N This chapter has been re-written for better overall effect. Plz feel free to reread. Also added songs for fun. Thanks!

-Slinky762

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better run, better run, outrun my gun. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better run, better run, faster than my bullet.

~Pumped up kicks : Foster the people

Drip

Drip

Drip

The sound echoed in my ears as I sat up. Barren walls were all I saw. They would close in around me if I looked at them too long. I peered at the floor hoping to see something I could use to get out of this place. Wherever this place is. I came across a puddle to my right only about an inch deep and a foot wide. The water was murky but doable as a mirror. I looked in hoping for the best.

"Oh no they didn't!" I gasped in surprise.

My long beautiful brown hair had been snipped to about half the length of my neck.

Oh whoever these people are they are going to get it! I look like a shaved poodle that met a psychotic beaver! I touched my hair still taking it in when I heard a moan from the other side of the room. I shuddered.

Please don't be a rapist, please don't be a rapist.

Covering my eyes hoping that would make the image less scary, I slowly peeled my fingers away from my eyes. Before me, in a corner of the stone walled room that I assumed was square, or some shape with corners, was a boy starting to stand up that looked about my age, hmmm I wonder what my age is?

Well he had a dark rich copperish red color of hair and he was sort of tallish. Ok well taller than me. I was lost in thought until he started mumbling. All I heard was Clean, Shower, and Washcloth. I looked around the room to find what I was hoping I wouldn't. Yes, a makeshift shower. Closer to me than I would have liked.

Dear god is he going to do what I think he is going to do.

As soon as the thought left my head he ripped his shirt off to reveal a mighty fine body if I don't mind saying. I was kind of shocked by his actions (ok and his body) that I forgot to mention to him that I was in the room. He then pulled out a small piece of cloth that I assumed to be his washcloth but it could have been a hanky, I was still in awe that I couldn't focus. Then he began to unzip his pants.

Oh shit. I might want to let him know I'm here now. Or maybe… NO, no I will not willingly let a man strip and take a shower in front of me! Though my resolve is crumbling quickly. I was about to say something when I realized that he was down to his underwear and about to go further.

"Jesus Christ! Will you put your clothes back on!" I practically shouted at him. Oh subtle, very subtle. Stupid.

"Holly shit!" Was his response "Who the hell is over there watching me strip?"

Good lord now I have to come out of hiding. Or I could let him stand there and talk to the corner of the room… Nah. I stood up shakily and hobbled toward him so he could see me better. Though I'm not sure about it now since one would assume dirty jeans, a lab coat and tank top aren't that appealing to men.

"Sorry I kinda meant to tell you I was the-." On the way over, my filthy jeans got snagged on something solid, a root or something maybe (I know right, nice construction team) and I fell over, desperately reaching out to grab something to break my fall. Thankfully I grabbed some cloth in front of me and it sort of slowed my fall. Good thing my reaction time is in check.

Hmm that piece of cloth wasn't attached to the wall very well. Then it hit me. I looked at the cloth in my hands. It was white. And looked like underwear.

Oh crap.. Don't tell me I just did what I think I did.

A voice echoed across the stony room and met our ears. "HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHA OH GOD HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST DID THAT TO HIM AHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHA, YEA GIRLY YOU JUST DID WHAT YOU THINK YOU DID!"

"Um if you wouldn't mind, can I have my underwear back?" The boy said, obviously annoyed and not the least bit embarrassed. Was he an underwear model before jumping into this cell?

"Uh huh." Was all I could say. I mean what else was there to say? I just de-underweared a total stranger, his manliness was like somewhere above my head and he wasn't even taking it the way a normal human would.

Christ! He must be a robot! Honestly, I had endless theory's. I was kind of beginning to think I was a comic geek. Or had an overactive imagination.

I took his underwear in one hand and kind of twisted my arm behind my back to give it to him. There was no way in hell I was going to look at him and burn holes in my poor virgin eyes. He stepped over to me and took the cloth from my hand and proceeded to put ALL his clothes back on. I would have been ok with just his pants… Great I must be a pervert that preys on young men!

Meanwhile an older guy stepped out of the shadows, still shaking with laughter trying to calm himself. He was taller than Mr. Tidy Whities and had a light blonde sort of hair color. They both had toned bodies. Yup, I'm a pervert.

Ok that is sooo not one of the first things I see in guys! Note to self: stop just looking at guys' hot bodies. Must not give into perverted thoughts.

"Oh so you think we are hot huh? And yes chic, you're a perv." Mr. Blonde Hair and Beautiful said to me.

"How did you know I thought that!"

"Cause I'm not normal, and my mommy says I'm special." He stated and behind him extended a fairly large pair of crow wings.

I blinked and looked him up and down. I walked up to him and circled him a few times. Then I took hold of a feather and pulled.

"Ouch, that hurt! What are you doing back there?"

"SWEET MOTHER OF JESUS THEY ARE REAL!" I shouted and fell over backwards, hitting my head on the concrete. I was out like a light, but I could still hear sounds, a lot of sounds. Rats (Eww), dripping sewage (Eww), and peoples voices. Male to be specific.

"Dear god Jasper what did you do." Mr. Tidy Whities whispered.

"I just showed her my wings, gosh you're asking me that like I assaulted her with a crowbar, which is very hard to do by the way. Not that I would know." The other guy whispered back. I could almost feel Mr. Tidy Whities questioning look at him.

"Jasper she's probably not going to just say, oh you have wings great lets skip under rainbows and ride our magical unicorns to Alaska! No comment on the crowbar part."

"Gosh sorry Edward, but can we keep her? I wanna name her Rosie. Can we Edward? Please! She looks like a barbie doll, aside from her head. You know it kind of looks like she was run over by a lawn mower."

SMACK

" Fine be that way." The other guy, Jasper I assume, whined.

I opened my eyelids a little and peered at the guys. The one I think is called Edward was bent over me looking intently at my neck or something around it. And the other, Jasper, was pacing the room at a speed I imagine only Flash could stand to go.

Now that I got a closer look at him this Edward character had a nice complexion. And his eyelashes are so long. And his cheeks are so…

" Hahahahhhahaha dude she's checking you out." Jasper giggled like a schoolgirl.

"I was not!" I jumped up and glared at Jasper sending him mental daggers with a long stream of cursing, which I know he got by the look on his face and the fact he started laughing like a hyena on crack. Man I was getting worked up.

God, you are the most loud, annoying, sad excuse for a man, and… why are my feet off the ground.

I looked at my feet noticing how they were a foot off the ground. And the look on Edward's face was telling me what ever it was; him or his annoying friend weren't doing it. Edward's eyes were the size of golf balls and I was sure I could fit a Carnival cruise ship in his mouth.

"Ok whats happening now." I said hands on hips.

"Well… " Edward pondered.

"Your one of us." Jasper said happily smiling at me.

"And that would be…." I ventured.

"Well why don't you look yourself." Edward stated clearly and calmly.

Oh dear god what is it. I hope it's not a radioactive spider or a ghost or worse. Chuck Norris.

I turned my head ever so slowly. And saw a feather. No like a bunch of feathers. Something you might see if your pillow barfed and then decided to line his barf-feathers up. And I realized I had wings.

Oh Hahahahah wings well Haha that's nice I have wings now lets go skip under rainbows and ride our unicorns to Alaska. He he uhhh.

And for the second time today I fainted. I blacked out and there was no way I was going to wake up soon. But before I completely blacked out I felt arms wrap around me and save me from the floor.

"Interesting chick, huh Edward."

Edward picked up the dog tag that was on a slim silver chain around my neck, still using one arm to hold me off the ground.

"Experiment B-52E-6L-2L-4A-78. Well Bella, welcome to California's Academy of Science."

Wings? Experiments? Edward? Jasper? Birds? Underwear? Science? Whats happening to me!