A/N: Hey people. I thought this story op a couple of nights ago. I want you to tell me what you think. I told my friend about it she said it was good and told me I should post it...so here it is. Hope you like it.

Prologue

third person

Max was mad. The Flock had just landed to take a breather. They were headed for Nevada to stop the School that was being formed there. They had been in New Mexico. When they landed nets had fallen and pinned them to the ground. Erasers had sprung up from everywhere. They laughed and made some "birdy" jokes. Now they were locked in a plain white room, strapped to tables, and listening to some white coat on the phone talk about her cruddy date last night.

Iggy's long fingers felt around on the lock. If only he could get to his lock picks. Angle.

Yes Ig?

Do you think Nudge could convince the locks to open? That White coat isn't paying us any attention.

I'll ask Angle answered. A couple minuets later Max's lock sprung open. She was up and the Whitecoat was down in a matter of seconds. One by one their locks sprang open and they were all off running.

Chapter 1

POV Denya

I pressed myself harder against the back of my "large" dog cage. Ya right this thing is hardly big enough to kneel in. A loud crash brings me back to the present and I silently curse myself for getting heart is pounding and my breath is coming out in quick little gasps. They're getting closer!

Calm down, we're not going to hurt you. Please calm down.

WTF I could have sworn I had just heard a different voice...in my head...ok now I know I'm insane.

You're not insane, it's just a power I have. It sounds like a young girl.

I'll take the bait. Who are you? I'm really happy I don't have to talk out loud. The experiments around me already think I'm insane.

Trust me, it's best you don't know who I am. You're not insane, and fore-warning, we're coming down your aisle... do you happen to know where the door is?

Yes I know where the door is, thanks for the warning, I knew I'm not insane, and the best thing for me would be to get the heck out of here!

Are you going to tell me how to get out of here, or am I going to have to dig around in your head?

Dig around in my head? Ok then. This chick must be crazy...this coming form the girl talking to a voice in my head and locked in a dog crate... I sigh and slowly think of the twisting path from my cage to the exit. Left, right, straight past the next to intersections, at the third take another right, two lefts after that straight out of here.

Hay, if you know the way out... why don't you try to escape?

I have...

Flashback

My twin Zabadaya and I were running. She looks like an angel with all that blond hair, bright blue eyes, and fair skin. Her wings glint white in the flickering light. They're actually have a bluish tinge to them. We are mutants. Zabadaya is part human, bird, and arctic fox. I'm part wolf, as well as bird and human. If you want exact numbers, we are 96% human, 2% bird, and 2% fox or wolf. I am Zaba's opposite I have black hair with fox red highlights, and sun tanned skin. My eyes are just plain weird though, one. my right, is amber with orange specks, the other is ice-blue with white specks. Zaba says they remind her of fire and ice. We come up to the last turn and I start to feel a small spark of hope. We were going to make it. Turning that corner we got the biggest surprise of our lives. standing in front of us was a large pack of Erasers. No not like the little pink things on pencils. Erasers are human wolf hybrids...like me, well kinda... Erasers can only partly morph into a wolf. Me, I can literally turn into a wolf, or just partially, if i want to. Anyways, long story short, after a lot of fighting I blacked out. I didn't realize till later that I used my second power. Well that's what the scientist, the White Coats, said. I killed everyone around me...even Zabadaya...

How? My powers. The White Coats gave me two powers, not counting the shifting into a wolf thing. One is called Hell's Breath, I make my enemies think that they are in a lot of pain. So much so that they usually end up going insane, or dyeing. It burns them from the inside out. The other I call Angel's Mercy (I didn't realize I had this one at the time). I can take away any one of a person's senses, and move them to another person.

End of Flashback

"Denya? Denya, where are you?" I know that voice...it's the voice I heard in my head. Wow talk about crazy sounding... I can see figures running down the aisle and I can hear the angry shouts of the white coats and excited howls of erasers. "Angle we do't have all day, we have to go, now!" This is not the same voice I had heard earlier, but it reminds me of Zabadaya, commanding, urging, and stubborn.

"Ah there you are, the first voice moves closer and a girl stops in front of me. She is young, about seven, with gold ringlets and intelligent blue eyes. "Please, come with us, show us the way out . My name is Angel.

I looked at her hand for what seemed like a long time, it was probably only a couple of seconds, then took the hand she offered me," Danya. Come on we have to hurry they're getting close.

I turned and with Angel, and the five other kids right behind me, sprinted down the hall, toward the door, toward freedom.

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