Max Ride Story
Allora's POV…
I woke up to the sterile smell of needles and medicine and the bright fluorescent lights of the school. I expected to be in a cramped cage, shoulder-to-shoulder –or cage for that matter- to other experiments, but instead I found myself on the outside looking in—literally in a cushy white chair. I was unfolding my caramel wings I had received from this place when a woman walked into the experiment holding room. She had a clipboard and a pen fastened to the pocket of her starched lab coat, imprinted with the word "Itex" on it.
"Allora?" she asked cautiously.
"Yeah, what do you want?" I asked. She didn't seem very cruel like the operators, but she was still one of them.
"I'm Dr. Johnston, and I have a request— no, make that order for you." She paused briefly before she saw the inquisitive look on my face.
"I have good news and bad news. The good news is, you will be set free, the bad news is that, in order to be free you must go on a mission."
"What kind of mission??" I said, a smirk growing across my face. If it means freedom from Itex, I'll do anything.
"You will stage your captivity here in Itex. We will send anonymous information that a human-avian-hybrid is being held captive to a group—or flock of teenagers that you need to be saved. You will then try to break up the group using your uh, feminine abilities to make it easier for Itex to catch them all. Understood?".
"Yes!" I said rather too quickly.
"Good, I am glad to see you are so interested." She said dryly. "Follow me." She ordered, I got up to follow her to where I would stage the captivity, and the beginning of my freedom.