Chapter 1: What we are
I fly with the flock, right next to my brother. Everyone has that look in their eyes, that one-mind-one-purpose look, the look that those horrible humans know us for. I hate that look. I hate what it makes us do, so do most of the others; they aren't exactly thrilled to be hunted and tortured and killed for doing what they're being forced to do.
They don't have a choice. I, apparently, do. The Queens will doesn't work the same for me; instead of the "one-mind-one-purpose" thing that happens to the others, for me it just feels like a tiny one chattering away at the back of my skull. And just like with a tiny, I can get rid of the noise pretty easily… the others aren't that lucky…
No one knows why exactly, at least, no one I've met. Of course some have their theories; my egg was cracked before I hatched, I'm somehow related to the Queen, I had some bad fish when I was a hatchling… the list goes on. My brother's theory though, is probably the most accurate. He thinks it's because of my father, my human father. You see, I'm not like the others (if you hadn't already guessed). My mother once linked with a human man, I am the result of that. I am a half, but I don't mind. Although most would see a half as an embarrassing abomination and kill it when it hatched, my mother didn't. She had always had a soft spot for humans, so she spared me. She spared me, but she didn't stay long enough for me to survive. Usually it takes about a week for us to grow enough to be able to take care of ourselves; hunt and fly and such. It took me a year. Of course no one knew it would take me so long so when the time came to leave Hatchling Island, I was left alone. Well… almost alone. I don't remember much of it but my brother told me the only reason he came back was because he couldn't stand to listen to my "intense shrieking". Since then we haven't left each other's sides.
I look to my right to see a few bundles; they have lots of spikes and there are a lot of them, next to them are meaties; they're tough but very friendly. Behind the meaties are a couple of doubles; two heads, two times more annoying. In front of me is a blaze; they're fierce, really big, and are constantly igniting themselves. And then there's me and my brother, we're called shadows; we never take human things, never show ourselves and_
My brother shoots one of the towers_
Never miss.
OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoO
I'm about to destroy another one of the human's towers when I hear my brother cry out. The next thing I know I'm being knocked out of the sky by a very large, black thing. I hear the blaze roar out that it was the tiny human who did it and then, everything goes darker than my wings.
A/N: Please let me know what you think of this story so far, Reviews mean the world to me and critique is literally always welcome! :)