Title: On Angel's Wings
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Author: HallowedHallsOfWriting
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Summary: When the attempt to rescue Angel from the school fails, Max and the flock were tortured then murdered. Angel, after watching all that happen to her family, is the only one left. For four long years, Itex has kept her in its clutches, testing thing after thing on her. One day, when an experiment to Apparate (I know, I know, so Harry Potter-esque, but that's the only word I can think to describe it) fails, Angel is sent to another world, with no way to return (fortunately, Itex can not follow her). Here, she is found on the grounds by everyone's favorite flamboyantly-dressed sensei, and is enrolled in, you guessed it, Alice Academy. Follow Angel Ride as she struggles to overcome her past and finally find a place to belong.
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything except this plot and a few other things I'm to lazy to remember to put down.
Prolouge:
The young girl, barely ten years of age, stood in the center of an intricate circle, haunted eyes looking at nothing, as she silently watched the men and women in white coats fuss over the large metal machine pointed directly at her. She gulped for air, though there was really no need for it. Inwardly, she smiled bitterly at the scene in front of her as she remembered another day where she would be running away, biting, kicking, and screaming at those who dared come close to her. And her family, who would cheer her every step of the way looking proudly on and congratulating her later for giving those bastards hell. But those days were long since past. She no longer had any family to care for her when she was hurt, to comfort her when she was down, or to share food with her when she went hungry as punishment. They would no longer whisper conspiratorially during those excruciatingly long nights, be there for her through thick and thin, anything and everything.
Because of what they had done.
After many torturous excercises, electrocutions, beatings, starvings, and injecting poisons into her blood stream, she had learned it was futile to resist. The only way they would stop is if she became their cold, emotionless soldier, their perfect little experiment. So she did.
Inwardly, she curses herself for being so weak. None of the others would have given in so easily. Max, she knew, would have fought it until her last dying breath. Fang would have stayed coldly indifferent, secretly leading a resistance against them. Iggy and Gazzy would have given them hell, dropping bomb after bomb, doing prank after prank, anything to have a laugh and seriously damage the whitecoats. Nudge would have insulted them time and time again, and if she died in the process, continue to curse them from beyond the grave. But what had she done? Simply given in after the pain became too much. And she hated herself for that.
A triumphant shout comes from a man, snapping her from her inner musings as she focuses on her surroundings. They have finally figured out which cord was incorrectly placed. She grimaces slightly, painfully keeping her face blank, so that she isn't punished when she has survived this test. If she survives this test.
They have fired up the engines, sending power coursing through the ray that is pointed directly at her. Her eyes widen marginally as she sees the angry red light emitting from the point, coming straight at her. I am going to die, she thinks. Flashes of her past flick in front of her. There she is, at one, discovering the wings on her back. At two, meeting Max and eventually, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, and finally, her brother Gazzy. At three, being rushed out of the building she detested so much by one Jeb Batchelder. At four, unearthing her ability to read and control minds. At five, learning how to fly. At six, being kidnapped once more. Seven, eight, nine, the rest of the years flick by as a haze of blood, pain, discovery. And finally, before the red light hits her, a picture of her family, all six of them, grinning happily with encouraging faces. And then her world explodes in light around her, and she is hurtling through time and space. She briefly catches a glimpse of her surroundings, before a hard object connects with her head, sending her into a deep, deep sleep.
AN: This is, as of right now, the first installment in the Wings universe, Part 1 of 6. Second in line is Clipped Wings, focusing on Max.
I know this story sucks as of now with its incredibly tiny prolouge. Hopefully it will get better. I'm really sorry, all of you fans of the characters I killed off!
Angel's quite OOC, but I'm hoping that you all will start to adapt to her new personality. She's quite eerily like Max in Clipped Wings, but in a messed-up, more fiery way, as well as actually making an effort to hide her true feelings.
Her powers, as of now, are simply exaggerated from the powers I've read in the MR series. I figured that instead of actually trying to insert new powers and potentially killing her, the scientists wouldn't want to risk one of their biggest successes for something so trivial. Telepathy – also includes mind reading and mind controlling, including dream invasion/control. Shifting – she can shape-shift into any bird, as well as a few fishes, though she has the easiest time with the dove; she can shift her features only under extreme pressure. Elemental Control – she can twist water into shapes, as well as control liquids that contain water (ex: blood). This is by far her most deadly power, as she can suck the water right out of you if she so wishes. Healing – one I just threw in for the hell of; it is the ability to heal herself and others in dire circumstances, but that has some severe limitations and even worse repercussions if she strains it to hard. As per usual, she has a really bad fear of needles and anesthetics and anything related to a lab and doctor's office, which causes problems when she needs to be healed. Yeah.
Anyways, reviews are appreciated. Flames are severely discouraged (and unnecessarily cruel), though constructive criticism (again, this contains praise instead of just criticism) is welcomed.
~Hallow