Prologue Blood and Metal
There is no sound, no light nothing but darkness all around me. I'm in a cold and empty void. I feel weak and none of this seems real.
What is realty anyway? A realm created in our own twisted minds. I smile slightly at this. The world could have been a much better place. It is what you make it.
My fingers twitch slightly and I raise my arm to my head where a slow but steady pounding is resonating. It begins to ache painfully, and I raise my other arm to rest against the other side.
I lay there clutching my head remembering what an enigma the world is.
I shift uncomfortably, as the situation became more and more real.
Where am I?
I open my eyes slightly and quickly shut them again. What was once bathed in darkness is now surrounded by light. It is painful.
Inaudible voices echoed far away in the vastness and footsteps joined them becoming closer and closer before they stopped and stood in front of me.
I opened my eyes and used my arms to shield them against the penetrating light.
Before me stood the silhouette of a figure, I outstretched my hand towards her but instead my hand wrapped around cold steel; the bars of a cage.
"Who are you!?" I demanded my voice thin and cracked. I'm not sure she heard me.
"I'm am called the Director. Do you know why you are here?"
Behind her I could make out the silhouette of several more figures.
A question surfaced my mind. "Who am I?" I was barely able to choke out.
The women, the Director gave a slight sinister smile. "You are test subject, number 01 in the Angel Experiment."
Test subject!? I tried desperately, to sit up but my body wracked with pain and I was forced to lie back down again.
The Director smirked lightly, and people in the background began whispering inaudibly.
I gritted my teeth and moved my hand to my upper back where much of the pain was coming from but felt something else. It is stiff but soft like feathers. Slowly, I stretch the muscles I never knew I had.
Wings!