Turbulence

I wrote this story for my own enjoyment and to cure my unending boredom. Kthxbai. :P

I burst through the treeline to a vast, open cliff with a large lake at the bottom. The Lizardmen are following me, I know this because I could hear them grunting from their extreme chase. They were on motorcycles at first, but I went into the jungle so I could get away on foot. I knew that if I flew, I might kill myself or break a wing. I hear their panting only about 50 feet away. They wanted me. Bad. I knew that if I didn't take this leap of faith, that I might die. I just escaped the Factory, and I haven't really flown much on my wings. They didn't want to train me, or my sister, to fly yet. If I got away, their lab-rat escaped, and their research down their crappy toilets. I knew that if I was meant to fly, my wings would take control. I open my 13 ft. wide, brown eagle wings and take the plunge. The wind is flowing through my light brown hair, and I let the wing enter my feathers. The rush of cool air through my feathers sends a chill through my spine, and I start flapping. I'm a little clumsy at first, but I get the hang of it and start heading to the top of the jungle-top. I can practically stand on the trees, because the leaves are so thick. I make a running takeoff and start on my way back to the labs where Raven is being held.

My name is Hawk. My sister's name is Raven. Ironic, huh? I am 13 years old, and she is 10. I have escaped the Factory with success, but I have to save my sister. This'll be a pain. As I make my way to the Factory, I think What if I get caught? Who will save us? Our parents are long-gone. I can see the Factory with my razor-sharp vision, and I see the perfect window to break through. I was always told to "Make an entrance." This'll show Jeb. I kick on the hyper-speed peaking at about 80 mph (Lame, I know.) and bust through the window into a computer room. I quickly make my way down the halls and get to the "Cage Room", and find the one that says "Aviation Specimen #2" and kick in the cage.

"C'mon Raven! Lets go!"

"Huh...?" She has obviously been tested on recently.

"I'm bustin' us the heck outta here!"

"What's going on-" I grab her arm and start pulling her towards the room I entered from, which of course I lost. I break into another room, and their are whitecoats everywhere.

"Oh... Crappp..." I mutter. I pick Raven up on my shoulders, she is only maybe 60 lbs., but it's difficult because her wings have the air-resistance of a parachute. I dash down the hall and I accidentally find the room I came in.

"Hawk, I can't fly yet."

"Shut up, and take off! Its easy!, just flap your wings!" I push her out, and her natural instincts kick in and she starts flapping. I facedive out the window, and fly near her. "How cool is this?"

"Dude, I may not be super... uh... reactive, at the moment, but this is pretty epic."

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