Prologue
The lovebird sat on its perch, looking as regal as any royal pet, even though his home was in a rusted cage near the slums of New York City. Despite the squalid setting, it looked every inch its name- Spectacular.
If birds could smile, this one would be doing so widely. He was alive again. After a hundred and three years of penance, he'd have his second chance. This time he'd make sure that nothing went wrong between them. If he'd succeed- next time he'd be a life closer to being one of them. Being human.
Spects, as his mistress called him, couldn't be happier for this. It was damned hard to get people to complete their destiny while you were a bird.
A bloody bird couldn't leave its cage, much less point in the right direction. But Spects wasn't worried. He had a plan. All he had to do is let fate start them off, and as soon as they met, well that's when Spects would, figuratively, step in.
It'd be so simple this time around. Wouldn't it?
The lovebird sat on its perch, looking as regal as any royal pet, even though his home was in a rusted cage near the slums of New York City. Despite the squalid setting, it looked every inch its name- Spectacular.
If birds could smile, this one would be doing so widely. He was alive again. After a hundred and three years of penance, he'd have his second chance. This time he'd make sure that nothing went wrong between them. If he'd succeed- next time he'd be a life closer to being one of them. Being human.
Spects, as his mistress called him, couldn't be happier for this. It was damned hard to get people to complete their destiny while you were a bird.
A bloody bird couldn't leave its cage, much less point in the right direction. But Spects wasn't worried. He had a plan. All he had to do is let fate start them off, and as soon as they met, well that's when Spects would, figuratively, step in.
It'd be so simple this time around. Wouldn't it?