Merlin's POV
Merlin was dragged back into his dog crate. He couldn't move, couldn't see. All he felt was pain. Right after the white-coats had experimented on him, he heard that he was unaffected...a failure. He hoped he was, that is, until his unexpected rage sent an unseen shock-wave that drove anyone in the room insane, then killed them all five minutes later.
He felt firm hands of an eraser gently put him back in his cage. He knew it was out of pure fear, Merlin felt it. The white coats didn't know, but he could sense and feel emotions. Something that meant nothing to them. Emotionless monsters.
"Mer...Mer..."
Merlin lifted his head towards the sound and opened his eyes. Right above him was his twin sister, Lu-see. Her feet were binned together, and dark lined the bottom her eyes. Her long back hair had been hacked off, probably for study. Merlin smiled with his bloody lips as he looked up. "Hi Lu."
Her tired, but determined blue face smiled back. It was the very few happy things that Merlin had in his short and painful 5 years-old life. Her smile lasted for a minute, before fading into a look of surprise and horror. "Mer..."
Merlin smiled sadly again and said, "I know." Lu-see shook her head and said, "No, you don't...Mer your eyes and hair...they've changed..."
Merlin touched his hair, then suddenly yanked out a truffle. He and Lu-See flinched, and Merlin put the lock of hair to his eyes. It was like a light, bright sliver-white mirror, not the usual thick black he once had. It appeared to sway like soft grass in a wind tunnel, yet stay in place all at once. He stared at it, in horror and awe. He wished it was black again. Then suddenly it was. Startled, he dropped it. He willed it to be the silver white again. It did, but something wasn't right. He picked the hair up again, leaving a false image behind. Merlin gasped. He could cause illusions. Not very strong ones, but still.
Merlin smiled. He and Lu could finally-
Slam!
Bang! Roll...roll...clink.
The experiments in the dark, dusty room shivered in fear.
With a cart, was a hulking eraser in a handsome 50 year-old human form , one Merlin remembered well. Drake, the only eraser that Merlin cared for. Drake had been the only one in the entire School who taught and cared for him, his sister, and the other experiments. He would smuggle them a slice of pizza on anytime he got a chance, and gave extra attention to the dying...so long as no one was watching. Today he looked tired, and felt like it, too. It was no surprise, Drake was ten years old, very old for an eraser. Most erasers lived for only five to seven years, but Drake had lived for longer, and was a School veteran, so most of the people respected him, except Ari, another eraser, son of a white coat. Ari thought he was weird.
Drake stopped for a moment, then tried to touch a kid with blonde hair and held a resemblance to Angle. The kid kicked away his hands. Drake sighed, with a touch of sadness, continued his way to Lu-see and Merlin cages. He pilled their cages onto the cart, and walked off.
The cages rattled as Merlin and his sister were carted off. This meant that they were going to experimented on, again. That was common here, but today, Drake felt...angry, sad, determined. Drake took a left then right. He continued to walk until bright light filled Merlin's eye sight. When everything cleared he tried to look around. He saw black vans, hard rocky concrete ground, and metal fences, but that wasn't the most fascinating. There was strange, tall brown and green things that reminded Merlin of broccoli. Thick, flat, and tiny hairs poked out of the ground in the cracks here and there. Then there was the ceiling. It was tall and blue. Fluffy things floated there. Merlin stared in awe. His sister did, too.
Drake pulled open one of the vans and put the cages in. He closed the door, and darkness filled the van.
"Mer...what's going on?" "I don't know." "I'm scared. Will Drake take us to another School?" Merlin thought for a moment, then said, "No. Drake wouldn't do that." It wasn't the whole truth, but Merlin said anything so Lu-see would't panic. He loved his sibling very much.
The van started, and they were off.
Merlin and Lu-see's cages clashed against each other, then the ride smoothed. After a feeling of forever, the van stopped.
The van's back door opened and bright light came in. Drake opened the cages and pulled Merlin and Lu-see out and tucked them into his arm. "See that?" Drake pointed at the bright orb in the sky, "That's the sun. And all around us are trees." His free arm made a swinging motion, to point out the tall things pointing out of the ground. "Mer, Lu, I brought you out here so I can show you one last thing, that." And Drake pointed his chin towards a small house. "You guys and I will stay there. I'll teach you what I know and when I...pass, you guys will find packs under your bed, and leave for your safety. How does that sound?" Drake looked at them. The twins had a gleeful look on their faces.
And for seven happy months they stayed there, until Drake died. When this happened, Merlin and Lu-see were devastated. But as Drake had told them, they left with the packs they found for the outside world, burring Drake in a large hole with a grave stone that said in Merlin's hand writing:
Here lies Drake, our closest person to a dad.
Merlin thought that they were never to find anyone else to like Drake, but...
H.Y.D.R.A Base 12039, Russia...
Third POV
H.Y.D.R.A scientists were pulling out a pale, slimy, naked, curled-up,winged body from a test tub onto a steel table covered in towels. The result of the experiment was yet to be labeled suggest or fail, as most of the experiments were a failure, ether due to a unformed organ, dead the moment it was taken out of the tub, or it was just wrong, one way or the other.
As the scientists began to remove the membrane, the body twitched, and the experiment took it's first breath. It's green eyes opened. It lifted it's black-haired-head and looked around in the dark large room filled with tools, scales, machines, and scientists.
It began to stand up. The scientists backed away. Then the experiment fell down on the table a few seconds later, too weak to keep it's weight up. Not yet any way. Quickly the scientists quickly began to surround and pin down the large experiment, strapping it to the table with metal restraints. It began to chirping-screaming sound in alarm, struggling against the restraints. The restraints creaked and groaned.
"Shhh..." whispered one of the scientists, rubbing the side of the experiment's Adam's apple. It began to calm down against it's will. The scientists began to inspect, poke and prod, and write notes.
"Experiment L017, wings are all down...not ready for flight...maybe in two years..." "Its a male and it appears it is healthy by the way it is acting..." "...Muscles are well developed..." "...sounds like a bird when alarmed..." "...Wingspan of 25 feet...176 pounds..." "Very strong wings..."
Then one of the scientists touch the more...sensitive parts. L017 squirmed. Then the leader said to one of his employees, "Get Red Skull." And the employee walked away. Then they began to scan the experiment. There was nothing undeveloped. Then they took fifteen samples of blood for testing.
Then the doors of the lab slammed open. The scientist quickly lined up and saluted.
"HAIL H.Y.D.R.A!"
And Red Skull walked in. In a German accent, he asked, "Where is Experiment L017?" The scientists parted, revealing L017, strapped to the table, looking at him. L017's chest fluttered up and down.
Red Skull walked over to him and looked at him from head to toe. "Unstrap him." Hesitantly, guards walked in and undid the restraints. L017 sat up. Red Skull and L017 stared at each other for what seemed like hours. Then, suddenly, Red Skull's fist flew towards his face. And just as Red Skull wanted, L017 blocked with only one hand, clenching down on his fist. Red Skull smiled and roughly tugged his fist away. He then said, "He's perfect." Then he turned to the lead scientist. "Tranquilize him. And make sure he is cleaned up and dressed. I want him to come see him in my office, and I don't want him to smell."
