There were three things I noticed when I woke up. One, my head felt like I'd been hit with a jackhammer, two, I was in a dog crate, and three, there were other dog crates across from me with other kids in them. As I looked closer at the ones to my side, I found that these kids looked the same as the kids from my old School.
Some look perfectly normal, but the moment they move, look at your or talk you'll know something's off. Others don't have to do anything and you'll see. The green-scaled lizard boy who was at my old School was a perfect example of that, but I'd never actually seen him anywhere else then in the halls. Unlike this school, we were kept in about four by four rooms.
I sat up, one hand supporting my aching head, and leant against the back of the cage, observing the kids across from me. Two seemed perfectly normal, two sweet little kids with light blond hair that I'd swear were siblings, but the rest had obvious mutations.
When I looked closer at the little girl for any sign of disfiguration, her eyes locked with mine. I held her stare for a few seconds, but I couldn't see any thing wrong.
I have wings. A voice in my head said, sounding like a little girl.
"Was that you?" I mouthed to her, and she nodded, smiling, "Can you read my mind?" I mouthed again, and she nodded.
My names Lynx, what about you? I thought, feeling a little dumb. Lynx was my real name, but I forgot my old one, and when I found out they were putting lynx blood in me I renamed myself.
Angel, and the boy in the cage next to me is Gazzy. The voice said, and I smiled slightly. I was about to ask how old she was when a doctor went to her cage, a clipboard in hand. Angel looked at the doctor with a wide smile, her eyes lit up, and the doctor, who I could see to be a young dirty blond haired girl winked.
I realized she must be escaping, and I looked both ways for anyone. No one. Once they'd gotten the other boy, Gazzy, Angel looked pointedly at my cage, and I knew she was probably speaking to her mentally. The girl looked exasperated, pointing to the way she came urgently and shaking her head.
Angel frowned but nodded, and they were off. My temper flared as I watched them jog down the hallway. Before they turned the corner, Angel glanced back at me, a determined look on her face.
We'll get you out. Don't worry. And then she was gone.
I wanted to tell her not to come back, as she'd get caught along with the other two, if she wasn't caught now, but I was selfish enough that I didn't.
I leaned against the back of the crate, watching two scientists and four robots with wings jog up to the crates where Angel and Gazzy had been. One scientist swore loudly while the other told the robots to find them, and the robots immediately left, while the scientists paced for a few minutes, guessing how they could have gotten out, as the locks all had codes and no one except the scientists knew them.
"Lets go look at surveillance." One said finally, and the other one nodded. They left, and I was left alone, once again.
I didn't have to wait long, because soon, one scientist with a metal gurney came up to my cage, a crazy glint in his eyes, another scientists following quickly.
He put a spray bottle to the cage, and I took a deep breath before he sprayed it.
"Can't hold your breath forever." He said, smiling widely. I narrowed my eyes at him, keeping my mouth in a straight line. But true enough, it had been only near two minutes when I felt my head begin to spin and my lungs ache for air.
As soon as I breathed thought, I collapsed, unable to move. I watched as he unlocked the cage, picking me up and laying me on the table, strapping me down.
"Hurry. They have to be relatively fresh to surge together." The other scientist said as they hurried me down the white halls, the antiseptic smell seeming to get worse, if possible.
I tried to move, but I was still immobile, even though if the drug had worn off I doubt I'd be able to move because of the straps. They wheeled me into a large white room, and laid me on a metal table, quickly strapping me down again.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see the wall lined with a dark reflective glass, and I guessed that there were more scientists in there.
"Knock it out. We can't have its screams waking up all California." A voice over a speaker said, a dark amusement in his voice. I wanted to squirm as I saw one of the scientists approach me with a syringe, but I couldn't.
As he put the liquid in my arm, I thought I saw the other scientists bring out something white out of a connected room, but before I could see what it was, black dots began to swim in my vision, and soon, I was out.
When I woke I was in pain and very sore, the pain mainly seeming to be in my upper back. I was in a dark room, and because of my feline enhancements I could see, as without them it would probably seem pitch black.
I was lying on my stomach, and I quickly sat up, and leant against the wall. I quickly pushed off the wall, a searing pain flashing through my body. I brought a hand up to my back tentatively, and what I felt made me feel nauseated, and I quickly put my hand on my stomach. They'd grafted wings onto me.
A/N
Sorry it took a while, school just started and so I was writing on and off. Hope you liked this chapter :)
