Ahhh, The green fields, the amazing, beautiful, fields. Despite all that happened, I think flying is the best thing I've ever done.
I let out an involuntary sigh.
I was flying, one thousand feet in the air. Soaring above endless green fields. Three words: A-ma-zing!
Really, breathing in cool fall air, feeling hot because of all the exercise. The muscles in my wings working easily to keep me aloft.
''Hey! Look!'' Somebody pointed at me from down below.
Then, I heard shouting of;
''Whoa!''
''Epic, dude!''
''Sweeeeeet!''
''Oh. Em. Gee!''
''Holy [Insert word of your choice here]!''
I laughed. I decided to humor them.
I dropped down ten feet, then did a flip. After that I pulled my wings in tight and dropped 'till I was five feet above the ground, then shot back up.
''Where'd you get those?'' a little boy holding an ice cream cone said. WTH? Where did I GET them? Okaaaay . . .
''You know. Genetic mutation and junk.'' I screamed(only so he could hear me)back.
then I heard a scream, I saw a wolf-like figure. And I was shot. I looked at my right leg, blood gushed out of the hole. And (I'm pitiful, I know) I screamed. I hurtled toward the the earth, and everything went black . . . `
''Raugggh . . .'' I groaned. Okay in my defense, I didn't know people could even MAKE that sound!
everything was fuzzy, I could only make out slight shapes and colors. My head was killing me, My muscles ached, and my wings where sore.
''It's okay.'' A male voice said.
''Wh't? Wh'r 'm I?'' I said the words didn't form my right I'm my mouth.
The male voice laughed, and I distinctly recognized a blue lab coat with a blurred face on top.
Then the things came into focus, I recognized a smell, it made me choke. It somehow brought back a memory, a bad one. And I couldn't remember it . . . I hate when that happens . . .
The man that was standing standing over me had darker skin then me(More like a black coffee), and he had caramel hair. Just like mine. He had on white clothes and a blue lab coat.
''I am doctor David Montgomery. I am head scientist here, at the facility of research and development of evolved humans. Also known as the FRDEH, or some call it 'the school',-''
He frowned.
''-I never quite got why.''
''Wh't you gonna do t' me?'' I asked.
''Oh,'' he said and frowned. ''Just run a few tests. Maybe, limit your diet to see how long you can go without water. Simple things like that.''
''yuh shot m'.'' I tried to sound nasty but it didn't quite work . . .
''Oh, Woe is you! Woe is you! What a horrible fate to get shot!'' he said sarcastically.
''Sh't up! I'm gonna kick yo'r but!''
He laughed. ''Yeaaah, yooour in the position to threaten meeee! I'm just sooo scared!'' Now it was just down right mockery! Unexceptional!
I yanked myself free of the IV attached to my wrist, and I got up, I was surprised but I was able to stand up. Of course this all happened in about five seconds so all doctor Know-It-All could do is look startled.
Then six wolf people came in and I saw a big furry paw hit me in the face, my head hit the floor. and I was out cold . . . Again . . . Man! I REALLY need to learn some self-defense!
I woke up in a dog cage. Everything ached. I had a few cracked ribs, I could tell by the fact it was hard to breathe. There was duck tape on my mouth.
My adrenaline kicked in and I looked around trying to find an exit. The walls where white, the floor was stainless steel, there was no windows, but there was
a steel door, a heavily locked door . . .
I twisted myself around in the great-dane sized crate. I kicked the door of the crate with all my strength.
It must have been strengthened 'cause it was like indestruct-o-crate.
''Ahh, your awake.'' Doctor Montgo-whats-his-name, said as he walked in.
''Yep, and I'm gonna kick your but!'' Hey! I can talk right! Whoopee!
''Hm, for someone who's lived in a rich town all your life, your pretty tough.'' D-M commented.
''Okay.'' I said. ''First; how'd you know that? Second; I am not, and never have been, a snob! Third; for a doctor. Your pretty stupid.''
''One; I know a guy. Two; I beg a differ. Three; now what makes you say that?'' Mt. Gomery replied.
''How can you just know a guy? That doesn't make sense! I am not and have never been a snob! And last but not least . . . Drum roll please . . . Your an idiot! Thinking you can just trap me in a cage! Psh! Yeah right!''
''Enough with this! I need to run some tests.''
''What kind?''
''It's none of your business!''
''Uh, yeah. It kinda is.''
''Just a few simple physical achievement test.''
''What does that even mean?''
''Ugh. Just c'mon.''
He bent down and opened the cage. I walked out, Cooperating. I would make my escape later.
