Yo yo yo! I'm back with chapter two of Sky High!

So this chapter deals with Dally and Johhny gaining their wings! Yay! I'll already say what i plan with chapter three and four. Chapter 3-Steve and Two-bit gain their wings. Chapter 4-Curtis' brothers gain their wings. Ponyboy finds that everybody has their's except him. Jerry explains how they gained them. Their are some other stuff too,but i already spoiled too much lol. Anyway,on with this chapter! (also,comments help to see if any characters are OOC or to give me advice. Or you know,just comment becuase you wanna be nice and want to see this story continue :) )

Disclaimer:I do not own The Outsiders. S.E. Hinton does.

Light streamed through half-lidded eyelids. A moan sounded throughout a small white bland room. Dallas blinked slowly,trying to adjust to the scenery around him. He moved a bit feeling quite comfy.

Wait.

Comfy?

He never felt anything comfortable in his whole life. The Curtis's couch was hard and ruff and Jesus,Buck's room beds are fucking horrible. So that means…...no.

"Oh my God! I fucking hate hospitals!" Dally groaned to no one. His head hit the fluffy pillow on the bed. How the fuck did he end up here anyway?

Dallas licked his lips. He felt kinda parched. How long was he out too? Ransacking his brain, Dally searched for answers. Running from the police. Getting shot. That was about it.

He pondered harder. Getting shot wasn't why he was here. Looking down to his abdomen, he lifted his gown,to see non bleeding skin. There wasn't stitches on him either. Okay,weird. Memories of what happen before came splashing back. Lighting. They were all struck for not heeding Ponyboy's warnings. It wasn't possible. He was he alive. He should be dead.

He can remember it clearly now. Burning skin, adding to the effect of his veins spazzing to the electric current. He.was.fried. So how in the hell……?Dally pinched his forehead, paralyzing the thought. He sat up fully,soaking in everything once more. Yep, definitely in a hospital.

A knock sounded. He rolled his eyes, not wanting to deal with any nurses. He answered anyway.

"Come in."

"Mr.Winston, finally you're awake!" A preppy voice sounded. A nurse with flowing blond hair , bounce her way to the bed. Her white nurse uniform look to tight for her liking with the way she strolled.She held a tray confounding a bottle of pills, and a small glass of water.

He sneered at her appearance. She looked like a damn slut to him. She was a blonde anyway. She could've waltzed her way to Two-bit's room. That is,if he was here.

"I'm so glad you're awake! The doctor ordered me to give you-"

"He ain't giving me shit. Neither are you." He calmly answered. He lifted himself out of bed,only to be pushed gently by the nurse.

"I'm afraid you have to stay here Mr.Winston. Doctor's orders."

Dally scowled at. He wanted to find his friends, not deal with some damn broad. He felt something prickly on his back. He ignored the tensing rising slowly every second.

"Look lady, I'm trying to be nice here. I.need.to.get.out." He was losing patience. His back felt like it wanted to explode. Dallas started to sweat. Bile wanted to erupt from him.

The nurse noticed him acting strange.

"Mr.Winston are you-" her sentence was cut short. She screamed in panic, dropping the tray. She reeled out the room, searching frantically for the doctor.

It was Dallas turn to look at her. Well,her backside. Why was she screaming? Dallas grasped in a quick breath. He realized he felt fine again. "That was fast." Dallas thought. To fast for his liking. What the fuck was happening to him? The police disappeared from sight. His wound is automatically gone. His back felt like shit for a moment. And now, the broad was gone as with the tension.

Dallas wrinkled his nose. Something felt light against it. He looked to his side. His eyes widen in surprise. Long sleek feathers twitched from light winds. Brown feathers with white streaks here and there. He turned again. Same thing. He began to panic. Was this-was this attached to him. No. That's impossible. Then again, so was surviving from a lighting strike. Maybe he was already dead and was dreaming about surviving.

Yeah no.

Then Dallas did something he thought he would never do.

He screamed in fear.

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"Mr.Cade? Mr.Cade are you awake?"

Said one bolted from his position instantly upon hearing a strange voice. Johnny turned his head left and right,seeing where he was. He wasn't at home that's for sure. This isn't the Curtis's. He was at a…...hospital?

The strange person cleared their throat. They fixed their round glasses a bit, fixing posture too. Johnny watched carefully. The person seemed embarrassed.Mostly nervous. Finally gaining courage, they spoke.

"Mr.Cade,"- "Johnny "Umm,yes,Johnny. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Jerry Wood."

The short,slightly pudgy man held his hand out. Johnny carefully shook it, not seeming to trust this strange man. He wore casual clothing. "He can't be a doctor," Johnny narrowed his eyes to this "Jerry Wood", "so who is he really?"

Jerry took his hand away. He looked over Johhny,humming with an approval tone.

He blushed a bit, not liking the man looking at him like this. Especially in a too large hospital gown.

"Um,is something wrong?"

"You gotten them early. Premature wise."

The statement took him off guard.

"Gotten what early?"

The man cringe. Something was going on.

"Well?" He was getting impatient. Did he get some disease or something?

"Look both ways. Their a bit short in length, as to why neither of us spotted them sooner.

And he did. Black filled his eyes. Downy feathers was attached to two forelimbs against his backside near his shoulders. Wings was what he saw. Johnny screamed, flailing around in the small bed. He fell with a hard *THUMP*.

"Mr.Cade, are you alright?"

His question was left short. Johnny, frighten on what was on him, scurried out the narrow door. Jerry could him some screams from nurses and doctors. Patients too. It wasn't because some kid was running through the halls with wings. No. It was normal seeing things like this happen.

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"Johnny! Where are you man?" Dallas called out. After having his semi meltdown, discovering that he had wings, he planned on looking for Johnny to see if the kid was anywhere in the hospital.

Many of the occupants of the small,yet seemily big, hospital looked at him weirdly. Couldn't blame them though. Would of done the same thing if he'd seen some guy running with wings on his back.

He turned down several hall,peeking into different rooms to find any familiar faces. Nothing so far yet. While streaking down the what seemed like endless halls,Dallas began to ponder about the gang. Maybe they were like him. If he'd survived the strike, there was a high chance they were here too. Dealing with the same problem. He smirked to himself. At least he had hope.

"Mr.Cade,please stop! Someone, stop that boy!"

"Mr.Cade?" Dallas whispered to himself. It was Johnny he was calling out too. But why? Unless…

He was right. Johnny sped down the hall,yelling for people to move. Short, midnight wings flapped uncontrollable behind him. Holy shit! He's gonna- Dallas followed the young boy, doctors and nurses alike chasing after him also.

"Johnny! Slow down man!"

"I can't! Wait, Dal?!" he spread his arms wide open, forcing himself to come to a complete stop near a dead end. It worked for once. He whirled himself around,squeezing himself in the elder greaser arms. He stood shock for a moment. He hugged him back fiercely.

"Aw man Johnny, I thought you were gone."

"Thought the same about you man."

He ruffled his hair, looking again at the his short wings. He teased him lightly. "Wow,shoot, your wings are so freaking tiny! Kinda fits you."

Johnny pushed him lightly. He had a point. Compared to Dally's,they were tiny as shit. If the others were here to,he begged God to a least have someone else in the gang to have the same length span.

A coughed sounded out. The man Johnny met earlier smile lightly at the duo.

"I hate to interrupt this sweet moment, but I really do need to explain why-"

"Hell no! You assholes are sick! Did you do this?!" Dallas yelled.

The man sighed. He rubbed his temple. The others before were never like this.

"Please. Let me explain. No one in this hospital did this to you. You gained them from-"

"Fuck you! I don't give a shit right now. Where are the others?" Dally didn't know why he lost his patience that quick. He was eager to know the real reason how he gained these things on him if the people here didn't do it.

"Down the halls on the-" he felt a push of wind. They were gone.

"Sir,do you want us to search for the avians?"

"No.Let them be. Once they're all together,I'll handle the rest."