Me: Hey Skyders! (Everyone like the name?)

Fang: Yo.

Me: So this chapter is where everyone starts to be introduced and all the pieces begin to fall together. It's taken some work from you all, but we're here now! So more ramble at the end!

Disclaimer: I think we all know by now that I don't own MR, but can I put in here a thanks to Discombobulator0329! The character you'll meet here called 'Evangeline Nubem' is based off the submission by her! So thanks! And a slight mention of LovinDaFax's OC based guy, Newton Brown!

ENJOY!

Chapter 2

Evangeline POV

So they're the famous bird kids... Strange, they look kind of like me...

Walking back from yet another Jeb Batchelder issue, I kept thinking about those kids... The way they lied there so still they almost looked dead. If it weren't for their ever so subtle breathing I would've believed they were just that. Dead.

The girl had messy brown hair that was covering half her face, and bandages over the rest of her body, and a thick lot over her left arm.

The boy's jet black hair did a similar thing, but it looked more natural. Like he always wore it like that.

He too had bandages covering parts of his body, but one noticeable one over his right shoulder.

They both had bruises scattered across their skin and more scrapes over them too.

Looked like they'd had a rough ride to get here, I wondered what their story was.

I completed the same actions to get back. Actions I no longer had to think about. Corridor, gate, pass elevator, down stairs, turn the corner, through another gate and I was in sight of the door to the office.

I paced my way down to the office and knocked twice on the door, before I heard the click signalling it was open. Pushing the door, I walked into the room greeted by Newton and Karl.

"Greetings, Evangeline!" Newton said, ever so falsely cheery as he walked out of the room behind me. I smiled politely back at him before turning to Karl.

"The breech on the third floor was just Batchelder," I said bluntly, while standing at ease.

"Again?" Karl asked, seeming annoyed at Jeb's repetitive behaviour. I just nodded back. "Well thank you for dealing with that, my dear." To that I nodded again, before walking over to the fridge and grab myself a glass of water. Chasing rogue experiments and scientists was hard...

I let myself relax into one of the chairs around the room and had just let my breath out when the speakers boomed my name again.

"Evangeline to the fourth floor, Evangeline to the fourth floor, we have a three-oh-three, I repeat a three-oh-three!" it shrieked at me, the speaker sounding nervous.

So they should. A 303 was when an experiment had escaped, and they were angry... Normally an unstable one, too...

"Probably Fiora again," I muttered standing up and running back out the door. She was the angriest of them all, normally.

I ran to the stair at the side of the building and climbed them three at a time until I hit the fourth floor.

I unlocked the door to the main corridor and got there in time to shield my face from the oncoming heat wave.

That was Fiora alright.

Fiora was one of the original experiments, hence her unstable nature.

"Evangeline!" she screamed. "You're an experiment too! Help us out!"

True, I was modified. But I was different. I didn't burst into flames whenever I got mad.

Instead I just grabbed the nearby fire extinguisher and put her out.

"Grab her!" two of the Eraser guards said, running from around the corner.

"HOW COULD YOU!" Fiora shrieked. She began to catch fire again, before I threw the extinguisher at the guard who came after the two had grabbed her. He then sprayed her again, leaving her spluttering and falling over in exhaustion.

"Keep it," I said when he went to give it back. "You're gonna need it." My point was proven when Fiora tried to break away again and catch fire. But she couldn't keep it up for long; she only had so much energy. And she knew that as well as any of us.

"Thanks, Nubem!" they shouted as they dragged the struggling Fiora back to her cage.

I smiled back at them as I span to head back to the bottom floor again.

Not bothering to go to the office again, I went straight to my room.

Another way I was different to the others. I had a room, they had crates. They had to sleep in the cold labs, and I got my heated room.

I plopped down on my bed and fell asleep then and there from pure exhaustion.

-TIME PASS-

"Vangie..." I heard Karl knocking at my door as I woke from my sleep. "Vangie, we need you."

"I'm up," I groaned back just audibly, barely awake. "What's happening now? Experiment or scientist?" I asked, my pure habitual reaction.

"No problem, as far as I know," Karl said, seemingly calm. That just made me all the more nervous. "The bird kids are awake."

Me: So?

Fang: Dun, dun, DAHHH!

Me: Thanks.

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PLQ: When I rewrite Replaced, should I change the name and put it up separately like most authors do, or put it in the same one? If a name change, what should it be called/would be a better fit?
MY PLA: I'd like to change it, but I have no idea what to...

Me: So again, thanks to everyone for reading/following/sharing/reviewing and everything in between!

Fang: Like squats!

Me: Okay... And guys! My new story for Ouran (My Real Life Nightmare) will be up hopefully tonight! Please have a look at that too!

Fang: But I won't be there...

Me: No, no you won't... But you're here at least!

Fang: True.

Me: So, until next time, stay you, Skyders!

Love, Kate & Fang!

RR&A!