Chapter 2

Lucy

I woke up to pain. That's all I could feel all around me; pain and whiteness. Was I dead? I didn't think so, because if I was dead, why did it hurt so much? I tried my voice, moaning and clenching my hands. Nope, definitely not dead. So I was here, hoarse, but not dead. Where was here? I opened my eyes, and for a second, it still felt like they were closed, because all I could see was a white, blinding light like I'd seen beneath my eyelids. Then, my eyes adjusted, and I could pick out two, blurry, dark figures working over me. As my eyes adjusted some more, I could see that they were in white lab coats. Oh goody.

Now that I was thinking about it, I realized that I was on a sterile table with Velcro straps around my wrists, ankles, chest, knees and forehead. Just like old times. I felt the familiar bump of my wings on my back, but they felt crushed. Above me where the two whitecoats were doing something to my shoulder. They kept poking at it and jabbing it with needles. But that wasn't where the pain was coming from. I looked down at my chest and saw that it was covered in blood. Three long, deep scratch marks ran across my torso leading down to my legs. They stopped just above my hip. I gasped loudly. That brought the whitecoats attention to the fact that I was awake. I could see one of them smile evilly. The other one looked as though he'd rather be anywhere else but here. Maybe he was squeamish or something.

"Hello Lucy," the first whitecoat said menacingly, his black hair, black eyes and pointed features giving him a creepy appearance. I noticed he was several inches taller than the other one, who was cowering behind him. He was blond and stout, and looked very feminine, as well as terrified, his round face trembling. "I'm glad you are finally awake. We've been trying to get you to wake up for two days now. That sedative we had to use to get you to calm down in the van was a bit of an overdose. Those cuts on your chest were the attempt to wake you up." As soon as I heard that, I got more pissed off then I already was.

"What kind of sick, twisted person are you?" I yelled. "You tried to wake me up by cutting me open! You all are insane!" I felt a rush and a burst of power went coursing through me, and my hands emitted a whole mixture of things, but mostly fire and air. I could create fire and harvest air, but I couldn't make water or earth. Those things I had to get naturally from the air around me and the ground beneath me.

Needless to say, my power surprised them a bit. The short, timid one leapt about five feet in the air as the heat and air rushed past his face and scrambled back to the corner of the room. The taller one took a step back and nearly fell as he almost got a face-blast of fire. The operating table across the room caught and burst into flames. Instantly and simultaneously, they both took out masks and placed them over their faces. I heard a hiss, and suddenly I couldn't breathe. I started choking and gasping, my lungs screaming for air. However, I could see the table sputter and go out. They were removing all of the oxygen from the air! This room was airtight! Beside me, I could hear the taller man talking, although I could barely make out his words, his mask muffled his voice so much.

"This is a sealed chamber," I made out. "Anytime you use your powers, the men outside will remove all of the air from this room, and the fire will go out. You will also choke to death. You will not, under any circumstance, use your powers at all while you are in this facility, or in any other part of the building. Do I make myself clear?" I still couldn't speak as I gasped for air. I could feel my body shutting down. I was used to little air from flying so high, but I never had to be completely shut off from it. I couldn't breathe! I could tell that this wasn't going to stop psycho maniac, so I nodded my head. He signaled with his hand, and obviously someone saw, because a few seconds later, the air was back. I inhaled deeply and coughed.

"As you can see," said the psycho man as he took off his mask. "We can hurt you, but you can't hurt us. Now that we've understood that, maybe we can get along smoothly from now on." He walked over to me and placed his hand on the table next to my displaced shoulder. Despite my constant coughing, I still managed to gather up enough saliva to spit in his face.

"Don't count on it," I said weakly as the glob landed on his cheek. His face contorted into a mixture of fury and disgust as he wiped the spit off. I think I saw contempt in his eyes, or was that just mine?

"Jarvis!" he shouted loudly. The man in the corner jumped.

"Y-yes sir?" Jarvis asked shakily.

"Open the door. We're taking this wretch out and putting it in its cage." I had finally stopped coughing enough to glare at him.

"Who are we talking about here?" I asked. The taller man didn't seem to find this at all funny, but he ignored me and gestured for Jarvis to unhook me.

"Don't even think about trying to escape," he said. "We have Erasers at every turn in this entire building, all heavily armed and trained to shoot." He smiled menacingly. "Especially at flying objects with large wings." He looked pointedly at my red feathers, which were tilted at strange angles at the moment.

Jarvis came over to me, shaking like a leaf, and undid my head Velcro strap. He proceeded to unhook me from the rest of my straps. I was still far too feeble and in pain to move, and I knew that any attempt to resist against them would be weak and shot down. So I let the big man and Jarvis half lead/half drag me to the door, where they handed me to some other whitecoats who led me down a confusing series of corridors to the cell/cage at the end of it all. They threw me in where I crumbled in a heap, and locked the door. They stationed two Erasers outside the cell bars, who were probably meant to guard me.

I lay down for a few moments and then raised my head.

"Where are Rea and the others," I asked, because I needed to know.

"Shut up," said one of the Erasers.

"I need to know!" I said. I knew I sounded weak, but I was exhausted and still in awful pain.

"Your friends are dead," he said, laughing. "You should have seen it! They cried and begged for mercy, like the little cowards they are!"

I knew that wasn't the truth and didn't let it get a rise out of me. My family was the bravest group of kids I'd ever met and would probably ever meet. Plus, why would they keep me alive when they killed the rest of my family?

The Eraser seemed to read my thoughts because he said, "You're much more valuable to us alive then dead, where we can perform tests on you. Plus, you are so much more fun to hurt then the others."

I still didn't let it rise me, but I was starting to doubt my judgment. They weren't dead, were they? They were still out there, looking for me, right? Because I knew exactly where I was now. It didn't take a genius to figure that out. They had picked me up and taken me away from my family. They had brought me to the school.


A/N: Hey, Abbl2 here! Sorry for the shortness of the chapter, I needed to get it done ASAP, cuz ive had almost a week to work on it, and i left it until the last minute.

Alright, so several things. First, I am so glad to finally be writing this book again. I really liked this chapter. It was such a fun chapter to write, although i may have to edit it later. I hope you liked it too.

Second, I got so many animals recently! i'm soo excited! we got 8 chickens, a kitten named bramble and we're trying to get a mastiff, but we're not so sure about that yet. they are all so cute! we've only named 1 chicken, and her name is Amelda. we're naming them all dictator names, so i hope that works.

Third, ITS ALMOST SUMMER! WHOOHOO! I'M SOOOOO EXCITED! NO MORE HOMEWORK, NO MORE BOOKS! NO MORE TEACHERS DIRTY LOOKS! Ahh, i love those words. Moving into highschool next year, both invadercari and i. Idk about her, but i cant WAIT!

and that brings me to my fourth note. (to the tune of happy birthday) Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday Dear Carly! Happy Birthday to You! Thats right everyone! its invadercari's birthday! i wont tell you for privacy reasons how old she is, but if you read the last paragraph, you might be able to figure it out. We all love you, invadercari! And dont worry, i think she's going to love her present! its awesome! (dont tell her guys) so all of you, review leaving her happy birthday messages and telling her how much you love this story! it will be a great gift! We Love You Carly! haha, ttyl guys! and you can expect the next chapter to be up tonight or tomorrow, knowing how fast she is.

~Abbl2

P.S. the new image thing, i'm still wondering what that is. i saw it recently and talked to invadercari about it, and we both think its the cover thing, so thats what we're gonna use it for. so expect an epic picture to be here within the next month. :)