Author Note: Aaaaand here's the first chapter! Still short, I know. The next one will be longer, I promise.
Chapter 1
The Birth of 610
What... is this feeling? That was the first thought that I'd ever had. I feel... tingly... Where... where am I? I opened my eyes and saw a blurry pinkish color. It calmed me. I... like this.
"Experiment 610 is starting to show signs of life." That was the first voice I had ever heard. I listened to each word, concentrating on each syllable. Who was Experiment 610? That was a funny name.
"Excellent, Sara. Keep an eye on its vitals. Make sure its heart keeps pumping." I started at the word, "it". Weren't they talking about something with life? With a pumping heart and blood-filled veins? Shouldn't the "it" be a "he" or a "she"? That was the first uneasy feeling I had ever had.
I tried to focus my vision, but it was still just a blurry pink. I slowly started to move my fingers and I touched the pinkness. It was smooth and cool. I touched my body and felt soft skin.
"Motor control appears to be normal." I heard the one called "Sara" say. They must have been watching me. I blinked and tried, again, to focus my vision. No luck.
"Perhaps he's ready to communicate," the other one said. "After all, we've 'downloaded' the English language into him."
I blinked again, but this time in confusion. They had? They had taught me English while I was asleep? Interesting.
I heard Sara's voice again, but this time it was louder. "Experiment 610? Can you communicate?"
I opened my mouth and managed to say, "Yes?" I was surprised by my voice. It was young and new, and my voice echoed somewhat.
"Excellent. Allow me tell you a few things about yourself. You are Experiment 610. You are mostly male human, and you have just been created." I could hear congratulations going around from other voices. "You cannot see because you are encased in pink, opaque glass. We have also aged your body somewhat, so you are physically five years old. Do you have any questions?"
"You said that I was mostly human. What else am I?"
"You have been injected with Pidgey DNA. I do not expect you to know what a Pidgey is, but you will learn soon enough. What you should know is that you have wings."
When I finally got out of the glass tube, I looked around a metallic, gray room filled with men and woman who were staring at me in awe. The woman I had spoken to, Sara, looked kind of young and had brown hair that went down to her waist, a white lab coat, pale skin, blue eyes, and a small pair of glasses. The other men and women all wore white lab coats and were focusing on me very seriously. I blinked in marvel. An hour ago I had been… who knows where? And now I could talk, see, and feel.
Sara pointed at a man and said, "This is your… father, 610. His name is Jim Forrester." My father looked old and had white hair, small glasses, and he stood hunched down. "He's the main reason you're alive."
I blinked and said, "Thank you, Jim. Thank you for life."
He gave a little smile and replied, "You are welcome, 610. Here, take a look at yourself."
He gestured toward a mirror, and I took a look. I was small, smaller than all of the others. I had brown eyes, short, brown hair, pale skin, and brown wings erupted from my shoulders. And I was naked. I tilted my head and gave the wings a small flap.
"Wow," I exclaimed. I was the only one with wings. I felt special.
Sara smiled. "You look like an angel. Like a cherub." There was a muttering of agreement, and I smiled. I didn't know what an angel or cherub was, but it must have been a good thing.
"We must begin testing right away," My father said. "We must see how the Pidgey DNA has affected the human body, and we must see his flying capabilities. Somebody put some clothes on him and we'll begin."
There were nods all around, and I was taken into a different room.
