CHAPTER 2

So who are these guys?

"Are we there yet?" asked a hyper active feline experiment that seemed to be the age is 6. He lay slumped on a sofa, looking out the window of a vehicle, watching the trees roll on by. One of his black cat ears was folded lazily over one of his dark eyes, the other gazing longingly at the outside.

"No, Storm." said an annoyed goshhawk experiment who seemed to be seventeen.

"...Are we there yet?"

"No."

"...Now?"

"No!" Hawkeye shouted, looking back at Storm. One of his red eyes began comically twitching as the avian's talon-like hands gripped the steering wheel.

"Keep it down over there, bird-brain! I'm trying to sleep!" shouted a wolf experiment laying on the couch. His grey wolf ears twitched in annoyance as he squeezed his steel colored eyes shut tighter.

"What was the point of stealing this RV if we dont get much sleep in it, Aron?" asked a female fox experiment who was sitting at a table with another young experiment. The fox's red tail swished back and forth, as though she'd rather be running than sitting still. She was drumming her fingers on a small table of the RV, which the other experiment lay slumped on, staring at the other wall with dull green eyes, her wet looking blond hair pulled back messily with a ponytail. It was clear she was bored out of her mind.

"How does a 15 year old steal an RV in the first place?" asked a feline experiment from the back of the RV who was feeding her baby daughter, holding the little bundle to her bosom. The baby finished and yawned, her brown wolf tail wagging happily as she stared up at her mother with wide silver eyes. The feline hybrid covered herself back up before cradling the baby, her brown cat tail swaying behind her.

The wolf tuned onto his side burying his face in the pillows of the couch, and his his tail curled around one of his legs. He ruffled his dark brown hair up, it was getting straight again. Messy was more of his style anyway. Why couldn't he have silver hair, like his fur? Who the hell designs a grey wolf experiment with grey fur and brown hair, anyway. Heck, they followed that rule with Storm and Kata. Short Black fur, short black hair. Short brown fur, somewhat short brown hair.

Bushy grey fur, cropped brown hair?

Not so much.

Maybe it worked better for cats then it did for wolves.

Who knows?

Across from Aron were two raven experiments talking about dark stuff. Aron was able to hear words like 'slaughter', 'blood', and 'death'. They looked... eerily similar, both with long black hair and dark eyes, with their equally black wings folded up behind them. Theirs were much smaller though than Hawkeye's tawny ones. Close by in the RV there was a young girl torturing another young man with talk about babies and how much he loved her. Aron was desperately trying to drown out all the sounds to get some sleep.

Alright pause it there. You must be wondering who we are. Well we are a group of Rouge experiments who escaped from the School not to long ago. Im Aron, Aron Fang. Im a lupine human hybrid, age 15. And for those of you who can't pass their Bio classes, 'lupine' means wolf, folks. See! You do learn something new everyday!


The cat in the back is Kata, 16 and and that little baby there was my daughter Ceara. No, Kata and I didnt go all the way. The School took 'samples' from me and injected them into her. Kata and I are going out. We've have been... for almost a year now, I think. I love her, she loves me. And the canine/feline hate thing doesn't seem to apply to us. And isn't Ceara just the cutest! She takes after her mother, but has my tail, ears, and eyes. Score one for daddy!


Ahem, anyway the other cat is Storm, he is 6. He's kinda... my adopted son. But I don't let him know that. I'm a lone wolf after all. Who he was bugging was my older cousin, Hawkeye. He's the oldest and to be honest, I think he is the leader of our group. Or at least he tries to be. Dont get me wrong, he only tries because he cares for the rest of us. I know he's my cousin, but he's more like my big brother. Plus, he's Ceara's godfather. He's the only blood family I have, since his father and my mother are siblings, so I'm pretty close to him. I would follow him to Iraq and back. Oh! Look at that. I am such the poet.

Ok. Back on track. Hehe... more poetry humor. Anyway, the fox experiment is Mary, same age as Hawk but a few months younger and she is Hawk's girlfriend... I guess. Sitting with her was Willow, who is 7... and also my adopted daughter. Yes, she is a fish hybrid. You make any comments about me having a fish and cat for kids, I claw your eyes out, you hear? Neither of them know, honestly, but I'd go to hell and back to get them back if they were ever taken. And the same thing goes for my Ceara. I could never live without them.


The two raven avians are Sonata and Requiem. Sonata is Hawks half sister and... yeah… I dont like getting into their conversations. Her and Hawk share the same mother, but I 'm not related to her in any way. Thank god.


Requiem... I dunno actually. He's kinda like a male version of Sonata. Just as creepy, just as deadly, and as talkative as a brick wall. If I remember correctly his first words to me were, 'Touch me again, and I'll drown you in your own blood.'

Yeah, like I said. Creepy. Don't know his background Story, honestly.

The last two are Spore with Freedom. I think they are a perfect match but Free denies it. Spore is a butterfly experiment and Freedom is a normal human, sorta. School injected these wierd bio cell thingies into him when he was a kid. Don't know the full story. He's like... part machine I think...

Ok so thats enough of the intro. We are all on the run from the School and trying to live free lives. Trying to love, live, and fight Eraser rear. Trust me, I doubt there's anyone who hates those guys more than me. I have my reasons... but honestly, what kinda excuse for wolves are they? They make me sick. We all hate them, but I have... a certain loathing for them. And thats pretty much all you need to know... No, seriously. That's all I'm telling you. Just... keep reading...

"Are we there yet?"

"Yes Storm."

"...Really?"

"NO, NOT REALLY!!"

A pillow was tossed as it hit Hawkeye in the back of the head.

"I thought I said to keep it down!" Aron shouted, baring his trademark fangs.

"Tell Storm just to be quiet! I hate driving through these woods. I feel all... jittery..." Hawk mumbled, as he resumed driving. Aron sighed and sat up, his chance to sleep ruined.

"Cub, just... I dunno stare out the window." Aron said, yawning. The neko pouted, his ear lifting up a ittle over his eyes.

"But I'm bored!" he said.

"We're all bored Storm. Aron's bored, I'M bored. Deal with it!" Willow told him, laying her head down on her arms.

"She is brutal..." came a voice in Aron's head.

"Tell me about it. Lets hope Ceara doesn't turn out like her..." Aron thought back, grinning at Kata. Having a girlfriend with telepathy was pretty cool sometimes.

"Tree... tree... tree... tr-"

"Look at something else, Storm!" Willow shouted at him.

"Line... line... line..." the neko said duly, looking at the road. Willow silently smacked herself in the head.

Something changed in Storm's demeanor, as his body stiffened and his eyes narrowed.

"Hawkeye... we're going to be ambushed by Erasers in another eighteen seconds. They've already closed the road behind us awhile back." Storm hissed, the fur on his tail bristling. Aron smiled silently to himself. Storm could sometimes see a little bit into the future. Nothing big, just a few seconds. But thats all they needed to give them an edge...

"Hang on everybody!" Hawkeye shouted to them, pulling the RV to a screeching stop. Tha avian leaped to his feet, and threw the door open to the RV. Freedom, Aron, and the two raven experiments swiftly followed him.

The Erasers had just made their day...