So I'm typing this at school, after doing my Science final. Sorry for no updates lately, I've been busy, trying to pass classes and everything. So anyway, I bet you're sick of hearing me rant about my life. On with the story!

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Fang P.o.V.

I couldn't move. That was the first thing I rejestered. Willing my eyes to snap open, I tried to do a 360 of where I was. Color in the room. Hey, at least everything isn't stark white. Thank God. Or whoever ran this universe. I tried to move my head again, this time it worked.

I was tied to a bed? Where am I? The bed was large, and comfortable. Shoved up against a wall, with space on either side. To my right were windows. The shades where drawn and little streams of light sneaking into the room. I guess it's day time. At the foot of the bed, was a door with a wardrobe to the right of it, and a vanity to the left. Was this someone's room? To my left was another door. That left me wondering what was behind everything. Where was my stuff? I have a great sense of direction, but no idea where I am.

Then a faint beeping came from below me. Basement or first floor? If I could just get myself untied and get out the windows, maybe I could escape. Footsteps. The floor here is crecky. I'd have to get out of here fast.

My head could move more freely now, and I tried to see if there was anything right next to me. Oh, there's my laptop.

"We got your pack too. And washed your change of clothes." The voice was female. It sounded young, but inteligent.

The door to my left opened, and a small girl stepped in. She couldn't be more then 12 years old, just under 5 feet. She reminded me of someone, with her light olive skin and dark hair that was pulled out of her face, except for her bangs. Her eyes where a striking teal against her skin and hair.

"Uh..." I answered smartly.

"I'm sorry, you must be disoreintated. My name's Kathleen, but call me Kat. You're in my room, at my grandparent's house. I found you when I was out by the river..." Kat paused for a second, "Fishing, I was out by the river fishing."

It didn't take any brain power to figure out that she was lying, but I figured I should start out on her good side.

"So you knocked me out and took me to your place?"

Another pause from Kat, and I barely heard her mumble, "Dang, he wasn't out long enough to forget that he got knocked out, and I didn't have time to make a solid story." Her mouth opened to reply, but I got to her first, "Would you like to tell me the real story?"

This time there was no hesitation, "I saw you fly in, and waited to I thought you where asleep to take you back here so you wouldn't be found. I find strange little things around here all the time, but normally they just appear. I knew you where different when I saw you land."

Shit, she saw the wings. Then I realized something. "You couldn't've seen me from this house, I made sure of it. How did you see me?"

"I'll tell you that later. Why don't you go take a shower and come down to breakfast. It's just Grandma and I home, no one is going to hurt you. The windows are bolted." Kat left the room.

There goes to the escape plan. But I don't think anyone would need to escape from a 12 year old and her grandma.

"Whoops, forgot to untie you." Kat raced back in with grace that was unbelievable, and whipped out a pocket knife. Four cut ropes later, and I was standing up. "By the way, I'm 15, not twelve. And I don't think you'll need to escape from us."

Huh, I guess I was thinking out loud. I've been talking a lot today. Better go take that shower.

I was going to have this chapter and the next chapter be one, but I could only get this much done in class. The bell's gonna ring, and I hope I pass that final!

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