We were out and running as fast as we could go...We were better at flying, obviously, but there were too many things in the way, power lines and such.
So until we were completely clear of that stuff we were running.
I heard heavy footsteps, I turned my head to see what was behind us. Erasers. Of course. "Night!" I shouted, realising I had lost sight of my sister. "Here!" She called. She was flying above me, the very little colour she had in her wings was shining brilliantly in the sun. (Ah, the sun. I'll never get tired of it. Ever.) She was a better flyer than me, I'll admit. So I wasn't really worried about her hurting herself. I kept on running although there really was no point. I mean, a tiny eleven-year-old girl aganst however many stronger-than-pretty-much-everyone Erasers.
Night appeared at my side. "There are some trees up ahead. We can hide in there, if we get there before the Erasers see us." She said. "Got it." I replied, unfolding my wings. The bright orange was beautiful out here...I never noticed the colour before...Stupid, dark, lab cages.
Woah there, hold up. Orange?!
Yeah, orange...What? Did you think we had bird DNA? Hah, no way. We got mixed up with butterflies. Now, I know what you're thinking "Butterflies?! LAME." But you're wrong, way wrong.
Pros to being a Butterfly-Kid: The wings. Look at a butterfly's wings then look at a bird's. It's obvious who got the better deal there. And the absolute, best part? We eat sugar, lots and lots of sugar. It's all our bodies are able to process properly.
Thank-you, butterflies.
Anyways, back to running for our lives.
Night vanished into the darkness of the trees and I quickly followed, making sure to tuck in my wings. Bright orange in the middle of a forest may work fine for butterflies, but not for me. I had to be invisible.
"In here!" I heard Night's voice whisper from inside a hole in the ground (Some kind of animal's den, I guess) and jumped in. Both of us were pretty small for our age. Well, that's what we've been told anyways. So we both fit in there okay...It was a bit of a tight squeeze but neither of us cared if it kept us away from angry Erasers. Lucky for us, these ones were pretty old and dumb. We should be free of 'em very, very soon.
It was dark now, the Erasers had gone and Night and I were wandering through the forest. Man, you should see Night at night. It's like she belongs there. Everything about her was as dark as the sky that occasionally peeked out of the treetops; Her long hair, her eyes and her wings (Which she rarely tucks in) are as black as night, the wings having hints of blue at the very edges. The tiny, blue stars that covered her face had a faint, twinkling glow like the real stars above us.
The stars now, though, were wet with tears. When I had asked Night why she was crying, she said she didn't know. I do.
She's a little kid, just escaped from a horrible place where people's worst nightmares seem like fairy-tales and she doesn't know where she's going or what's going to happen...
I'd have cried too, if I were put in that place. But I'm not.
I have to be strong for Night, someone she can look at and think "That girl, my big sister, is gonna take good care of me." So I can't cry. It would just scare her more.
A few hours passed, at least, and we were clear of the forest, the Erasers, and the lab for good.
"Look! There's something down there!" Night cried, pointing to the horizon. I looked and saw a bright light and the silouettes of tall buildings. A city! Food, houses, people. Sounds good to me.
Heck, it's better than good, it's amazing! Heaven! Everything we've ever wanted!
"C'mon!" I shouted, running down the hill, full of exitement. Night slowly followed me, cautious of what waited for us below. It may not look like it, but I knew she was feeling the same thing I was...
Hope.
