CHAPTER FOUR
I hurt so badly. My stomach extremely uncomfortable and my arms and legs were hollow. There was a pain in my head so intense, it would've knocked anyone else right out of the sky, if anyone else could get up in the sky like me. I glanced down and there was a city. A big city. I smiled - city=food. I'd just fly in a little closer and . . .
Something whizzed past my ear. A bullet? No, a dart, full of sedative. There was a pinprick in my leg. Oh, my God. It suddenly took everything I had in me to move my wings up and down. Up and down. Breathe. "Who''tstayupsotired." I mumbled.
I couldn't keep my eyes open and my wings like they weighed five tons each. My eyes closed and I began to fall. I felt wind whooshing past my ears; my hair flew out at the sides of my head. My stomach was fluttering. My hand flew out feebly, reaching for nothing. Darkness . . .
Nothing.
Dark.
Cold.
Anticipating crushing force.
More darkness.
