A/N: I didn't mention that the credit for the metal bones goes to my friend Gemma and Laura brought up a good point, "What about the T-cells, aka white blood cells?" Stuff them I say, even though without them you'd have no immune system…Hope you like this chapter. Oh and back to Jaelin's POV.

I woke in a dark room, momentarily confused. The ache through out my body was back although it was bearable. The alarm clock emitted a feint glow, which cast eerie shadows about the room. I fumbled for the lamp switch on the bed side table, blinded by the light I screwed my eyes up tight waiting for the stars to disappear, opening them slowly I took in my surroundings, the desk, the chest of draws and lastly my eyes fell on a second door towards my left that I hadn't noticed before - a bathroom maybe? Lifting the covers off of myself I noticed that I was still in the hospital gown, resisting the urge to rip it off, I rose into a sitting position, swinging my legs round and onto the floor (which by the way was made from very nice carpet). I paused…my back felt as if something was resting against it or weighted down slightly, I turned, half expecting something to be there. Leaning against the bed post I stood shakily, my legs feeling as if they were made from jelly or something, I started towards the door which I hoped led to a toilet. Shifting my weight, I breathed in deeply, just crossing the room had left me exhausted.

Opening the door I fumbled for the light switch, the first thing my eyes fell on was this massive bath directly in front of me, the floor was made of white, shiny marble, the walls a rich cream, contrasting nicely with the ceiling that was made of this opalescent stuff. The huge bath consumed about ¼ of the room at the far end, about a metre from the door, pushed against the corner was a shower, a toilet stood on the right wall between the bath and shower and on the left side was obviously the sink and mirror. Shuffling over to the toilet, I thought about all the stories I'd ever read and how the characters never seemed too got to the toilet or bathe (maybe because it's boring to read about). When I finished I washed my hands, avoiding my reflection. I hate the way I look; sure some might say I was pretty or even beautiful with my raven hair that fell dead straight to the centre of my back, alabaster skin and eyes that are such an intense ice blue that many shuddered under my gaze, plus 'they' found me even more attractive because I'm tall and thin (too skinny I say, you can see my ribs!). Looking up (just peeking) I saw my hair; I could literally see the grease and oil in it.

"A shower." I decided, startled to hear the sound of my own voice aloud.

Turning on the hot water I undid the gown, a feint rustle caught my attention though it wasn't the gown (now lying on the floor).

Something light brushed against my spine. Someone or something was in the room with me and I was NAKED!!

I waited to be grabbed from behind or hear the sound of breathing, but I didn't hear anything, slowly I turned, my heart racing inside my chest, the blood pulsing in my veins, I gasped. My reflection stared at me from across the room, but a great shadow loomed behind me, the blackest of black, the shadow seemed to consume everything in the room. I tried to scream, spinning sharply, automatically going into defence mode, kick, punch, fight. The shadow was gone…there was nothing but the sound of running water, splashing down the drain and my own heavy breathing. Reaching into the shower I turned off the tap and held my breath, nothing. Turning once again, I glanced about the room, looking everywhere but in the mirror. Eyes downcast I walked over to the sink and slowly raised my head, frightened eyes stared back at me partially covered by a fringe and still the shadow loomed behind me, closer this time, as I stared at the shadow the more it didn't look like one. It appeared –don't call me crazy– to be made of feathers, just turning my head, directly behind my right shoulder was this massive, black wall of feathers. I reached up hesitantly and brushed my fingers across the surface, soft and light, the feathers seemed to shudder under my touch. Turning my head to the left, the same wall of feathers, dark and forbidding, yet they weren't. I didn't stand there long pondering about the mystery feathers, before my name was called. I started to dread someone finding me, what would they thing of the wall of feathers, what would I do…

"Jaelin?"

"Wait." I called back deliberating on what to do.

"Are you in the bathroom, love?" It was Tina, I decided to put back on the gown and leave the room. Slowly putting the gown on all the while reminding Tina that I was fine, I worried about whether the wall would follow me.

"Come on Jaelin, Dr. Nelson wants to see you, plus you still need breakfast."

"Alright." I opened the door slowly, waiting to see the reaction on Tina's face, but she gave no hint to say that she could see the wall of feathers.

"You need to get some clothes on, silly." Tina commented, chuckling, "Here, in this draw." She pointed to the second draw on the chest. Moving over I opened it up and pulled out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, in the top draw were some undies, throwing those on Tina led me out of the room and down the hall bare foot.

"Tell me if your legs are getting sore, ok? Are you feeling hungry?" Once the word 'hungry' was mentioned my stomach rumbled. Laughing at the bewildered look upon my face Tina led me down yet another hallway and into a room that that quite obviously a kitchen. Lifting me up as if I weighed nothing Tina sat me on the bench and lent next to me.

"Welcome to the kitchen, it's all you can eat here love, ask for what ever you want."

I though suddenly of all the foods my mother wouldn't allow me to eat because she believed that any fatty or sugary foods would ruin my skin and my figure.

"If it's no trouble could I please have a bowl of Coco-Pops?"

"It's no trouble at all and what beautiful manners you have, won't be more than a moment." The manners were another part of my mothers strict up bringing. Sitting cross-legged on a kitchen bench, eating Coco-Pops went against almost everything my mother thought was proper and lady like.

"It's like you've never had Coco-Pops before, I've never seen anyone eat that fast. Except for maybe my son after a footy match." She laughed, I loved her laugh, her real laugh it was infectious, as soon as she started I was spitting my food everywhere.

"I'm so sorry-" I began, whilst wiping the food from my mouth

"Don't worry about it, I'll clean it up later. Let's go see Dr. Nelson. Yeah?"

"Will you really clean it up? I mean I can do it if you want."

"No, I wont clean it up someone else will do it. But you've become quite the chatter box, haven't you?"

Lifting me off the bench, Tina took my hand and we walked back down the hallway, finally coming to our destination, an elevator. Pressing the 'up' button, Tina hummed an unknown tune still holding my hand, I didn't mind, her hand was soft and it gave me comfort. As the doors opened Tina stepped inside, the elevator was slightly cramped and there were only two people in it. I didn't want to be in such an elevator when there were more than two.

"Next stop, Dr. Nelson's lair." Tina cackled psychotically as the doors closed, leaving me feeling freaked out. I felt the sensation of being lifted then it stopped. The doors opened to reveal a circular room, except at the far end where the wall was straight to match the straight section of the wall where the elevator doors were. Lining the walls were mahogany shelves crammed with books, in the centre of the room was a desk covered completely in papers, books and a few lolly wrappers, behind the desk in a large leather chair sat Dr. Nelson, looking much consumed in a book. In that instant - it was like an epiphany – I realised that Dr. Nelson wasn't that old, actually he wasn't old at all; I swear at the most he looked like he was in his late thirties, plus whilst reading Dr. N wasn't scary looking either because having one's glasses perched precariously on the end of one's nose doesn't make you look very threatening.

"Dr. Nelson, earth to Dr. Nelson." Tina sang in a high pitched voice. Dr. Nelson glanced up and in that moment he looked positively thrilled to see us.

"Jaelin, how brilliant to see you up and about. Are you feeling well?" he said while brushing papers off his lap. Standing up he threw his arms wide open, "Welcome to my humble abode. Even though it's only meant to be a study, I practically live here, as you can probably see." Striding over he grasped Tina's hand in a firm handshake, then turning to me he clasped his hand onto my shoulder and smiled at me reassuringly.

"You might be wondering as to why I've called you here, the reason is you're here to discuss your fate."

Come again? What, was he going to kill me?

He continued, "I know it sounds strange and I may seem strange at times, but believe me miss, to be different is a good thing, people remember you, sometimes not for the right reasons but still it's a start and you can always change their minds about you later. Anyway going completely off track, your fate…well where to start-"

"Maybe at the start?" Tina cut in. He shook his head, and then pulled a strange face, it looked like he had sucked on a lemon and there was a bad smell in the air.

"No, not completely from the start, that would be a bad idea…Jaelin, what I told you after your operation was true, you were changed to assist in the saving of the world, again I may sound crazy, mad as a hatter but believe me love, it's best if you hear this from me and not from some emotionally challenged hypocrite who doesn't care about how you feel but, only cares for their own financial gain. Are you with me so far?"

Was that a trick question? Der, of course I was. Being a child genius/prodigy doesn't make you slow; if anything it makes you smarter. Instead of saying all that, I merely nodded.

"Good, coz' the next part gets a little hard." He paused, as if to make sure I got all that, "Have you noticed anything strange this morning, anything at all?" I had two things to point out:

1. 'The next part' wasn't hard at all, it was just a question

2. I had noticed something strange – the wall of feathers

So I nodded.

"Yes, you understand or yes you saw something strange?" Dr. N prompted gently.

"Yes, to both I guess…" I left my answer open; not explaining what I saw would make him reveal more. He merely stared at me; no he wasn't staring at me but behind me. I flicked my eyes quickly to the right, making it appear like I was glancing around the room. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a dark shadow, I thought I had my poker face on, obviously not because Dr. Nelson saw my unease.

"Do you want to talk?" Dr. N asked politely.

"No, I want you to explain." I replied curtly.

Up until that moment it hadn't even crossed my mind that they could be wings, up until that moment I thought I was just seeing things, up until that moment I had been innocent, up until that moment I had tried to convince myself that I was normal, now never again would I tell myself that not even it my darkest, deepest dreams. I was now an experiment, even more of a weirdo and a freak than I had been before, someone to be frightened of. No, I'd never be normal.

A/N: Just wanted to leave it open to annoy some people, sorry it took a while to write this chapter, I had a few assignments to do. Oh I just wanted to mention what songs I listened to while typing this:

(Your Love Keeps Lifting Me) Higher and Higher – Jackie Wilson

Congratulations – Blue October

Dark Blue – Jack's Mannequin

Take Me Away – Plain White T's

The 2 In the Middle Are My Favourite Songs Ever!! Although I do have other favourite songs.