Chapter 6: Mutant and Ashamed
I'm not so sure I am longer a human. The stares I get tell me so. With tears lacing my eyes I run away from the faces that scream and fingers that shake as they point in my direction. And the fire in me burns more forcefully now, more painfully. Alas, I force myslef to run. To go away from the only people who did not wish to do me harm, but now run from me.
I suppose you are confused at this point. No, you did not miss a chapter. You just caught me when I awoke on the Professor's table again. I will catch you up with the details now, I suppose.
As I awaken from another nightmare, I notice the sunlight coming down from my eyes that make me shut them forcefully again. But when I open them again, I jus want to keep them closed. Something was not right. I open my left eye. Then, my right. I gasp, then. Because I could see everything, every detail that went into making the walls, ever palm frond, and every hair on Gilligan's hea-
"Wha!" I jump back on the table, surprised, "Gilligan, what are you doing?!" At the same time, Gilligan also shouts, as he too is startled.
"AAH!" The first mate jumps on his feet, trips, and falls back onto the Professor's chair and is knocked back into the bookshelf, which topples onto him. BANG! The result is a rather dizzy Gilligan with his head in-between shelves on a bookcase. I couldn't help it, I laughed.
The Skipper runs into the hut in a rush, followed by a rather tired looking Professor.
"Gilligan!" The Skipper yells, and helps get the books off of his friend. Gilligan, however, swoons onto his friend and has to be led to the chair.
"Is he okay?" I ask, wanting to know why the boy did so.
"Oh, he'll be fine. He's been through worse. Bu-" He stopped then and looks at my abdomen, wide-eyed. Then he looks at the Professor.
The Professor then looks at the Skipper and Gilligan, then back to me. "I would like it very much if I could consult the young maiden alone please, gentlemen." The Professor says with a sigh.
The two men leave and I am left alone with the Professor, who looks at me with anxiety, worry, and... fear?
"Avian, I have some news I regret to inform you of." I knew it! He knew who I was, He had known since the day I came here! And now he was going to call the white-coats and send me back, a fate worse than death itself.
I immediately go up then, and bolted toward the door, but a hand grabbed me by the big, long bandages crossing my back. Then, I felt so much pain I toppled onto the ground, screaming out. My back felt like it had opened up. And then I heard other screams. I look back and see deep grey wings coming out of my back. And now we are in the present time.
