13: The Truth is Hard to Take In

Sera's mind raced. What if that was all true? What if she really did run away and took a bus and ended up in a park, knocked out cold. What if the whole meeting the flock thing, the wings, powers...Flyboys...where all part of a reality her mind created? A dream.

But the only thing she had to prove that she was not crazy was her laptop. She had kept record of things that had gone on, in there. But where was the laptop? Did her dad take it back?

This was all too confusing to take in. Maybe Sera could just bust out of this place, fly away. Leave these problems behind. Maybe she could find the flock again.

Sera felt for her wings, but that area of her back felt numb. She checked her back and reached her arm back to feel for feathers. Nothing.

Maybe it had all been a dream. She was probably delirious that one night she hopped on the bus to Chicago. People probably staring at her thinking she was a freak because she thought she was flying. Then maybe some crack addict jumped her.

But the order of how thing happened was screwed up. Like when she got that phone call to go home. Maybe the person at Dunkin Donuts put chemicals in the batter. She was probably hallucinating then too. That whole day.

Footsteps once again. Her dad casually walked into the room. She hadn't even notice him leave earlier. "There's my special Sera. We'll make her all better."

Sera watched him closely. Sure to be alert. She couldn't believe she was insane. She couldn't believe it was only her imagination.

"What did you do to Max and flock? Where are they?!" What did you do to me?!" Sera yelled. Rage filling her voice.

"Now, now. Don't get angry or the straps go back on. I have no idea what you're talking about," he said sternly.

"What happened to my wings?! Of course you know what I'm talking about! You're the one who drugged me and 20,000 feet from a helicopter!" she said with less screeching.

Her father's face was emotionless. Like she wasn't a person; she wasn't his daughter. "Why haven't you terminated me yet? Wasn't that your plan? To kill me? Huh? Huh?! HUH?!" She screeched louder. A wave of hot furry rushed through her whole body.

His face was filled with fear. Fear that she could hurt him with the flick of her wrist. Fear that she had power over him. She could her him, and she thought about it. She tried to keep her rage under control. His fearful look faded away quickly.

He let out a sigh. "The flock will be terminated soon. They're time is almost up anyway. As for you, they think you could be useful" Sera's jaw dropped. He was actually telling her the truth now, and she knew it. But what did he mean by their time is almost up.

"We adopted you because they were going to terminate you away, and your mother and I could have children. You showed no signs of what you were meant to be. Now powers. To them you were just a failed experiment. You were normal. That's why I took you home. Your mother protected you from knowing the truth all these years..." he trailed off. A tear fell from his eye. Sera had never seen her father cry before.

But there was still a lot he wasn't telling her. Like, where did he hide the laptop? Another man walked into the room wearing a white coat.

"Dr. Langston, shall we proceed as planned?" he asked. Her father, Dr. Langston, nodded.

"Deep down in Sera's mind she was thinking his explanation was in fact, a lie. They were just testing her.

Dr. Langston looked at her like she was an animal again. His lip move and whispered. "I'm sorry. This won't hurt a bit."

"Sera stomach did a flip and she knew what was coming. It wasn't good. Make her useful? This couldn't be a real hospital then! And whatever is going to happen to her, she wouldn't like.

A cold sharp pain ceased her right arm and then the world around her blurred and faded away once again.