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Chapter Fourteen
October's POV
I sat on the bottom of the huge pool, bored to tears. I had my arms crossed over my chest and my mouth was fixed in a deep scowl. Checking my watch, I discovered I had been underwater for nearly forty-five minutes. Yes, underwater. After being shoved in this pool by the stupid Whitecoats, I had discovered I could breathe underwater like a shark. I suspected gills, but couldn't feel any. Finally, after another few minutes, I swam to the top. I burst above the water and swam over to the side where two Whitecoats were sitting in folding chairs with clipboards.
"Forty-seven minutes six and seventy-seven hundredths seconds, exactly." the shorter one said, clicking the stopwatch. I hurrumpthed and pulled myself out. The Whitecoats had not given me any sort of bathing suit so I stood there in my t-shirt and underwear.
"What exactly happened? Did you stop being able to breathe? Did you run out of air?" the taller one questioned, jumping up.
"No."
"...so you ran out of air?"
"Nope."
"Well then, what happened?!" he burst out. I shrugged.
"I got bored. Why don't you try sitting on the bottom of a pool for forty-five minutes and see what you can find to do."
Both men scowled at me and put the handcuffs back on my hands. The other secured the metal band back around my stomach and over my wings, keep me from opening them. It was quite painful, and embarrassing seeing as I didn't have any pants on. They dragged me out of the room and up three flights of stairs before they came to The Room. They pulled me inside and I saw the stacks of cages, filled with experiments. I shuddered, from anger and cold. The room was freezing and I was soaking wet.
What's happening now?
Marlene, thank god. They finally let me out of the pool. I'm coooolllldddd.
...why?
Maybe because I'm in a freezing cold room, soaking wet, with no pants on.
Dot. Dot. Dot.
MY QUOTE. YOU NO STEALY.
The men walked me down the rows and I felt dozens of eyes on me. I must admit, I did look more normal then most of them. I wonder if Angel is in here...
We continued to walk down the rows of cages until we got nearer to the back. There were no experiments down here.
The two men stopped at a cage and shoved me in. It was really big, much larger then the one I had been shoved in last time. This one was perfectly square and almost exactly my height. The men snapped a lock on and walked away, looking slightly surprised that I wasn't bawling my eyes out yet. I wasn't worried, I would get out of here somehow.
I sat down and brought my cuffed hands under my butt and legs so they were in front of me. The lock hole was a normal size, it didn't look too hard to pick. Too bad I don't carry a lockpicking kit with me... ah well. I've never used one anyway. In the past I have used a pencil, screwdriver, and once one of those metal thingies you used to clip papers- a paper clip. Duh. I looked around and jumped up when I saw all the cages around me weren't empty after all. A pair of eyes were staring right at me from the cage next to him. I yelped and scrambled away.
"What did they do to you?" a male's voice said. Only another experiment. And this one can talk.
What? Sam's voice interrupted.
Shut up.
"Forced me in a pool for forty-five minutes. I'm only 94%% human. 2% is shark." I explained. The figure inched out of the shadow and I saw a teenage boy with long and scraggly light brown hair that covered his left eye. He had green eyes (well, the one I could see) that had a ring of yellow around the pupil. He wore scratched and ripped jeans with a gray shirt. He also had a gray baseball cap on his head.
"What's the other 2%?" he asked. I was surprised, not most experiments were intelligent.
"Bird."
He frowned. "You don't have a beak." I laughed, the sound sounding wrong in the damp room. I shivered involuntarily.
"I'll show you if you help me get out of this thing." I gestured to the handcuffs and metal band... thingy. It was restricting my breathing and hurt. He pointed to the front of the cage.
"There is usually a clipboard on the front. See if there's a pin or something on it."
I inched forward and peered through the bars. Sure enough, a few papers were secured with a paper clip. Painfully, I squeezed my hands through the bars and yanked it loose. A bunch of papers fluttered to the ground and I got a look at one of them.
Name: ________
Age: ________
Gender: Female
DNA:______
It went on like that. They were trying to figure out who and what I was. I hadn't been created here, so I would have no explanation to who I was. Not like I wanted to tell them of course. I had to get out of here.
"I got it." I said, crawling back to the boy. He took it from me and I pushed my hands through my cage and into his. He bent the clip and stuck it into the lock, fiddling around with it. His long fingers moved swiftly, almost expertly. In record time the lock flew open. He even beat Iggy's record of four and a half minutes. I took my hands back and rubbed my wrists. Then I felt the band. There was another small lock on this too.
"Give it here." I said and he gave the clip to me. I managed to pop the lock open and the band fell to the floor. I breathed a huge sigh of relief and my wings popped out. They crashed against the sides of the cage, ouch.
The boy gaped.
"Can you- can you, fly?" he asked incredulously, reaching through the bars to touch the pink feathers at the tips. I nodded. He was still staring at the feathers in his hands. "Who are you?"
"Coral." I answered. Huh, I was getting used to this name. "Do you have a name?" His head shot up and his eyes bore into mine.
"Yes. Keegan." he answered, slightly defensively.
"Oh. Most experiments here don't have names."
"I'm not from here."
I reeled back. Another outsider?
"Then why are you here?" I asked. He lifted off his hat to reveal gray cat ears. From behind him emerged a matching tail. I felt my jaw drop.
"Holy fnick." I gasped. They were soft and velvety, as I discovered when I touched his ears.
Marlene? We have a problem...
* * *
"Super speed?"
"Nope." It was the second day of being here. I had threatened the Whitecoat taking me to Jeb until he finally took me back to the pool so I could get my jeans, shoes and sweatshirt back. Thank God.
Jeb paused, looking through more papers. He looked up.
"Mind reading?"
"Nope." I lied. "I told you, besides breathing underwater and flying, I don't have any other powers!" I purposefully didn't mention the talking to fish thing. That was just waaaay too cool for sharing with a lowlife like Jeb.
"Flames come out of your palms?" he asked, ignoring me. I bit my lip to prevent myself from laughing.
"No comment. This is getting ridiculous!" I burst out, slouching more in my chair. Jeb was sitting across the table from me. We were in a small room with the table, two chairs, and a counter with a coffee maker on it. Really no weapons. I knew for a fact that a Whitecoat was standing on the other side of the door, waiting to take me back to my cage. I stood up and walked over to the counter, searching for something to whack Jeb with. Seriously, he deserved it.
Apparently Jeb was used to this so he stayed where he was, looking through the papers.
"I know you must have come from here." he said suddenly. I picked up the full coffee pot.
"Yeah?" I moved closer to him. He didn't look up.
"We are the only place in the world that is capable of creating phenomenons like this. Like you." He replied, still not looking up.
"Phenomenons? You call them phenomenons?!" I raged.
"Of course. We are addling with human DNA and creating cross breeds!" he announced, sounding proud of himself. "And, as I said before, we are the only people who have ever managed this feat." Furious, I stalked over to him and dumped the coffee on his balding head.
"What if I'm not from this world then!" I shouted as he sputtered. Then I dropped the pot, spun on my heel, and pushed through the door. Back to my cage I go.
* * *
Marlene, you'd better get your ass over here and save me, I threatened as the Eraser pushed me back into the cage.
No can do. You got yourself in there, you should be able to get yourself out.
"How did it go?" Keegan smirked from his cage once the Eraser had left.
"Oh, shut up." I snapped.
What the hell?! I was kidnapped. I would hardly call that 'getting myself in there'.
Good luck.
"What are you doing?" Keegan asked.
"Oh, my friend and I can talk telepathically. She's annoying. Like you. You'll like her."
Keegan rolled his eyes and slumped against the side of his cage. We were silent for a moment. Then I pressed my face to the side of the cage.
"Look, we can't stay in here forever. We need to get out." Keegan laughed at my statement.
"Yeah. Right. Think I haven't already tried that?" I rolled my eyes.
"Thanks so much for your support." I replied sarcastically.
"Fine. Do you have any idea how to get out?" He sat up straight and looked me in the eye with a stubborn look.
"Nope. We're going to go with the flow on this one."