Introduction:

Makayla Sawyer was anything but unusual. She was average, her life was average (junk in her case), and nothing really changed. She was 5'6, had shiny dark brown reddish hair, which went down to midback, dark brown eyes, which held contacts, and was always quiet. The way she was raised caused her to be a tomboy, defensive about her own territory, but never knew much about the warmth of love or friendship; only the feeling of betrayal and cruelty.

This was so because her parents mysteriously disappeared one cold night. Makayla never knew why, therefore she was put in an adoption home. The girl was adopted many times but never permanently. It wasn't until 5 years old she had it, so she ran away, never to be seen again in the public eye. No one knows where she went to, they have checked all over the streets of NY, but there was no sight of the unhappy child. After a few years, everyone assumed she had deceased.

However, in the very heart of Africa, Makayla Sawyer had stayed there for three more years. She came across a small bird, having the sleek and rapid soaring of a falcon, body of an owl, and healing powers of a phoenix. He was quite thin for an owl, and had a gleaming coat of the color navy blue. His eyes were huge, but glistened with happiness in the bright sun. Makayla decided to call him Midnight. He was on the run because he was to be experimented on by scientists from America. So, they had to leave the jungle, and ran away to the city of London.

Oh and there is a small secret of what ethnic background she had, that was the only thing most extraordinary about herself. Nevertheless, will that secret be revealed in this tale about to be said?

Hey don't look at me! Read the story and find out.~~~