I had awoken with the cold morning breeze, passing my body by, making my blood rush as fast as a rapid river. Not only that, but with Midnight, poking my arm with his sharp but gentle beak. "Alright aright.I'm up," I said tiredly, rubbing my half-opened eyes. I sat up, looking into the bright sun, rising from the grassy knolls, endlessly running with the morning wind. I was used to having this beautiful sight in front of my eyes, since I had lived here.for quite a while now.alone with my only friend in the world, my mixed owl, Midnight. There was something special about this particular owl; he was like no other I've seen. His flying was sleek and swift.and was less fluffy than an average owl. He had a gleaming, shiny coat of navy blue.his eyes were no different comparison to his coat.they were both twinkling and meaningful as I look into them. Midnight was on the run, because that he escaped a science lab, and was wanted for experimenting.

My long dark brown hair whipped in my face as the wind began coming into the cove. I lived in a dreary, small cove by the forest, near a rushing river. It was quite pleasant.no other human here.to ruin my life.as the person who was responsible of the disappearance of my mother and father. I was a toddler when I was put into an adoption home; I was the outcast.never made any friends during my presence at the foster house.it was miserable all the same. Until the faithful day, I ran off.never seeing any sight of prison ever again. That's where my journey started.



I never trusted anyone since then; only Midnight. He knew how I felt.inside and out. But I still missed my parents.I wondered every day and night if they were still alive, still out there.looking for me. I always took my dad's favorite jersey around.wore it all the time. Since my dad loved sports, jerseys were the attire in our home. Mom.she was a wonderful woman, treated me with outmost respect and gentleness. Her journal was the only possession I had of her left. I remembered the night.

-Flashback-

"Hey! There's my baby tiger!" Father exclaimed in surprise as he came home from work. "Hi Daddy!" I yelled as I ran up to him and gave him a hug. "Hello dear!" Mother said in glee when they kissed. I didn't mind any of that.after all I was used to it. "So what is my baby tiger and my beautiful wife up to tonight?" Father asked walking in the hall. "Martin, I need to talk with you." Mother whispered. Father looked at Mother with sudden worried eyes. "Urm.tiger.why don't you go into your room.and wait for me so we can get your softball and glove and go to the backyard to practice.okay?" "Alright daddy!" I happily said and ran off to my room, scattering about looking for my softball stuff.

Meanwhile.

"Martin.he's after us." Andrea said with a serious tone. "Whom?" he asked. "He's coming after us.after Makayla." Andrea answered, and started tearing. "Calm down.I'm positive that he won't find us.and he most certainly won't come after our daughter. " Martin reassured his wife. "Are you sure Martin.?" a cold shattering voice said behind them.